“Framing Colonization for Mormon Youth in the Juvenile Instructor“
One of my favorite things about doing art historical research is the moment when you realize that what looked like a simple image at first glance actually has a really fascinating story to tell. Sometimes even the most unassuming images will unfold a surprisingly rich vision of the past if you take a moment to consider them seriously. That’s the case for this engraving—a tiny little picture of a Native American man looking off a clifftop near a waterfall.
I wrote about this image for a volume titled American Contact: Objects of Intercultural Encounters and the Boundaries of Book History, which just came out from the University of Pennsylvania Press. The book’s contributors explore how printed publications have been at the nexus of intercultural encounters throughout the history of the Americas. My chapter takes up this theme in the context of nineteenth-century Utah.
The image was published in the very first edition of the Juvenile Instructor, the first children’s magazine published in the Intermountain West beginning in 1866. Although not initially an official publication of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, the magazine was nonetheless a quasi-Mormon production, with church leader George Q. Cannon as its editor. Its audience was almost exclusively Mormon children and their families living in the settlements established by Latter-day Saints beginning in the late 1840s.
If, at first glance, the image looks like a random illustration selected to accompany an article titled “Who are the Indians?” there’s good reason: lacking any capacity to create engraved plates for printing images, Cannon solicited printers back east and in Great Britain for inexpensive second-hand plates that he could use to give the Juvenile Instructor a little pep. Even in the 1860s, common sense suggested that a children’s publication without pictures wasn’t going to succeed.
Despite the fact that Cannon didn’t have much say in the illustration’s details, the image works with—and against—the text that it accompanies in striking ways that reveal the overlapping contexts that came together in encounters between the Juvenile Instructor’s audience and the people the image was meant to represent. In answering the question posed in the title, “Who are the Indians?”, the article recounts contemporaneous Latter-day Saints’ understanding of the Book of Mormon as a history documenting the peopling of America. The illustration Cannon used—a heroic, stoic, classicized Native warrior—aligns well with Mormonism’s unique version of the “noble savage” myth, situating ancient America within a grand biblical narrative. Yet the article’s description of contemporaneous Indigenous People departs markedly from that ostensibly-celebratory position, condemning Native Americans as “filthy, dark and degraded.”
In the tension between text and image, the Juvenile Instructor reproduced the conflicted approach to indigeneity experienced by Mormons of the era. Were Native People savage impediments to civilization, or were they remnants of an ancient biblical America awaiting redemption? That tension was never resolved in nineteenth-century Mormon theology, but, tragically, it was resolved in practice through the violent displacement and forced confinement of Utah’s Native Peoples. Ask your library to get a copy of American Contact if you’re interested in learning more. And the next time you come across a seemingly innocuous illustration, take a moment to look more carefully. The images that we take for granted often convey much more about the worlds in which they were created than we realize.
I am super thankful to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints for inviting me to tour the newly renovated Manti Temple, one of Mormonism’s most historic and beautiful buildings. I’ve been to the building before, but only outside, since LDS temples are generally not open to the public. Between the renovation and rededication, the church held a public open house, and it was amazing to get to finally go inside.
There are other temples that are older, temples that were the sites of more important historical events, and temples that are more architecturally significant, but what makes the Manti Temple so special is that its original layout—including three rooms with spectacular murals—have been preserved. All the other buildings of its era have been heavily renovated, and the murals were stripped from the two other nineteenth-century Utah temples that originally featured them. They were very nearly destroyed in Manti, as well, saved only after a massive public outcry encouraged the LDS Church to reconsider its plan to gut the temple and instead build a newer, more accessible temple nearby in Ephraim.
Seeing the murals in person was breathtaking. I respected the church’s request to not take photos, but this article in their newsroom has some great images if you’re interested. The “Creation Room” was painted by C.C.A. Christensen, a Danish immigrant who lived in Sanpete Valley (and is buried just up the highway in Ephraim). He wasn’t as well-known in nineteenth-century Utah outside his home region, but in the last fifty years, he has become the most beloved “pioneer” era painter among modern Latter-day Saints. His style lacks the polish of more academically trained artists of his day, but it would be hard to imagine a more earnest painter. His imaginative vision of the earth’s creation is striking—my favorite detail is the grey globe emerging out of a field of clouds on the left half of the front of the room. It reminds me a bit of the front panels of Hieronymus Bosch’s Garden of Earthly Delights.
It’s probably no surprise that the Garden of Eden in the next room in the Manti Temple, however, is nothing like Bosch’s. The style is nothing like Christensen’s either. Although he and Salt Lake City artist Danquart Weggeland painted murals in the next two rooms in the temple, the Garden Room and the World Room, they had deteriorated by the 1940s when the temple underwent an earlier restoration, so they were removed and replaced with new work. The mural in the Garden Room gets overlooked between the more famous examples on either side, but it is lovely work by a pair of underappreciated Mormon artists, Joseph Everett and Robert Shepherd. I like the pastel hues and blocky geometric forms in the Garden Room—seems like a mashup of Art Deco + hints of the golden age of American Illustration.
The most famous mural by far is in the third room, the World Room. It was painted by Minerva Teichert, a woman from Cokeville, Wyoming, with an incredible life story. She managed to get to New York to train at the Art Students League with Robert Henri, then headed back to small town Wyoming where she maintained a professional art practice at the same time as she raised a family and ran a farm.
Her vision for the World Room starts on the back wall with the separation of humanity at the Tower of Babel, then progresses along each of the side walls with a roughly-chronological procession of a wide variety of historical cultures all moving toward the front of the room, where a Native American figure with outstretched arms welcomes them to the culmination of history in the American New Jerusalem. The city at the top looks a lot like Salt Lake but also sort of like Manti—but it was actually not based on a specific location. Nonetheless, Teichert imagined the City of Zion very much in the model of the cities that her pioneer ancestors had helped to found in the West. Doris Dant’s article is a great reference on the mural if you’re interested in learning more. The mural reflects the perspectives of the era in which it was created, in its ethnically stereotyped figures that contemporary viewers will find outdated, and in its uncritical interpretation of Western colonization as the fulfilment of divinely-appointed destiny. As much as her art is beloved among LDS audiences today, the Manti Temple project was her only commission for an LDS temple. Many of her contemporaries found her freely-handled painterly style off-putting, and church leaders preferred a more commercial-feeling, slicker modern style to her expressive modernism.
It’s a shame that it came too late for her to enjoy during her lifetime, but in the last few decades, she has become one of the best recognized and most-collected Mormon artists ever. Even though it doesn’t have anywhere near the length of history as Christensen’s, it was the thought of losing Teichert’s mural that drove the grassroots effort to save the Manti Temple from a destructive renovation.
