The Eisenhower Memorial and the planning process

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Reading the article “Gehry’s Changes to the Eisenhower Memorial Meet  with Further Resistance” from Architect Magazine written by Witold Rybczynski concerning the seemingly constant redesign of the Eisenhower Memorial in the District of Columbia, I was struck to two things.  First, to defend the Kansas landscape, a critical  remark attributed to no one, stated that the landscape  depicted on the 440 foot long tapestry panels could be Kazakhstan as well as Kansas (calling to mind the state Eisenhower was born in). Rep. Darrell Issa (R-Cal), an ex-officio member of the National Capital Planning Commission, the organization currently reviewing the project, stated that he’s “been in Kazakhstan, and he’s right.” Let me please be the first to remind everyone Kansas, as well as Kazakhstan, are both home to tallgrass prairie landscapes, which are unique biomes and are rare in the world. In fact, the rarity is so unique that the National Park Service commissioned the Tallgrass Prairie National Preserve (nps.gov, for more information) in Chase County, Kansas just 75 miles from Gen. Eisenhower’s birthplace in Abilene, Kansas. Kazakhstan lies in the Central region of the Eurasian Steppe, a vast grassland that extends from the Danube River to the Pacific Ocean. The Central portion (or Kazakh Steppe) is defined more accurately as the region between the Ural Mountains in Russia and Dzungaria in China. Instead of criticizing the fact that Kansas may not be distinguishable from Kazakhstan, why not bring awareness to the similarities of these two regions a world apart from each other. Our history in Kansas is tied to the western steppe region in southern Russia. Our ancestry, our traditions, and  our agriculture are all prairie-based and visitors to D.C. should be aware of that. Yes, we have trees and valleys, but Kansas is mostly prairie and that is what should be shown, as this is the landscape Gen. Eisenhower would be most familiar with from his childhood.

The second thing I became aware of the issues surrounding the planning process. While the author chose to focus on the perceived over-stepping of the planning committee’s boundary in the survey process, I take a broader exception to my perception that the boundaries may not be fully understood by the committee and that an ex-officio member of the committee needs to state the pragmatically obvious to those who are in charge. Concurrently, there seems to be a need for a moderator of the discussion to help keep the boundaries well defined and the conversations focused. Likewise, if there are concurrent questions of aesthetic, which apparently fall under the direction of the Commission of Fine Arts, and planning, why aren’t all voices in the room at the same time? Would this conversation be more beneficial to the designer if all comments were made in a comprehensive manner. Rep. Issa’s desire for pragmatism at this point would be more useful if all stakeholders and agencies were in the room, that way a clear, purposeful direction would be delivered to the designers and time, money, and patience in the process wouldn’t be wasted.

We finish.

We finish.

Natural Capital

During a recent flight from Chicago, my plane was flying over the vast, pale-yellow Flint Hills of Kansas when I overheard two gentlemen in front of me speaking rather alarmed about a fire below. I looked out the window and saw the long plume of smoke rising to momentarily surround our plane. A large area of blackened prairie trailed a long line of orange, snake-like flame.

“Are you seeing that smoke?” the first gentleman said.

“Yes,” said the second. “It must be a fire but I can’t see any buildings.”

Looking up from my iPad, I said, “We’re burning the prairie. It’s spring and time to start the new cycle of tallgrass for the cattle.”

They peppered me with questions about how big the fires were and how they were managed. Having grown up in the Great Plains, I never thought about how much people know about their own regions without knowing too much about others. I don’t know the idiosyncrasies of the Ohio River Valley or the complexities of agriculture in the San Joaquin Valley. But I do know about seasons in the Flint Hills of Kansas.

“We’ll finish cattle on that grass before they go to market,” I said.

“Finish?” one man asked.

“I mean that cattle will be trucked up from surrounding states and put out on the Flint Hills to gain their last bit of weight from the nutritious tallgrasses, giving them the best chance of higher prices in Kansas City and Chicago. Here in Kansas,” I said, “we finish what others started.”

We finish. What a true commentary on the work ethic of Great Plains people.