By Robert Beck
“Island Song”
The cab was taking us to St. John the Divine from where we hailed it near Lincoln Center. It headed up Broadway to 72nd and kept to the right onto Amsterdam for a straight shot to Morningside Heights. We were going to hear the Ukrainian Freedom Orchestra perform Beethoven’s 9th Symphony along with a choral performance of Ode to Joy.
It was a warm, late summer evening with much to look at. People were out on Amsterdam, walking, riding, eating. There was movement in all directions and sounds of the street.
I could see the yellow of our cab flash back at us from the shop windows, holding position beside us as we scooted past the buildings, like a wingman appearing and disappearing in the clouds. At times it seemed we were still, and the streets were in motion.
The low sun hit the upper floors of the buildings on the east side of the street, and their windows cast a reflected patchwork pattern of light across the facades on the west, adding to the kaleidoscopic swirl outside our cocoon.
A firetruck came alongside, then floated across the lane in front of us, showing no sense of urgency. Arms hung out the windows. A flag waved from the back. I’ve been to many places, but none where I was more likely to drive behind or next to a firetruck than the Upper West Side.
Traffic weaved and lunged. Gaps of valuable tarmac were snapped up in an instant as we bound up the Avenue. Red light, stop. Green light, green light, red light, stop.
We arrived at St. John’s a few minutes before the doors opened. From our small vehicle into a mammoth edifice that has endured a lot of good intentions, changes in fortune, and changes of mind. It’s huge. The world’s largest Gothic Cathedral was first Byzantine and then Romanesque Revival. Its construction has spanned many committees and opinions. It’s not finished, but that’s to be expected. Cathedrals take many hundreds of years, and they just started this one in 1892. Regardless, as a work in progress, it’s breathtaking.
The floor is 120,000 sq/ft (2-3/4 acres—in New York!), and the ceiling is ten stories high. The walk up the steps, through the Narthex and Nave, to our seats at the Crossing was farther than from Gray’s Papaya across Verdi Park to the Ansonia.
An exciting benefit from the ongoing construction is that much of the stone and leaded-glass art relates to contemporary times and pursuits. There is a surprising sculpted depiction of the city being destroyed with the Twin Towers and Statue of Liberty crumbling and a bus thrown through the air that was carved before 9-11.
St. John’s is located at one of the highest spots on the island, and you can feel the city fall away as you climb the steps to the front door. Inside space expands and your perspective is awakened. It’s a place stripped of cab rides, reflections, and fire engines, where you can listen and comprehend without the churn of everyday life pulling at you. A place for an interval of inspiring words and music, and solemn consideration of things happening far away.
All proceeds from the sale of this painting were donated to help the people of Ukraine.
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Please Episcopal Church invest money and finish this Cathedral. They sold half their land and gardens, built apartments and still no further.
Thank you Artist Bob for donating the proceeds of this beautiful painting to the people of Ukraine. Just another reason that I remain:
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“The walk up the steps…to our seats at the Crossing was farther than from Gray’s Papaya across Verdi Park to the Ansonia…” SO good! I love your perspective, in this painting and in your writing. I’m thankful for you, Robert Beck. Happy Thanksgiving!
Robert, thank you as always for these so sensory and humanistic essays. <3
Something I found out about the cathedral is that people living nearby (definitely at least in 10025, but ask them about other zips) can explore the cathedral without paying the admission charge. It’s breathtaking and I encourage everybody to visit especially on a sunny day.
Wonderful descriptions!
Thank you for this painting, Mr. Beck! I sang in the concert for Ukraine that you attended, that glorious last movement of Beethoven’s Ninth Symphony. I only got to turn around once and see the yellow and blue beams for Ukraine, at the end, at which point I wept.
Another beautiful painting and article. The donation to the people of Ukraine is so thoughtful and critically needed. Many thanks to Robert Beck for donating his immense talents to us and so many others.
I understand it’s the world’s largest Gothic-style (partly) cathedral in terms of both volume and the length of its nave. (There are various ways of measuring things!)