The other amazing thing about the Manti Temple is its location, which you don’t have to go inside to appreciate. Visiting the Salt Lake Temple and then going to like Manti is sort of like visiting St. Paul’s Cathedral in London and then going to Salisbury. Since it was finished in 1893, the Salt Lake Temple has gradually diminished as a part of the city’s skyline. It is an imposing building from directly below, but among twenty- to thirty-story office towers, it fails to make the same impression it did when first completed. Wikipedia says it’s currently the twenty-sixth tallest building in Salt Lake City, fyi. Manti, however, is still a small town in a remote high-desert valley without any other structure that even comes close to competing with the temple. Not only are its 180-foot towers vastly taller than any building in the area—its site along the top of a hill on the north end of the town makes it even more prominent. On the highway down from Ephraim, you can see it from miles away. It gives you a very clear feeling, I think, just how much it meant to the people who built it.
Public debates about contested monuments have mostly focused on whether monuments should be removed, but some communities have taken another approach: erecting new monuments that present a different viewpoint or provide context lacking in the original. The largest-scale example that I’ve encountered is in Pretoria. In the first half of the twentieth century, white South Africans descended from Dutch settlers erected a monument commemorating the overland migration their early-nineteenth-century ancestors made to escape British rule in the Cape Colony. The Voortrekker Monument, completed in 1949, is an enormous granite structure perched on a hilltop just south of Pretoria. I co-wrote two articles contextualizing it with monuments in the American West (one of which is available open access) if you’re interested in learning more. Not surprisingly, given the era in which it was designed, the Voortrekker Monument represents colonization as a positive good that brought civilization to a savage world, honoring nineteenth-century settlers in part to justify the racial order of twentieth-century South Africa.
After the end of Apartheid, South African leaders envisioned a new memorial site nearby, where, as Nelson Mandela described, “we shall honor with all the dignity they deserve, those who endured pain so we can experience the joy of freedom.” Opened in 2004, Freedom Park is a complex that pursues this goal through a series of memorials, a museum, and a library housing the Pan African Archives.
While the Voortrekker Monument sets out a vision of South African history connecting the nineteenth century to the twentieth, Freedom Park takes a much broader scope. The museum leads viewers on a carefully-directed narrative pathway through seven “epochs.” The first, “Earth,” combines geological exhibits, scientific perspectives on the region’s pre-history, and Indigenous creation stories. It continues through explorations of precolonial history, European contact, colonial rule, and the struggle against Apartheid—with a similarly wide-ranging combination of artifacts, scholarly exposition, and Indigenous knowledge in each successive section. It doesn’t feel like a typical history museum—the experience is so narrative-driven that it seems almost like walking through a drama that unfolds as you progress.
The museum is just one part of a much larger complex. A short walk up the hillside takes you to a series of memorial spaces. Some, like the “Wall of Names” listing South Africans killed in conflict, fit clearly within a contemporary Euro-American language of historical commemoration.
Yet the memorial spaces are constructed of vast flowing walls of stacked stone, referencing Great Zimbabwe and other precolonial African sites, a dramatic contrast to the Voortrekker Monument’s classically-inspired design.
Others elements are entirely based on Indigenous perspectives, especially the “Isivivane,” named for the isiZulu word for a stone cairn marking a burial site or a place of spiritual potency.
Freedom Park’s Isivivane is a circle of stone pavers surrounded by nine monoliths brought from each of South Africa’s provinces. The Isivivane serves both as a symbol of union and, as the park describes, “ a place where the spirits of those who have fallen in the struggle for freedom over time can come home to rest.” Viewers are asked to follow traditional practice in their experience of this part of the complex by removing their shoes as a sign of reverence.
One of the most notable distinctions between the Voortrekker Monument and Freedom Park is the rhetorical strategy that each employs in its representation of history. While the Voortrekker Monument uses narrative visual art throughout as a means of conveying its vision, representational imagery is notably absent from the memorial spaces at Freedom Park. Instead, the park relies on natural metaphors to create meaning. For example, the largest section of the memorial, the “S’khumbuto” (a “place of remembrance” in iSwati) directs visitors through a series of pathways leading past the Wall of Names and up to an amphitheater and “Sanctuary” at the top of a hill.
From the steps of the amphitheater or from the interior of the Sanctuary (an empty enclosed space designed for contemplation), visitors can look out over a pool with numerous bubbling fountain jets. Under the overhang of the Sanctuary is a circular platform emerging from the pool, housing the “Eternal Flame,” commemorating victims of conflict whose names have been lost to history. The S’khumbuto communicates almost exclusively through form and material. Viewers need a bit of introduction (whether from guides or texts) in order to understand the concept—but all it takes is a basic outline of the memorial’s intent to start to feel the significance of the space through the language of natural elements. The gently moving water, for example, readily evokes the sense of healing, purification, and reconciliation animating the memorial. There are a few symbolic elements, I believe—like the tripartite swooping forms on the inner wall of the Sanctuary, and the “wheel” shapes in the pavement alongside the pool—I didn’t see any explanation of their origin or significance, but not knowing didn’t diminish my experience (if anyone does know, though, please tell me!).
While the Voortrekker Monument tells its story primarily through narrative sculpture, it marshals the elements to reinforce one aspect of its message in a very dramatic fashion. The Voortrekkers attributed their military victory against a Zulu army on December 16, 1838, to divine intervention, and their descendants have celebrated that day as a national holiday. The monument is designed so that on December 16, a ray of light shines directly through the oculus at the top of the structure, through a circular opening in the main floor, and onto a cenotaph in the lowest level, symbolizing the divine support the Voortrekkers believed they experienced. It’s a radically different approach to using nature as a memorial medium. Unlike the open-ended contemplation that Freedom Park aims to foster, the Voortrekker Monument uses nature as a ploy in reinforcing a clearly-defined narrative.
Freedom Park is a memorial that is also, in part, a critique of memorialization. In subverting expectations about what a monument should constitute and what experiences it should facilitate, Freedom Park’s memorial spaces ask whether a different approach to meaning-making could better align with the cultural context and the values of its community. It is not the first memorial to explore new forms of visual and phenomenological rhetoric—indeed it openly references previous examples, as in its reliance on the Vietnam Veterans Memorial as a model for the Wall of Names. Unlike Western examples, though, Freedom Park’s critique of monumentality operates in a Postcolonial framework, seeking a new mode of commemoration that subverts colonial ideologies while engaging Indigenous perspectives on remembrance. In addition, Freedom Park stands out because it carries out its critique not as an independent vision, but in direct dialogue with (and against) the Voortrekker Monument—an archetypal emblem of traditional Western monumentality in the service of colonialism.
