The odyssey of a loving mother

J. Mark Powell
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Posted 10/3/18

Mark Powell is on family leave. This column is reprinted from 2016.

Anna’s story started in Wilmington, NC, where she was born into a prominent family in 1804. A charming southern belle, she …

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The odyssey of a loving mother

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Mark Powell is on family leave. This column is reprinted from 2016.
Anna’s story started in Wilmington, NC, where she was born into a prominent family in 1804. A charming southern belle, she married George at age 27.
Her husband was a widower, a West Point graduate (who later taught for a year at the Academy) and a military engineer who rose to the rank of major. By the time he and Anna wed, another career was calling.
George turned his skills toward the brand new field of railroading. His timing was perfect. He spent 1828 in England studying cutting edge rail technology as it emerged.
Returning home, he played a key role in planning and building railroads along the east coast. In fact, if you’ve ever played the board game Monopoly (and who hasn’t?) you know one of his greatest accomplishments – the Baltimore & Ohio Railroad. 
As railroads grew, Anna and George’s family did, too. Two sons survived childhood. James displayed remarkable artistic talent and William was more academic and was drawn to scientific interests.
Word of George’s engineering ability spread far and wide, and in 1842 Russian Czar Nicholas I asked him to design and build the Moscow-Saint Petersburg Railway. Anna and George packed up their family and moved halfway around the world.
George did such a good job on the Russian rail line it is still used today But before the massive project was finished, George contracted cholera and died in 1849. Anna and her boys returned to the United States.
Anna put down roots in Connecticut. James was admitted to West Point. But it wasn’t a good fit. Despite an indulgent attitude from his instructors, things finally came to a head when James failed chemistry and commandant Robert E. Lee was forced to expel him. As James was fond of saying later in life, “If silicon had been a gas rather than a solid I’d be a major general today.” He became a painter instead and moved to Europe, frequently bouncing back and forth between the Paris and London art scenes.
William went to medical school, became a doctor and settled in South Carolina. When the Civil War erupted he served as an assistant surgeon in the 1st South Carolina Infantry fighting in Lee’s army.
As a southern woman in the north with a son in Confederate service, life wasn’t easy for Anna. Friends and relatives suggested she go overseas until things blew over. Anna hadn’t seen James in years and missed him terribly. So she hopped on a steamer and headed to England.
Arriving in London, imagine the genteel southern belle’s shock at finding James immersed in the art world’s bohemian lifestyle. Free thinking, free love, freely hitting the bottle and other stimulants, the bohemians engaged in a whole lot of everything except going to church.
Anna overcame her horror, moved in with James and even brought a measure of discipline and respectability to his wildly disorganized life.
James was preparing to begin a new painting one day in 1871 when the model didn’t show up at his studio. In a pinch, he asked Anna if she would fill in. His mother agreed, and the result was …
That’s right, Anna was Anna McNeill Whistler. Her son was James McNeill Whistler. We know the painting as Whistler’s Mother, although its formal title is “Arrangement In Grey and Black No. 1.”
Ridiculed by some, beloved by many and known the world over, it remains on display in Paris’ Musee d’Orsay, where tens of thousands of people see it every year.
Paintings come and go. But this one stands the test of time in its simplicity as a silent reminder of a mother’s love, made possible by a mom who missed her son enough to travel across an ocean to see him.

Anna’s Odd Odyssey

Anna’s story started in Wilmington,NC, where she was born into a prominent family in 1804. A charming southern belle, she married George at age 27.
Her husband was a widower, a West Point graduate (who later taught for a year at the Academy) and a military engineer who rose to the rank of major. By the time he and Anna wed, another career was calling.
George turned his skills toward the brand new field of railroading. His timing was perfect. He spent 1828 in England studying cutting edge rail technology as it emerged.
Returning home, George played a key role in planning and building railroads along the east coast. In fact, if you’ve ever played the board game Monopoly (and who hasn’t?) you know one of his greatest accomplishments – the Baltimore & Ohio Railroad. 

As railroads grew, Anna and George’s family did, too. Two sons survived childhood. James displayed remarkable artistic talent and. William was more academic and was drawn to scientific interests.
Word of George’s engineering ability spread far and wide, and in 1842 Russian Czar Nicholas I asked him to design and build the Moscow-Saint Petersburg Railway. Anna and George packed up their family and moved halfway around the world.
George did such a good job on the Russian rail line it is still used today But before the massive project was finished, George contracted cholera and died in 1849. Anna and her boys returned to the United States.
Anna put down roots in Connecticut. James was admitted to West Point. But it wasn’t a good fit. Despite an indulgent attitude from his instructors, things finally came to a head when James failed chemistry and commandant Robert E. Lee was forced to expel him. As James was fond of saying later in life, “If silicon had been a gas rather than a solid I’d be a major general today.” He became a painter instead and moved to Europe, frequently bouncing back and forth between the Paris and London art scenes.
William went to medical school, became a doctor and settled in South Carolina. When the Civil War erupted he served as an assistant surgeon in the 1st South Carolina Infantry fighting in Lee’s army.
As a southern woman in the north with a son in Confederate service, life wasn’t easy for Anna. Friends and relatives suggested she go overseas until things blew over. Anna hadn’t seen James in years and missed him terribly. So she hopped on a steamer and headed to England.
Arriving in London, imagine the genteel southern belle’s shock at finding James immersed in the art world’s bohemian lifestyle. Free thinking, free love, freely hitting the bottle and other stimulants, the bohemians engaged in a whole lot of everything except going to church.
Anna overcame her horror, moved in with James and even brought a measure of discipline and respectability to his wildly disorganized life.
James was preparing to begin a new painting one day in 1871 when the model didn’t show up at his studio. In a pinch, he asked Anna if she would fill in. His mother agreed, and the result was …

That’s right, Anna was Anna McNeill Whistler. Her son was James McNeill Whistler. We know the painting as Whistler’s Mother, although its formal title is Arrangement In Grey and Black No. 1.
Ridiculed by some, beloved by many and known the world over, it remains on display in Paris’ Musee d’Orsay where tens of thousands of people see it every year.
Paintings come and go. But this one stands the test of time in its simplicity as a silent reminder of a mother’s love, made possible by a mom who missed her son enough to travel across an ocean to see him.
September 18, 2016 by admin.

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