The N.C. Enay
Art is based on contradictions kept contradictory in
order to reveal the clarity of ambiguities, the concrete
reality of unanswered questions, the unity of
simultaneity and multiplicity. But reality itsefif-the
reality of art, the place of this reality, and the role of the
artist~is impossibly complex. To reach it, an artist must
use the intractable weapon of reality: the specific truth.
Truth can be sensed beneath enigma, paradox; so, like
Perseus who searched for Medusa in the mirroring
shield, we wrestle a distorted image.
An artist acts in the arena of creation and constantly
judges the results of performance. His or her correction
or rejection of a gesture, intellectual or sensual,
becomes an ethical decision. What is discarded was not
ture to the experience that formed and sustained the act.
“The one indispensible psychological condition for
any esthetic doing,” Nietzsche wrpte in Gotzen-
Dammerung, is a “frenzy of will~the tremendous drive
to bring out the main features.” Along with the
“Dionysian frenzy”, Nietzsche insists that there must
be habits of seeing~“accustoming the eye to calmness,
to patience, to letting things come up to it; postponing
judgement, learning to go around and grasp each in
dividual case from all sides.”
Thus, the standard by which we view art will always
be flexible, as the experience is always new. A system
cannot be willed; a novel encounter insists on its own
ethical references. Art grows out of interior forces and
logic to the inevitable,unique formulation, like a crystal.
Robin Kaplan: Editor
On FYiday, October 29, in the late afternoon, the Chicken, symbol of
N.C.S.A. for many years, secumbed to a terminal case of rust. After
years of nesting in the college quadrangle, Uie big brown bird was
finally Iain to rest.
The Chicken was the brain child of Clifford Earl, a former N.C.S.A.
art teacher, and it was bom about three years ago. For as long as it
was here, it was loved and adored by all knew it. However, its
chosen nesting ^ound left it e^s^ to wind and rain. It quicUy
began to show signs of ill health.
For all its life the Chickoi was the center of many events on campus.
In the past three years it was ridden, dressed on Halloween, painted,
tied up with sheets and adorned in Christmas lights. Once, after a
Nutcracker tour, an old mishappen rick-egg appeared benea^ it.
Iftifortunately, it never hatched.
Dispite this, the Chicken lived a quiet life; that is, until the week of
Octol^r 15. It so happened that on that day the NCSA - Wake Forest
homecoming game was to be played on Moore field. Several students
decided that the Chicken FViers of NCSA should have toe Chicken
there for inspiration. They began to move the huge bird to the field
by way of the road. They managed to move it up to the faculty parking
lot \^en they were stopped. They saw the power lines were too low.
The bird would never fit under them, and it was too noble to bow its
head. With a heavy heart because the bird would not see the big game,
they began to move it back down to the square. Part way ^wn, the
rear wheel snapped and broke off, cripp^g the poor bird. It was
placed in a wheel chair and returned to its nest. It would never roll
again, for, two weeks later, it was decided that the old bird was too
sick to live. Its insides were literally falling apart.
However sad such occurences must be, &ey are sometimes nec-
cesary for the good of the body as a \riiole. Who knows \^en the
weakraed bird would have tumbled down, perhaps landing on a
student. Better that the bird go now, quietly, toan to accidently hurt
someome in its death throws.
Its final resting place will be above the college parking lot. It is
hoped that the head will be left in the square as a memorial to the
And so we must bear away the rusty corpse of the Chicken, the
closing of an era, to fate and the memories of the students of N.C.S.A.
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Letters To The Editor
Only A Dog . . .
E^very student who has exited
by the back road beyond the
college dorms has undoubtedly
noticed a dog tied to a ten foot
chain in the front yard of the first
house on the left. This dog
probably ran after you the full
length of his chain un^ he was
dioked by his collar. You most
probably thought he wanted to
eat you alive. Actually, on
questioning the owner, I found
that the dog had been chained to
that post every day of his two-
year existence. He has never
walked out beyond the ten-foot
little world he occupies. The
reason he runs after passers-by
so violently is because he b
starving for affection.
The dog is just a dog; he has no
pedigree. As far as I Imow, he is
nameless. He is a large, dirty-
white dog, with large, dark spots,
and is not visually impreskve.
But he has to be one of the most
brave dogs in the world, for he is
still alive after two impossibly
The owner is just an owner; he
is not visually impressive either.
He is a middle-^ed man who
gives one the impression that he
is proud of his dog and their
situation. He does not seem
vulgar or cruel, but perhaps
ignorant of the animal’s well
The only real action we, as
students, can take is to pet and
play with the dog when we pass
him. He needs to know that some
people do care for him and
recognize his existence. Possibly,
the owner may allow the students
to walk the dog (on his chain, of
course) for a whUe.
It is not enough to read this
letter and say you feel sorrow for
the dog. If it really affects you, do
something constnictive about the
Symbol . . .
It is nice to have a school
symbol such as ours but it is bad
when the meaning and use behind
it is abstract to whom it is
representing. After doing some
research, I found that it
represents the concept of the
sdiool. This concept teing four
sdiools (Drama, Dance, Design
and Production, and Music),
represented by an arch, under
In 1965 a New York Art Firm
was commissioned for a design
by the organizers of the school
and what we know as the school
symbol is an outgrowth of that
Now that I know what it means,
a question arises. Why don’t we
use it, except on stationary,
programs, catalogs and rings?
Since the symbol is of an ar-
diitectural concept, it seems
quite feasible to incorporate it in
the campus architecture. This
would truly bring the school into
a firmer unification of what the
If you look at the scale model
and drawings of the projected
NCSA campus, the symbolism is
absent. A perfect place for it is
the proposed Concert Hall-
Theatre. This building “will be
capable of accommodating
concerts, lyric theatre and
legitimate theatre productions”
whidi encompasses all four arts
(schools) under one roof. An
architect might say that it has
been done before, so why do it?
Granted, it has been done and
quite successfully in the
Metropolitan Opera House at
Lincoln Center for the Per
forming Arts for example. There
is one i^Ught deviation though, the
Met house has five arches. We
will only have four. To go one step
farther, it does not have to be
intergrated in the exterior
design. What about the interior
design, the lobby?
Since we have it. Why not
Crepes. . .
If you have been around the
Conunons Building on Fridays
and Saturdays starting about
nine or ten, you may have noticed
a table set up in the well witii two
ratiier odd looking people mtddng
french crepes. Crepes are very
thin pancakes which are rolled up
with honey and raisins or
powdered sugar and lemon or
even blueberries put inside. They
are maddeningly delicious.
Norma Jean Sidewacker and
“The Grouse”, the proprietors of
this small enterprise, have
stated, either singly or in unison,
that they got their idea «... from
observing a small couection of
hippopotami bathing in a jungle
stream on our last trip to Africa.
Surprisingly enough, we inad-
verdantly bumi^ into, and in
fact almost capsized the canoe of,
Mr. Costello, whose imaginative
pursuits of cognitive speculation
seemed to be stemming from the
same hippopotami that we were
observing. It was an extrememly
complicated train of thought but
somehow we managed to come
up witii the idea of selling crepes.
Mr. Costello’s canoe eventi^y
did capsize but, happily enough,
he was rescued by a female hippo
whose sense of propriety far
outweighed any racial dif
ferences she may have felt.” At
any rate, the crepes proved to be
an outgrowth of this experience.
In addition to crepes, they also
(dan to offer other nutritive en
deavors including, crepe egg-
rolls. More culinary delights are
in store as the year progresses.
N. C. ESSAY STAFF
Sebastian de Grazia