Spring 2010

Dear Friends,

Now sings the tufted titmouse “peter peter peter” and the bluebird soars by carrying the sky on his back. The earth has tipped, the days extend, the ground is making worms again. The chickens can’t believe their luck, there’s treasures everywhere. The crows are calling back and forth across the fields. You have probably noticed roadkill never includes crows, though they spend plenty of time in the road. This is because they help each other out. When one is in the road, there’s always another one up a tree yelling, “Car! Car!”

The people are also cooperating and having fun in Brasstown. They are making beautiful objects everywhere, new tunes, gardens, poems and pies. New places to live and work: you have helped build a new student house, and put us well on the way to a New Forge at the Blacksmith Shop. There is good news and excitement here, optimism and progress. People tell me the recession focused their mind on meaningful values, and that the Folk School has become more valuable than ever. We teach the best things in the best ways, in the best facilities for the best teachers and the best students. It’s that simple. To be the best, we must be strong, which will require your help. I hope you will send a donation by return mail. We promise to think of you in Brasstown and wish you back.

I like seeing the lively old birds of my age finding their creativity at last, but it is a special thrill to watch young folks learning how cool the Folk School is. Young instructors who learned here are now among our best teachers. We are discussed in colleges amongst select groups of youth who know what’s up. We have second and third, even fourth generation local folkschoolers dancing around and learning. One recent Saturday night, a suave group of youths arrived at the Community Dance, sparkling in tuxes and sequined gowns, having decided they wanted to dress up, and the Folk School had a more fun dance than the high school formal. For one thing, they said, people dance at our dances. For another thing, there’s music. It’s a brave new concept in dancing. Will it catch on?

Robin Tucker danced here and visited some Fall Festivals and was moved to write me a letter:
“We bought some woodcarving tools, wood, and a book and I have begun learning. I really like the Campbell Folk School. I think your organization does a great job. I have been saving my allowance for several years and plan to donate one-third to charity. I am sending you a donation so you can continue your great work.” Robin is eight years old.

So, Robin’s in. I know we can count on you too.

Love from Brasstown,

Jan Davidson, Director