I’ve been intrigued by an aspirational phrase I keep coming across in my research. For half a century, folks with an interest in Latter-day Saint art have been awaiting what they describe as a “Mormon Michelangelo.” The concept references a 1967 speech by Spencer W. Kimball, then a member of the LDS Church’s Quorum of Twelve Apostles who would go on to become the church’s twelfth president in 1973. He delivered the address, “Education for Eternity,” to the faculty of Brigham Young University, and a decade later, he repurposed the last section of the speech for an article in the church’s Ensign magazine in 1977 titled “The Gospel Vision of the Arts.” As one of the most extensive discussions of art by a leading authority of the church, it had an outsized impact on Mormon artists. It has been quoted by numerous creators, theorists, and critics within the Latter-day Saint tradition; as recently as 2017, the Mormon Arts Center (now the Center for Latter-day Saint Arts) took Kimball’s remarks as the starting point for a book of essays by fifteen LDS artists and scholars.
Kimball never used the exact phrasing “Mormon Michelangelo,” but the concept captures the essence of his argument: if people outside the “restored gospel” have succeeded in creating works of great beauty and meaning, Latter-day Saints should be able to go even further, bringing the light of restored truth and moral living to their creative pursuits. Kimball wasn’t just focused on the visual arts—he listed, in addition to Michelangelo, more than twenty examples including composers and performers, writers, playwrights, and others whose work was exceptional, but could nonetheless be surpassed, he believed, by committed Latter-day Saints. “Take a da Vinci or a Michelangelo or a Shakespeare,” he argued, “give him a total knowledge of the plan of salvation of God and personal revelation and cleanse him, and then take a look at the statues he will carve and the murals he will paint and the masterpieces he will produce.”
Why Michelangelo?
I want to explore an aspect of this discourse that has largely gone unaddressed. Why Michelangelo? I admit that what initially intrigued me about the idea of a “Mormon Michelangelo” was that it seemed like an absurd oxymoron. I know something about Michelangelo, and I know something about the artistic patronage of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in the second half of the twentieth century, and I can attest that there is zero chance that either would have had any interest in working with the other. Michelangelo created complex, divisive work that pushed contemporary audiences beyond the comfortable realm of what was then accepted as traditional. His unwillingness to compromise his personal vision legendarily frustrated more than one religious leader. Yet “innovative,” “challenging,” and “individualistic” are not terms that I would associate with the visual culture of mid-twentieth-century Mormonism, when church-sponsored art tended toward illustrational representations in traditional modes, carefully directed by the institution through intensive editorial oversight.
The concept of a “Mormon Michelangelo” has nonetheless retained salience among Kimball’s audience. One path toward understanding why and what’s at stake is to step outside the discourse that has explored the topic so far by “queering” the conversation. I’m using the term in both the broad sense of “reorienting” the scholarly focus from an oblique perspective (see Sara Ahmed’s conception of queer phenomenology), but also in the specific sense of focusing on the dynamics of sexuality. Following the playfully contrarian approach of queer studies, I read Kimball against the grain. Plenty of other observers have investigated the nuances of his language as it offers advice for Mormon artists, but I’m curious about the unspoken context that didn’t make it into the speech—but that might nonetheless offer surprising insight about what art meant to Latter-day Saints in the mid-twentieth century.
Fame as a Virtue
To restate my central question: why celebrate Michelangelo when the artist’s work was antithetical to the kind of art that the church was patronizing at the time? Michelangelo wasn’t the only artist that Kimball mentioned—he also included Leonardo, Raphael, Rembrandt, and the Danish sculptor Bertel Thorvaldsen in his list of luminaries—but he devoted more attention to Michelangelo than any of the others, listing several of his works by name and referring to him twice as an iconic example later in his text.
I suspect Kimball thought of Michelangelo as the single most famous artist in history, in part owing to his experience a few years prior at the New York World’s Fair, where the LDS Church had invested in a pavilion. One of the key attractions at the fair was Michelangelo’s Pietà, lent by the Vatican in an exceptionally rare opportunity to see one of the artist’s signature works in the United States. But Michelangelo’s fame was not incidental to Kimball’s argument—fame, in fact, was the primary virtue that Kimball identified as defining greatness in a work of art. Considering the impact that his remarks had on Mormon artists, it’s surprising to realize how little guidance Kimball’s speech offers about the aesthetic or conceptual challenges that great art might aspire to address. Kimball described artworks and performances as exhibiting beauty, power, and greatness, but never explained what any of those terms constitute, how they intersect with purity or godliness from a Mormon perspective, or how exactly a knowledge of the “restored gospel” could propel artists to greater heights. He offered some suggestions for uniquely Mormon subjects—a cantata about Christ’s visit to the Nephites to rival Handel’s Messiah, for example—but he limited any discussion of a theology of aesthetics mostly to generalized platitudes.
One constant in his description of artistic excellence, however, is the assertion that great art achieves renown. His vision, as he described in “The Gospel Vision of the Arts,” was not of artworks, but artists. Rather than seeing the potential for works of great beauty or meaning, he saw Latter-day Saints competing with the world’s “brilliant stars” in all creative disciplines, “greatly increasing their already strong positions of excellence till the eyes of all the world will be upon us.” He quoted John Taylor, a church leader from the previous century, declaring that Latter-day Saints would “become the praise and glory of the whole earth, so that kings hearing of her fame will come and gaze upon her glory.” In his list of artists and performers, he focused more on the accolades they had achieved than on the specifics of what made their work praiseworthy. He commended Michelangelo’s Sistine Chapel, for example, not for its ennobling vision of the connection between humanity and deity, its incisive visual exposition of scripture, nor its expressive use of color, line, and form, but simply because it “is said to be the most important piece of mural painting of the modern world.”
Partly, no doubt, this is because Kimball’s professional expertise was in banking and insurance, not art criticism. But that is not to suggest that Kimball was overlooking the “gospel vision” as he considered the power of art. To the contrary, his emphasis on public acceptance and cultural impact resonates with a central aim of Latter-day Saint art since the early history of the church. As I explore in Mormon Visual Culture and the American West, Latter-day Saints had already been promoting their accomplishments in the fine arts for more than a century as evidence of their respectability and social-fitness within the American republic. In an era when polygamous Mormons were castigated as barbaric sensualists who threatened American civility, Latter-day Saints showcased their achievements in visual art, music, theater, and other cultural arenas as powerful counter-arguments. Although this discourse had mellowed by the mid-twentieth century, Latter-day Saints still faced hostility from religious critics who asserted that Mormonism was incompatible with Christianity. Additionally, Latter-day Saints in the mid-1960s were facing a new wave of public objection to their social practices, this time focused on their entrenched racial discrimination. The decade between the two published versions of Kimball’s speech, in fact, bracketed the most contentious period in this struggle—Kimball ended the church’s prohibition on priesthood ordination and temple worship for Black members the year following “The Gospel Vision of the Arts”’ publication in the Ensign.
This context helps elucidate the theological perspective underlying Kimball’s focus on fame as a measure of greatness. The existence of Mormon artists of renown would testify of the truth of the restoration while advancing the cause of the gospel by uplifting Latter-day Saints in the eyes of the world. Success in elevated cultural arenas would help Latter-day Saints counter critics who saw them as backward, regressive, or deviant, whether from conservative religious positions or progressive social standpoints. From Kimball’s perspective, the irony involved in squaring Michelangelo’s contentious, passionate, and supremely individual art with the LDS Church’s demand for anodyne, institutionally-vetted images was irrelevant. The “Mormon Michelangelo” needn’t make art that had any connection to Michelangelo at all so long as they succeeded in achieving universal recognition and enhancing the Mormon public image.
