In New Orleans, studying Mayans.
Today was a full day of glyph-chasing at the New Orleans Museum of Art.
And the 13-year old wasn’t even completely out of place today, since there was a high school group present for the morning session.
The workshop began with 2 hours of presentation on Mayan glyphs. Then in the
afternoon, the workshop leaders facilitated some large-group translation.
Turns out that you can’t rest on your laurels of knowing the Mayan number system and month glyphs when playing this game….
#humilityonaLentenFriday
During lunch, we walked around City Park a bit.
We’d been there before – a couple of years ago, both boys and I came down to New Orleans for a couple of days – recounted here – and one of our favorite things was renting bikes and riding through the park.
No bikes today, but we did see a sweet little turtle in the reeds…
and a snake….
…always a good day when you see a snake. Mayans and snakes in a single day? Choice!
What we later identified as apple snail eggs.
We wandered back inside and took in some art.
Here’s a Madonna and Child and Goldfinch painting. The goldfinch is often present with Madonna and Child because of its association with the Passion. The legend was that as Christ suffered with his crown of thorns, a goldfinch came and attempted to ease his suffering by plucking thorns from his brow – hence the touch of red in the bird’s plumage.
What interests me in this painting is that the goldfinch is not in the Child’s hands or even that nearby – it’s flying away.
(You probably can’t even see it – it’s on the upper left.)
I was also intrigued by this 17th century painting by one van Schreick. Called Serpents and Insects, the artist painted from his own collection of living creatures. It has a rather contemporary sensibility about it.
(My main memory of a former visit to the museum – two trips ago – was leaving my camera there. Somehow. And somehow, it was retrieved.)
The day ended with a close look at the some of the museum’s Mayan holdings, and then a not-very-penitential Lenten meal of a shrimp po-boy at the Parkway Bakery and Tavern.
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See what I meant when I described this as a rather crazy learner-led unschooling activity?
To be honest, it’s not as if he himself did a search for “MesoAmerican history and archaeology conferences Near Me.” No, I did that part – last fall some time, not knowing until that search that Tulane has this well-established institute and a long-running conference, and that the theme of this year’s conference would be Mayan warfare (bonus points).
I presented it to him, we looked through the program and he agreed, that yes, he’d like to go.
My justification has (not surprisingly) several parts.
(Not that you are arguing with me, necessarily. Rather, I’m arguing with myself, as I always do.)
- Parents take their kids on multi-day soccer/volleyball/baseball/gymnastics trips. They accompany their kids on the traveling sports teams journeys. This is our version of that.
- He’s really, really interested in this stuff. This gives him exposure to the actual academic world of this discipline, and he can get a better grasp on whether or not this is something he actually wants to pursue as part of a career.
- He’s going back to school for the 8th grade year. We must do many, many homeschooly-things before this year ends! They must be spectacularly home-schooly!
- He probably won’t go to traditional high school. This is a trial run for that kind of life.
And now you’re thinking…what about you, Amy? What about your interests?
Well, no I don’t have a deep interest in ancient Meso-American history. Here’s what I do have though:
- An interest in history in general. Actually, I have such a wide net of a brain that I can manage to find something of interest and a way to connect with almost any subject matter (within reason). And if I can’t find compelling points of interest in the subject, you know, there’s always people-watching which never fails.
- (And do remember that having a wide net of a brain means that the same brain that enjoys taking in a lot from every direction as it sweeps through the Ocean of Life also has …holes. Lots of them. As the Flannery O’Connor quote I have framed says: Total non-retention has kept my education from being a burden to me.
- Even more than historical events and narrative, I’m intrigued by the fashioning of historical narrative and historiography. The Mayans are okay and all that, but what really interests me and what I have actually purchased books about of my own free will are accounts of the “rediscovery” of ancient MesoAmerican cultures, their structures and past. That whole journey of the decline of Mayan civilizations (intriguing in and of itself), the encroachment of the jungle and the the rediscoveries that began in the 19th century and continue today is just fascinating to me.
- That thread is reflected in this conference (at least from the abstracts…we’ll see), mostly because there are constant new discoveries and the accepted wisdom of the past is being continually reevaluated. Everything you thought was true was wrong is always going to get my attention, and there’s a lot of that in this field.
And then on a more personal level, there’s: I’m 57. He’s 13. This is what I can give him now.
Yes, my eyes glazed over at certain points today and my attention wandered and I checked the time but it’s no different than you waiting outside of softball practice or dance lessons or taking on that extra project that you’re not crazy about so you can pay their tuition. It’s what you do, it’s what you can give now, and so, trying to balance your interests and theirs, your resources and their dreams and the good of the family, you do what you do and pray it’s the right thing for everyone, and if you discern it’s too much, you put on the brakes, you say no, and everyone learns another kind of lesson.
Who knows what I’ll be able to give him in 5 or 10 years? But here we are now, kid. Go for it. And sure, I’ll come along. Well, I guess I have to. I am the driver, after all.
Charlotte was Both 