Layers of meaning: Art and poetry speak to resilience of women

Layers of meaning: Art and poetry speak to resilience of women

A new art installation in Bentonville’s Train Station Park offers layers of meaning along with its layers of magenta ruffles.

Traci Manos arranges fabric on Saturday Feb. 27 2021 that is part of the sculpture “Guide These, My Hands” that Manos and artist Danielle Hatch installed at Train Station Park on Main Street in Bentonville. (NWA Democrat-Gazette/Flip Putthoff)

“Guide These, My Hands” honors the compassion and resilience of the women of Northwest Arkansas and celebrates traditional folk medicine practiced in the Ozark Mountains. It is the result of a collaboration between sculptor Danielle Hatch of Bentonville and poet and songwriter Traci Rae Manos of Siloam Springs.

The 9-foot-tall sculpture was installed on Feb. 27 and will be in place for one year, Manos says. It is constructed from fabric, embroidery thread and steel and features Manos’ poem “Foothills Healer” hand sewn into a continuous ruffle made out of 126 yards of magenta weather-proof nylon fabric.

Danielle Hatch attaches fabric Saturday Feb. 27 2021 to her sculpture “Guide These, My Hands” at Train Station Park on Main Street in Bentonville. (NWA Democrat-Gazette/Flip Putthoff)

The installation was not only a partnership between Manos and Hatch, but a team effort with a larger community of women throughout Northwest Arkansas. Twenty-two women from across the region, including 11 from Siloam Springs, volunteered to embroider Manos’ hand-written poem into the fabric, Manos says. The poem is also posted on a sign and has been translated into Spanish by Jimina Fernandez of Siloam Springs and into Hmong by Lou Cha, a professor at John Brown University. Emily Baker, a Fayetteville architect on the University of Arkansas faculty, fabricated the steel structure, Manos says.

The Bentonville Public Arts Advisory Committee chose “Guide These, My Hands” out of 27 proposals, according to committee member Tom Hoehn. The committee is part of the city of Bentonville and encourages and funds public art works, he says.

Photo submitted A team of volunteers installed the sculpture “Guide These, My Hands,” on Feb. 27 in Bentonville’s Train Station Park.

Hoehn says Hatch and Manos’ work was selected for its support of the PAAC principals, which include fostering diversity and inclusion, and promoting awareness of the city’s culture and history. It was also selected because the community can experience the work in person and learn more about it online, he says. Visitors can scan a QR code that takes them to videos of the poem being read in English, Spanish and Hmong.

“The collaboration involved to create this piece was inspiring,” Hoehn says.

A visual artist and a poet

Hatch is a multidisciplinary artist who works in the mediums of sculpture, performance art and installation art, she says. She earned an undergraduate degree in architecture from Wellesley College in Massachusetts and a her Master of Fine Arts in spatial studies from the University of California-Santa Barbara.

Her work explores the female body’s relationship to the built environment, notions of artificiality and power structures, her biography states.

Photo submitted Visual artist Danielle Hatch of Bentonville and poet and songwriter Traci Rae Manos of Siloam Springs collaborated to create the art installation “Guide These, My Hands.” It will be displayed in Bentonville’s Train Station Park for the next year.

Manos is a folk singer-songwriter and sixth-generation Arkansan, according to her biography. She graduated from Siloam Springs High School in 1997, earned an undergraduate degree in English from John Brown University and a Master of Fine Arts in creative writing from the University of Arkansas.

Her work explores connections to kin, land and lore, according to her biography.

Both Manos and Hatch received the Artists 360 award in 2019 from the Mid-America Arts Alliance and Walton Family Foundation. The two women met during a breakout session and connected.

“I think we both appreciate each other and each other’s work,” Manos says. “I needed her expertise as a visual artist, and hopefully my poem adds something to her visual art.”

Finding layers of meaning

Photo submitted The sculpture “Guide These, My Hands,” honors the compassion and resilience of women in Northwest Arkansas.

“Guide These, My Hands” has multiple layers of meaning for Hatch and Manos, from the magenta color, which evokes the flower of the wild burdock plant, known for its medicinal properties, to the contrast between the steel structure and the soft ruffles.

Manos wrote “Foothills Healer” in 2013 and says the poem is about women having compassion for their community, noting that women are often on the frontlines of caring for people who are sick or helping those in need.

Even though the poem was written and the project was proposed before the covid-19 pandemic, it is especially relevant now, she says, because of what people have experienced over the past year and the way the poem honors nurses who are using their hands daily.

The creation of the installation, which involved a large number of women, also speaks to the theme of women coming together for their community, she adds.

Hatch, who is especially interested in women’s narratives, started her research for the project at the Shiloh Museum of Ozark History, where she learned about the petticoat government in Winslow.

In 1925, just five years after the 19th Amendment to the U.S. Constitution was adopted giving women the right to vote, Winslow elected a female mayor and town council, according to the Encyclopedia of Arkansas.

Even though the term “petticoat government” was probably derisive, Hatch was interested in re-imagining it into something empowering, focusing on the soft and empathetic power of women. She used the idea as a jumping off point for her creativity, which led to the ruffles, she says.

Photo submitted Twenty-two women, including 11 from Siloam Springs, embroidered the words of the poem “Foothill’s Healer,” on the ruffles of the art installation “Guide These, My Hands.” The installation will be up for one year in Bentonville’s Train Station Park.

The sculpture also has connections to the local land, Hatch says. The shape of the structure is reminiscent of the small sheds that can be seen dotting rural Benton County, and the ruffles are similar to the vines that often drape them, she says.

The sculpture plays on the juxtaposition between the hard surfaces of the metal architecture, which is often found in public spaces, and the softness of the fabric, Hatch says. It will also move in response to a visitor’s touch or the breeze, symbolizing women’s responsiveness to their communities, Manos says.

Visitors are encouraged to touch the fabric and go inside the gabled structure, where they can be enveloped in the poem and have a visceral connection with the labor of the women’s hands, Manos and Hatch agree.

“We are wanting to honor the women of Northwest Arkansas for their compassion and resiliency in that they bend in response to the needs of their community but they don’t break,” Manos says.

Danielle Hatch (left) and Traci Manos install Saturday Feb. 27 2021 their sculpture “Guide These, My Hands” at Train Station Park on Main Street in Bentonville. Hatch created the sculpture and Manos wrote a poem and helped with the embroidery on 360 yards of fabric that is placed over a metal frame. Hatch started building the piece in January. (NWA Democrat-Gazette/Flip Putthoff)



‘Guide These, My Hands’

WHEN — Throughout 2021

WHERE — Train Station Park, 412 S. Main St. in Bentonville

COST — Free



Foothills Healer

Make me of a quiet mind and steadfast heart.

Wake me before the sap rises in the pulp

and the buds spring forth, that I might sense

the first stem’s quiver in my marrow. Then will

I rise early and take to the woods. I will lift mine

eyes to these hills from whence comes my help.

Guide these, my hands, to the sassafras and burdock,

to the blue burvene, dogwood and wild cherry,

so too, to the roots of sarsaparilla and mayapple.

For the physicians here are few and far-between.

The roads, likewise, slow-going. And it falls

on us women-folk to see to it that our neighbors

and loved ones are looked after in times of need—

whether they be young or old, sick or dying,

or with child. We are the night watchmen.

It is we who keep the kerosene lamps.

— Traci Rae Manos

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