Artists and Perverts
While accomplishing renown was one essential characteristic for a Mormon Michelangelo in Kimball’s vision, he also asserted that they must be morally “clean.” That would give them an advantage over many historical artists, who, he noted, were said to be “perverts or moral degenerates.” If morally impure people could make great art, “what could be the result if discovery were made of equal talent in men who were clean and free from the vices and thus entitled to revelations?” Even in his litany of creators worthy of emulating, Kimball interjected critical observations when he had reason to doubt an artist’s moral probity. He hoped that a composer might emerge from Brigham Young University who would be the equal of Wagner, but “less eccentric and more spiritual.” Tempering his observation of Rembrandt’s brilliant originality, he noted that “his morals have also been subject to criticism.”
Kimball also offered a critical take on Michelangelo. Although he devoted more attention to him than any other visual artist, even quoting him twice to demonstrate his commitment to “hard work and patience and long-suffering,” he also saw Michelangelo as starkly outside his own religious world. He quoted Habakkuk to capture his sense of awe that someone so far from the gospel (as he understood it) could be capable of creating such magnificence: “behold ye among the heathen, and regard, and wonder marvelously: for I will work a work in your days, which ye will not believe, though it be told you.” It’s one thing to be called a “gentile” from a Mormon perspective, but “heathen” seems a bit overstated. Certainly, Michelangelo would have been shocked to see himself considered such if we consider the depth of his conviction to Christianity as revealed through his art and poetry.
Perhaps Michelangelo’s Catholicism made him enough of an “other” to put him in the category of “heathen” from Kimball’s perspective? Kimball added several additional points of criticism that hint at his recognition of another kind of difference. “Could we not find an embodied talent” like Michelangelo, he asked, “but with a soul that was free from immorality and sensuality and intolerance?” Those three accusations seem carefully considered. The last point might be the most obscure. How was Michelangelo “intolerant”? I suspect Kimball did not intend the term to express its common contemporary connotation of “bigoted” or “prejudicial,” but was alluding instead to the artist’s famous unwillingness to accept criticism or accede to the needs or desires of others. “Sensuality” seems clearer: surely Kimball couldn’t imagine an artist with a true “gospel vision” focusing so intently on the idealized nude as a subject.
“Immorality,” though. At first glance, one might assume that this meant the same thing as “sensuality”—that the nudity pervading Michelangelo’s work could stir embodied passions in a manner that might elicit sexual desire. I think there is a meaningful difference between the two terms in Kimball’s perspective, however. His criticism of Michelangelo as “immoral” suggests a fault not in the artist’s work, but in his life. The other artist that Kimball described as “immoral,” Rembrandt, is not nearly as associated with the nude as a subject. Instead, the “immorality” that bothered Kimball is evident in biographical accounts detailing Rembrandt’s complicated relationships, marital and otherwise, which even provoked an embarrassing legal proceeding during the artist’s lifetime.
The immorality for which Kimball criticized Michelangelo is less clearly defined in the artist’s biography, but reflects a commonly-assumed aspect of his character, even in Kimball’s era. People have speculated about Michelangelo’s sexuality since his own lifetime. The artist told his biographer that despite rumors and accusations, his interest in the male body was based solely on an appreciation of beauty, not sexuality. Yet the details of his biography, correspondence, visual art and poetry seemed—even to his contemporaries—to suggest something more. Following his death, his oeuvre was “whitewashed,” as James Saslow has described, especially when his nephew published an edition of his poetry, changing numerous gender pronouns to obscure the homoeroticism obvious in the originals. I am careful to remind my classes that even though it is tempting for us to make assumptions based on the modern categories we use to understand sexuality in the present, doing so can lead to misunderstanding since those categories did not exist in the past. Anyone who is interested in learning more about how Michelangelo experienced sexuality and how that experience shaped his art should look into the voluminous scholarship on that topic—Saslow’s work is a great place to start—but I will set those questions aside in exploring what Spencer W. Kimball may have thought.
It would surprise me if Kimball had delved into this topic in any detail, but I think it is very likely that he had come across references suggesting that Michelangelo was attracted to men. It might be surprising to learn that public awareness of this issue isn’t at all new, but started building as early as the mid-nineteenth century, largely through the work of John Addington Symonds. In 1878, he published a new translation of Michelangelo’s poetry that restored the original gender pronouns. His 1893 biography of Michelangelo was circumspect about Michelangelo’s sexuality, reflecting the Victorian-era public morality of his readers, but it still hinted quite explicitly, for the period, asserting that the artist was “obeying some deep instinct of his nature” as he represented female figures with bodies “scarcely distinguishable from the adolescent male.” Michelangelo’s images of women lack conviction, Symonds claimed, because “Michelangelo never loved, nor admired, nor yielded to the female sex.” Symond’s motive was not to slander Michelangelo, but to elevate the idea of love between men as an integral part of human experience with a long and sometimes even illustrious history in Western culture. His work was instrumental in inventing the concept of “homosexuality” near the turn of the century, contributing to the emerging corpus of scholarship that sought to define homosexuality as an identity while arguing for decriminalization and destigmatization. Continuing throughout the twentieth century, proponents of this perspective claimed Michelangelo as an example of an illustrious and accomplished homosexual.
How would Spencer W. Kimball have come across any of this? Possibly directly from Symonds, whose Life of Michelangelo is cited in the published version of his 1967 speech. Even more likely, he was familiar with the perspective from his engagement with literature about homosexuality. As Gregory Prince has described, one of Kimball’s assignments as an apostle beginning in 1947 was to “review cases of fornication, adultery, or homosexuality” that came before church leadership—in 1959 he was assigned, along with Mark E. Peterson, to “counsel homosexuals.” Kimball not only counseled in private, but published publicly, categorically denouncing the practice or acceptance of homosexuality in a book titled The Miracle of Forgiveness and in a series of pamphlets. In his research for counseling and writing, Kimball would very likely have come across references to Michelangelo’s alleged homosexuality. The artist was named in numerous volumes published in the era—claimed as a positive example by gay rights activists, “rescued” by apologists who asserted his heterosexuality, referenced by psychologists and psychoanalysts from a variety of perspectives about sexuality, and even occasionally denounced as an immoral influence by homophobes.
