| From
the May/June 2006 issue of The Horn Book Magazine
The Writer’s
Page
Digging for Home
bY GEORGE ELLA LYON
suspect there aren’t many songs about writing picture books,
and certainly no others that compare it to mining coal. When I sang
“In the Picture Book Mine” for a friend, she laughed
and said, “I love how your mind works.” But truth to
tell, it was how the universe works that generated this
song.
It all started with the origins of Mama Is
a Miner, the fourth book Peter Catalanotto and I did together.
Peter and I had never met until after our first book, Cecil’s
Story, came out. It was Richard Jackson, our editor, who saw
a potential harmony between the words of a woman from the mountains
of Kentucky and the art of an Italian-American guy from Long Island.
Peter and I have been having a conversation ever since, and one
day Peter asked if I’d ever written anything about mining
coal. He knew I’d grown up in the coalfields of Harlan County,
so it was a reasonable question. “I’d like to paint
the inside of a coal mine,” he said.
I laughed. “It’s dark in there.”
“I know,” Peter said. “But the
reflections would be so interesting.”
As
a matter of fact, I told him, I had written two picture books about
mining, both rejected. Peter asked me to try again, and the (eventual)
result was the manuscript for Mama Is a Miner. Peter said
that to do the illustrations he had to go into a working coal mine.
I told him that was probably impossible because of insurance, but
he persisted. So I asked my mother, who isn’t a miner —
kids always ask — but works for the Harlan County Chamber
of Commerce, and she arranged for us to tour Dulcimer #7, owned
by New Horizons Coal in Harlan County. When we came out of the mine,
someone snapped the image you see here.
But even before the picture was developed, something
astonishing happened. When Peter got home, he called his mother
on Long Island. As he told her about the trip, she grew silent.
He asked what was wrong. “Peter,” she said. “My
mother was born in Harlan County. And her father, your great-grandfather,
was a coal miner there.”
Chills flowed over me when Peter called and shared
this news. “That’s why you wanted to paint a mine in
the first place,” I told him. “You didn’t know
your family history, but something in you remembered . . .
it’s just incredible.”
Further astonishment ensued when Peter told me
his grandmother’s last name, which was the same as that of
my childhood friend, Paula. It turns out that Peter and Paula are
second cousins, her grandfather being his great-grandfather’s
brother. All my life I’d been looking at a picture of Peter’s
ancestor at Paula’s house.
A week or so after this conversation, I contemplated
the photograph of Peter and me as we came out of Dulcimer #7. Now
I knew that his roots as well as mine were in that rugged ground,
and that the process of the book went a lot deeper than we had known
that day. Peter had said the “reflections” would be
interesting, and indeed they were. Mama Is a Miner ends with the
words digging for home, and that’s what his artistic imagination
had called him to do.
I looked at the photo and imagined us working in
the picture book mine. (Dick Jackson had been laboring there, too,
when he first put my words and Peter’s vision together.) Thus
this song.
Sheet
music for “In the Picture Book Mine” (PDF)
Hear
George Ella sing the song (MP3 — 2.5MB)
George
Ella Lyon’s most recent books are Weaving the Rainbow
and Sonny’s House of Spies (both Jackson/Atheneum).
No Dessert Forever!, her eighth collaboration with
Peter Catalanotto, will be out next fall. |
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