My guess is that Kimball would have been skeptical of claims about Michelangelo’s homosexuality. He continually denounced anyone who promoted acceptance or even tolerance—and it seems likely that he would have interpreted their claim to the artist as a ploy for normalizing what he considered sexual deviance. The intensity of Kimball’s revulsion toward same-sex love makes me doubt that he would have included Michelangelo as a positive example in “Education for Eternity” if he were convinced he was truly homosexual in the modern sense, even with the caveats about immorality and sensuality. Yet the language Kimball employed suggests he may have at least considered the possibility and taken such claims seriously. The wording in his note that “it has been said that many of the great artists were perverts or moral degenerates” is significant: in his other writings, Kimball used the term “pervert” primarily as a synonym for “homosexual.” In The Miracle of Forgiveness, for example, he employed the terms “pervert” and “perversion” almost exclusively as references to gay men. Beyond his awareness of Michelangelo’s contested sexuality, his warning about “pervert” artists might reflect the commonplace suspicion in the era that art was an especially attractive field for homosexuals, perhaps most famously expressed in the painter Thomas Hart Benton’s homophobic assessment of midcentury American art. Although creative genius was associated almost entirely with men (as Jana Reiss notes in her essay in “The Kimball Challenge at Fifty,” Kimball only named five women—no artists, one scientist, and four musicians, all performers rather than composers), the emotionally expressive aspect of artmaking did not accord with popular conceptions of masculinity in postwar America. Although it’s impossible to precisely excavate Kimball’s perspective, something about Michelangelo struck him as “queer.” Even though he did not directly question Michelangelo’s sexuality in his text, his assertion of the artist’s “immorality” and “sensuality” in the context of his wider warning about “pervert” artists ensure that we interpret his criticism of Michelangelo through the lens of sexuality. For Kimball, Michelangelo’s apparent queerness (no matter how vaguely defined) held him back from creating masterpieces on an even greater level that he might have had he been “cleansed.” There would be nothing queer about the Mormon Michelangelo in Kimball’s vision.
In Kimball’s description, the Mormon Michelangelo will exhibit two essential characteristics, one very much like the original Michelangelo and the other very different. Like the original, they will achieve world-wide renown. Their art will fulfill John Taylor’s prophecy by propelling “Zion to become the praise and glory of the whole earth…” Simultaneously, however, they will be emphatically not-queer—cleansed from eccentricity, immorality, and sensuality. I find myself wondering, though, if Michelangelo’s queerness was not an obstacle, but an essential element in the lasting impact of his art? Even if it is impossible for us to fully understand Michelangelo’s inner experience or to know exactly how he navigated the sexual and religious worlds in which he lived, could it be that his oblique perspective gave him insight he could not have arrived at otherwise? Maybe his challenge in confronting the tension between the ideal world projected by his faith and the world as he actually experienced it gave him a voice that was much more profound and broader-reaching than the clear-cut moral directives of a self-assured institution.
Kimball’s desire for a Mormon artist who was at once entirely exceptional and completely normal seems fitting for the era in which he lived, when Latter-day Saints struggled to balance their desire for acceptance with their yearning for transcendence. Mormons had fought for decades to frame themselves as ordinary Americans—had they, in the process, as some Latter-day Saints feared, given up the distinctive practices and beliefs that had set them apart from the world? This was an especially urgent question as Latter-day Saints debated how their church would respond to the civil rights movement and other social questions that would impact their alignment with broader American culture. As a model for aspiring Mormon artists, Kimball’s vision of a Mormon Michelangelo offers a potentially frustrating paradox. But queering the conversation to explore that paradox illuminates how Latter-day Saints understood art through the complex social tensions animating the world of mid-twentieth century Mormonism.
“Black Pioneers: Legacy in the American West,” a traveling exhibition at the Booth Western Art Museum in Cedartown, Georgia, features artworks by the Women of Color Quilters Network showcasing the lives of African Americans who settled in the West. Quilters chose individuals, organizations, or communities to highlight in each of their pieces, spanning a wide geographical and chronological range. It’s a great show celebrating the lives of amazing people who worked against incredible odds to achieve remarkable things.
I was grateful to be introduced to quite a few figures who had been left out of the histories that I have read—but I was especially delighted to recognize three individuals who made an impact on the world that I study.
Peggie Hartwell chose Jane Manning James for the subject of her quilt, Portrait of Faith. She emphasized James’s untiring determination, framed by footmarks reminding us of the 800 miles that she and her family walked by foot on their journey to Utah, miles that took such a toll that “you could see the whole print of our feet with blood on the ground.” I think it’s also a fitting portrait of Jane Manning James’ determination in her later life, when she refused to passively accept her church’s racist treatment, a story of incredible perseverance that you should read about in Quincy Newell’s recent biography.
Earamichia Brown’s quilt, He is Able, tells Elijah Abel’s life story through photographs, documents, maps, and newspaper clippings. Brown’s use of cyanotype blue and parchment brown suggests the struggle to understand Abel’s life through the lens of history. Although ordained to the priesthood by Mormonism’s founder, Joseph Smith, Abel was written out of the church’s history in the early 20th century to justify the racist perspectives of members and leaders. I love how the image bursts into color in the center: at the heart of all the cold, historical records was a living, vibrant, full-spectrum human.
Michelle Flamer chose a subject who should be much better known in Utah than she is. Biddy’s Walk to Freedom depicts Bridget “Biddy” Mason, who was born into slavery in Georgia and “sold” to Robert Smith in Mississippi. Smith converted to Mormonism and brought the people he enslaved to Utah in 1848. Slavery was accepted in Utah at the time, but Smith moved on with other Mormon settlers to San Bernardino, California, where slavery was unlawful. Smith flouted the law by keeping Mason illegally enslaved. When he left the Mormon church in 1855 and planned to move to Texas, a slave state where she could be sold and again separated from her family, Biddy Mason worked in secret to find an ally who filed a court motion protesting her continued enslavement. As a result, she and all of the other enslaved people in Smith’s household were freed. Flamer’s portrait shows Mason holding her hands out with the chain at her wrist broken—the outline of her hands and the broken chain forming a heart as a reminder of Mason’s triumphant power within.
Living in a world where we’re surrounded by images all the time, it can come as a surprise to see that publications were often sparsely illustrated in the era before modern printing processes. That’s not to say that there weren’t plenty of published images circulating even in remote parts of America—one of the things that surprised me most while writing Mormon Visual Culture and the American West was realizing that nineteenth-century Utahns had access to a surprising abundance of art. But looking at a newspaper from early Utah is a stark reminder that images weren’t nearly as ubiquitous as we’re accustomed to today. If you picked up a newspaper in Utah before the 1890s, there’s a very good chance that the only images would be advertisements.
The first newspapers in the territory started without any images at all. Utah’s oldest paper, the Deseret News, went almost entirely unillustrated for years. Publishing a paper at all took enormous effort—the press and type had been purchased in Boston, shipped to Winter Quarters, Nebraska, and then hauled by ox cart to the Salt Lake Valley in 1849. From the paper’s first issue in 1850, it took nearly fifty years before illustrations of the news began regularly appearing on the front page. Near the end of the nineteenth century, halftone printing technology allowed periodicals to easily reproduce images through a photographic process. Before halftones, newspapers had to commission artists to make wood or metal engravings, requiring more time and expense, so illustrations of news events were a luxury.
Yet that didn’t mean that newspapers were nothing but text, even in territorial Utah. The vast majority of images weren’t news illustrations, though, but advertisements. Local publishers might not have been able to afford to commission many engravings, but they were being sent engraved printing plates all the time from advertisers. The Deseret News’ headlines for September 14, 1881 were about escaped prisoners, the death of President John Taylor’s son, and the construction of the Jordan and Salt Lake City Canal, but the image on the front page was an ad for “absolutely pure” Royal Baking Powder of New York (“Can be eaten by Dyspeptics without fear of the ills resulting from heavy indigestible foods”!)
Utah was part of a surprisingly active national marketing network. Especially after the advent of the railroad, firms based in major cities on both coasts and the Midwest promoted products that Utahns could purchase at local retailers or through mail. Although they might seem insignificant, they actually offer some fascinating historical insights, revealing what life was like in the era through the products that people consumed. Not surprisingly, given that the majority of nineteenth-century Utahns worked in agriculture, farm implements were among the most commonly advertised products, ranging from obvious essentials like plows, to heavier infrastructure like windmills, both of which were advertised in the Deseret News on Feb. 21, 1871.
Most of these advertisers employed straightforward images of their products at use, but some created more sophisticated images to appeal to prospective buyers. The Monitor Cooking Stove Corporation, for example, set the title of their firm within a finely detailed woodcut illustrating the company’s namesake—the famed Union “ironclad.”
Another popular category of products were cosmetics, toiletries, and medications—small items that could easily ship through the mail. Beyond the horrifying thoughts of exactly what was in Dr. B. F. Sherman’s Prickly Ash Bitters, these sorts of ads provide important evidence about aspects of the domestic realm that have often been overlooked, while reminding us that women were important readers and consumers in the era despite their lack of visibility in the historical record.
Initially, national firms had the advantage when it came to illustrated advertisements since they had better access to engravers and more funding for stylish marketing campaigns. Some local businesses tried to compete by publishing cleverly composed advertisements that create visual interest solely through the arrangement of type, like ZCMI’s 1884 ad for household textiles and wallpapers, which employs a variety of typefaces, strategic framing, and even playful backward text to stand out visually from the surrounding newspaper copy (ZCMI was the LDS Church-owned Zion’s Cooperative Mercantile Institution).
Some local businesses invested in engraved plates for advertising, like Dinwoody Furniture, which likely sent a photograph of their building to an eastern engraving firm as the basis of the image they used in advertisements in the mid 1880s. By the turn of the century, halftone imaging made it vastly easier and less expensive for local businesses to create their own advertising imagery, which, as a 1903 ad for DeBouzek Engraving reveals, they could even have done locally in Salt Lake City.
Occasionally, advertisements were in tension with the editorial stance of the periodicals they supported. While Brigham Young was chiding Latter-day Saint women for purchasing ready-made clothing from the east—depleting the territory’s currency reserves in order to feed their vanity, as he saw it—Utah newspapers were advertising clothing in the latest fashions available for mail order from New York. My favorite example of this kind of disjuncture comes from the Juvenile Instructor, a quasi-Church children’s magazine published by George Q. Cannon. In an 1896 editorial, “Bicycle Riding,” Cannon relayed a conversation he had with “leading officers of the Church concerning the sin of fornication,” in which Church leaders agreed that one of the primary causes was “the intimacy which had grown up among young people of both sexes in bicycle riding.” Girls, in particular, he believed were susceptible to the vices introduced by bicycle riding: “Girls may be thrown into society by riding bicycles that they would not meet with under other circumstances, and would perhaps shun if it were in the ordinary intercourse of society.” While Cannon recognized the practical and physical benefits of biking, he was still adamant that “parents and guardians should exercise the greatest of care in allowing their daughters or those in their charge to go out riding on bicycles unless properly attended.”
An advertisement in the very same issue seemed to offer a different perspective, promoting the “Ladies’ Rambler, Model D” bicycle with the enticing heading, “Do You Want a Bicycle? LOOK AT THIS”
Beyond offering a humorous example of the competing viewpoints expressed in Latter-day Saint publications, the ad makes explicit a fundamental quality that helps explain the power of illustrated advertising. In inviting readers to “look at this,” the advertisement encourages us to indulge the sensory stimulus of vision as we engage a different kind of looking than we had been employing while reading the text, allowing ourselves to imagine the bicycle as a physical, tactile object. The engraved bicycle attracts our attention not only because it stands out from the text that fills most of the publication, but because it elicits desire through the sensory stimulation activated by visual representation.
Even if their original intent was simply to motivate consumption, advertisements offer surprisingly rich insight about the past. They give us a visual record of people’s needs, desires, and aspirations, sometimes in accordance with the institutional voices that directed their world, and sometimes in defiance of those voices. In studying the visual culture of historical media, it’s tempting to skip past the ads to get to the “important” illustrations, but paying attention to advertising can yield surprising insight.
In researching the Latter-day Saint figures and events Lee Greene Richards painted in the murals for the Utah State Capitol in the 1930s, I was surprised to learn that just a couple years later, another state unveiled a mural project in its capitol that included an image from Mormon history: Missouri. It’s a very different context. Rather than celebrating Mormon contributions to settlement, like Utah’s, Thomas Hart Benton’s murals at the Missouri Capitol reference the violent displacement of Mormon settlers from Missouri in the late 1830s. Also unlike Richards’ murals, which were received with widespread acclaim, Benton’s sparked a major uproar.
Benton was commissioned to fill the House Lounge in the Missouri State Capitol with murals representing the history of the state. He titled his work “A Social History of the State of Missouri.” One of the leading “Regionalist” painters, Benton believed that the authentic character of a people was expressed in their traditions, folklore, and social interactions. To represent his subject honestly and with integrity, Benton believed that he couldn’t shy away from darker aspects of his home-state’s past. In addition to the typical scenes of pioneering farmers, railroad builders, political events, religious gatherings, and local heroes, he also represented the dispossession of Native Americans, the brutality of slavery, and the exploits of outlaws and criminals.
A small section on one of the walls represents the conflict between Latter-day Saints and other Missourians in the late 1830s, culminating in Governor Lilburn Boggs’ order that Mormons “must be exterminated or driven from the state if necessary for the public peace,” resulting in the forced displacement of approximately eight thousand Latter-day Saints. Rather than depicting a specific historical moment, Benton represented a generic scene of mob violence. A man and a woman look back in horror as they flee, watching a woman rushing out from a burning homestead, a black cloud billowing overhead. To their right, one mob member restrains a Mormon man, stripped naked, while two others cover him in tar and feathers. Benton doesn’t seem to have had a particular interest in Mormonism, however the centennial of Latter-day Saint settlement may have influenced his decision to include the scene in the mural. He may or may not have been familiar with the limited role that his great uncle and namesake had played in the Mormon conflict as one of Missouri’s US Senators (the older Benton avoided entangling himself by largely ignoring Latter-day Saint pleas for protection).
Benton’s mural pairs scenes of religious and racial persecution. A mirrored panel across a doorway shows early lead miners whipping enslaved workers, while on the left margin of the panel showing Mormon persecution, a well-dressed white couple greets a barefoot and shirtless African American. Benton’s intent has been debated, but it seems likely to represent a counterpoint to the intolerance and violence of the surrounding scenes, suggesting that not all historical Missourians were devoid of compassion. The scene may also suggest the irony, from Benton’s perspective, that early nineteenth-century Missourians would persecute fellow white settlers. These and other scenes showing heartless people using unjust power to oppress minority populations reflect Benton’s populist politics. Matthew Baigell argued in “The Missouri Murals: Another Look at Benton” (Art Journal, Summer, 1977) that the mural cycle makes “a serious indictment of the effects of unbridled individualism and predatory capitalism on the American people.”
Immediately after their unveiling, Benton’s murals elicited controversy. The problem stemmed less from the specifics of Benton’s political views, and more from his decision to represent unseemly and tragic events of the state’s past. A number of critics, including several influential legislators, felt that a more appropriate perspective for a public building would convey a positive message of triumph and progress. Others praised Benton for not shying away from the darker aspects of the state’s history. The argument became fairly heated in newspaper editorials and even on the floor of the Missouri House of Representatives. When a House member offered a resolution to provide brass rails to protect the murals from visitors, another representative proposed whitewashing over them instead. In the ensuing debate, yet another referred to Benton’s work as “manurials” (as reported in the Kirksville Daily Express, March 16, 1937). The Sikeston Herald offered a particularly colorful take, claiming that to say that the murals “had as much place in Missouri’s State capitol—one of the finest and most beautiful buildings in America—as does a pig in a parlor, would be to insult the pig.” (Mar 9, 1939).
Another aspect of Benton’s work also elicited criticism. Although he claimed to be an adamant opponent of racism, Benton’s representations of non-white people often reflect stereotypes of the era. Before he had completed the Missouri Capitol murals, another white artist wrote in 1935 that Benton’s “gross caricatures” of African Americans undercut his stated intent, working instead as anti-Black propaganda (Stuart Davis in Art Front, Feb., 1935). Some African American Missourians also expressed concern, even arranging a meeting with Governor Guy Park to protest the representation of brutality against enslaved people. Park, apparently seeing the image only as a representation of historical injustice, told the group that the image did not reflect poorly on their community (Mexico, MO Daily Intelligencer, Aug. 12, 1936). Benton’s representations of anti-Black violence are still shocking in the twenty-first century. While the Missouri Capitol murals have been the subject of limited debate, Benton’s depiction of a Ku Klux Klan rally in a mural at Indiana University has sparked significant discussion. Benton despised the organization and meant the mural to celebrate the Indiana press’s successful efforts to dismantle its power in the state in the 1920s, but since nothing in the mural clearly expresses that context, the image is understandably disturbing to many contemporary viewers.
Benton’s depiction of Latter-day Saints in the Missouri Capitol mural seems not to have drawn much attention. The scene was noted by a number of critics, but only as an example of the various negative aspects of the state’s history that they would have preferred he omit. Nor does Benton seem to have been interested in the subject beyond its broad historical contours—the image is fairly sparse and lacks any details that would tie it to specific historical figures or events. I haven’t found any indication of what Latter-day Saints in Missouri might have felt about the mural. Several Utah newspapers noted the mural project and the ensuing controversy, but none of them mentioned the scene representing Mormon persecution.
Despite its minor role in the overall mural project, Benton’s image of Latter-day Saint history stands out for representing a subject seldom addressed in public artworks sponsored by states outside the Mormon settlement region in the Intermountain West. There are a handful of artworks commemorating Latter-day Saints along the Mormon Trail, and communities in a number of states have erected monuments to the Mormon Battalion, but images depicting other aspects of Latter-day Saint history are rare. I would love to hear of any other examples you might have come across!
Primitive Baptist churches are best known for what they don’t have. Most famously, you’ll seldom find any musical instruments. That’s the reason that I’ve been to so many: Primitive Baptist congregations in this part of the country have been strong supporters of Sacred Harp singing since they don’t use any instrumental accompaniment in their worship (for theological and cultural reasons that others have written about in detail).
One thing I’ve always assumed but never thought too hard about was that Primitive Baptists were also strictly iconoclastic when it comes to visual art. Primitive Baptists are not a single, centrally-organized denomination, so there are variations among congregations and associations, but in general, they follow a Calvinist-influenced perspective popular in early America that forbids artworks, especially images representing people or animals, within spaces of worship. There hasn’t been anywhere close to the degree of scholarly exploration of art in this context compared with music, since the ban on instruments cultivated unique forms of unaccompanied hymnody, whereas the ban on art, one would assume, just meant that there isn’t any art to discuss.
Yet I’ve noticed a trend in Primitive Baptist churches to display images of the church building itself. Two churches that host singings nearby are good examples.
At Poplar Springs Primitive Baptist Church near the Kansas community, there is a small painting of the church hanging on the wall just behind the pulpit.
At Holly Springs Primitive Baptist Church near Bremen, there is a photograph of the church building on one of the side walls behind the pews.
Both images avoid the taint of idolatry that a range of theologians from early Christianity to the Reformation associated with representations of humans and animals, since neither depicts anything but the church building and its surroundings. I’m reminded of the serenely spare church interiors that Pieter Saenredam painted in the Calvinist Netherlands after the Reformation, but these two images even omit the tiny worshippers that Saenredam included in many of his.
On one level, the artworks in Poplar Springs and Holly Springs are simple demonstrations of esteem for the historic buildings: we love these places enough to commemorate them with images. But what else happens when you transform a thing into an image of that same thing? If images didn’t mean something above and beyond merely documenting visually the objects they represent, there would be no need for a picture of a place where you could simply walk outside and see the real thing right there.
The signature on the painting at Poplar Springs shows that it was made by Malinda Akins in 1984, but it seems both modern and timeless. It has to be from our own era—the covered porch and rail by the steps aren’t nearly as old as the church—and although the gravestones in the cemetery look old, they are clearly newer than the building. But it doesn’t really seem like the church as we experience it now because the people and cars and coolers and all the other material objects of worship and fellowship are missing. The aesthetic, too, takes us outside the modern world since the painting, while charmingly earnest, is done in a simplified style reminiscent of historical modes of “folk” art.
The photograph at Holly Springs, although more polished in its aesthetic, also situates the church outside of time. The choice to photograph in black and white evokes a bygone era, yet the presence of the covered table and new addition to the building remind us that we’re looking at a contemporary image.
In both artworks, the sense of history pervading the present reinforces the Primitive Baptist Church’s emphasis on tradition. This is a denomination, after all, that makes frequent and emphatic use of the biblical enjoinder to seek “the old paths, where is the good way, and walk therein.” Also, both artworks prominently include the cemeteries that are adjacent to each church. Expanding the view to include the rows of tombstones calls to mind the people who aren’t present in the image—the generations of congregants who built and maintained their buildings, their communities, and their faith. We are reminded that these places are sacred not just as sites of worship, but as a expressions of intergenerational human love. While portraits of their faces might be more appropriate elsewhere, images of their memorials serve just as well in this context. It doesn’t take much to see the even rows of gravestones as mirroring the congregants seated in lines on the pews when they were still alive.
No doubt folks who know more about the artists and the churches and their histories can read these artworks on much deeper levels. But even to a visitor like me, they are a reminder that these churches are more than just buildings. Works of art accomplish a kind of representation that is so much richer than mere visual transcription. Even with images that, at first glance, seem to show us nothing more than a view of the building we’re standing in, artists lead us to see through their own perspectives, transforming our vision through their experience. One could take a step back and think about how even for churches that include no images at all, numerous choices about the design, construction, finishing, furnishing, and decoration of any Primitive Baptist church direct our visual experience in deeply meaningful ways through the medium of sight. Maybe Primitive Baptists aren’t so iconoclastic after all.
One hundred twenty-five years ago, twenty thousand people came to the center of Salt Lake City to witness the unveiling of the most impressive public monument that Utah had ever seen, a larger-than-life bronze statue of Brigham Young atop a massive granite plinth. Within a few years, additional bronze figures of an “Indian,” a “trapper,” and a “Pioneer” family completed the Brigham Young Monument, which stood in the center of the intersection of Main and South Temple streets until it was moved eighty-two feet north in 1993 to alleviate traffic obstruction.
I wish I could have been in Utah on Friday to see a new monument unveiled, although I am grateful to have been able to watch the livestream (archived here). Fifteen minutes east of the Brigham Young Monument, going up toward the mouth of Emigration Canyon, at the This is the Place Heritage Park, the Pioneers of 1847 Monument honors the first African American Latter-day Saints to arrive in the Salt Lake Valley, including three enslaved men, Green Flake, Oscar Smith and Hark Wales; and Jane Manning James, a free Black woman who had worked in Joseph Smith’s household.
I argued in a paper at the Mormon History Association last month that the Brigham Young Monument tells us much more about the people who erected it at the end of the nineteenth century than it does about Brigham Young or the settlers who arrived in 1847. For late nineteenth-century Mormons, the monument was a way to reframe Utah settlement as an integral part of building America—instead of as a renegade polygamous theocracy that stood in the way of American progress. The earlier monument’s supporters worked hard to bring together Mormon and non-Mormon constituencies to argue for “Pioneering” as Utah’s foundational character at a time when Utah was only just entering the nation as a fully-recognized state, but they marginalized Indigenous Utahns and Black Latter-day settlers in that narrative, just as they marginalized them in the social order of the state that they were building. The three men who arrived with the advance company on July 22, 1847, were identified on a bronze plaque on the reverse of the Brigham Young Memorial, but their names are included at the very end of a list of all the members of their company, firmly separated from their white peers by a bronze dividing line, bracketed with the label “colored servants.”
Reduced by the racist perspective of 1897 Utah to a euphemized footnote, Flake, Smith, and Wales, along with James (who arrived two months later in 1847), are the heroes of the 2022 monument. The texts on the new monument celebrate their instrumental role in Utah history without hiding from the reality of slavery and institutionalized racism that they confronted throughout their lives. As Governor Spencer Cox noted at the dedication, the monument directly confronts a fact that many Utahns are oblivious to: despite the rhetoric of the state as a haven of liberty for oppressed people in the nineteenth-century, slavery was practiced there from the very beginning of settlement, legally enshrined in territorial law until abolished by the US Congress in 1862.
The monument’s designers avoided casting their subjects as hapless victims while also taking care not to aggrandize them. Unlike Brigham Young perched atop the plinths of the 1897 monument and, right next door to the new monument, the 1947 This is the Place Monument, Flake, Smith, Wales, and James are set on short granite pedestals where they look down from just above their viewers’ line of sight. Their poses are informal and the figures interact with each other in touchingly ordinary ways—Smith and Wales are depicted with their arms around each other, and James has a child in one arm and another tucked against her side. It’s a humanizing representation that makes the figures seem like real, approachable people, not remote historical icons.
Why a monument to Utah’s first Black settlers in 2022? The driving force behind the monument, filmmaker Mauli Bonner, told the Salt Lake Tribune that he was astonished to find that there wasn’t such a monument while working on the documentary, His Name is Green Flake. The only significant public memorial in Salt Lake Valley is a historical marker near the Millcreek Community Center. The new monument tells the story of Utah’s African American settlers on a much grander scale, in a much more prominent space. At the dedication, Bonner asserted that “we don’t tell the stories of enslavement to cause guilt or shame… we tell these stories because they are true.” And in telling them, he said, these stories “give us the opportunity to draw strength from them.” Cox moving described the pain and disappointment he felt on discovering that his own Mormon ancestors had owned slaves, and expressed his hope that the new monument would help all Utahns, but young people especially, to confront difficult truths about the past in order to create a more just future.
In 2022, the Pioneers of 1847 Monument works to begin correcting an injustice, telling a story that has been too often obscured. While the monument is of especial significance to African American Latter-day Saints and all Black Utahns, it is not just for them—not only because the legacy of early Black settlers helped create the world that all residents of the region now live in, but because reckoning with systemic racism in the past and present is a responsibility we all share. Mauli Bonner expressed his hope that the monument could facilitate a “healing experience” for its viewers, offering a means of addressing historical wrongs, but, ideally, with an attitude of reconciliation and recommitment.
I am excited to see how this new addition will transform Utah’s monumental landscape. The monument fills a critical void and is long overdue. As a historian of the visual culture of Western colonization, I feel that we should be careful about honoring enslaved settlers using the simplistic rhetoric of the heroic “pioneer,” without questioning the intertwined roles of slavery and Indigenous displacement in the project of colonialism. How can we celebrate the positive values that early Black settlers represent without perpetuating a shallow, sanitized picture of settlement? It is important to find ways to honor early settlers of color while still confronting the difficult truths about the impact of settlement on Indigenous People.
Even with that caveat, my study of monuments in American history makes me think that we need to do more than merely celebrate this new monument. Monuments are mirrors, not minds. They don’t store memories—they only reflect back what we see in them. When we’re at our best, we bring deep engagement and careful consideration to our interactions with monuments. We might encounter the Pioneers of 1847 Monument as a space to reflect on how race built the world we live in and how it informs our values in the present. At our worst, monuments are pitiful attempts at atonement, opportunities to let an unthinking, impotent mass of material deal with the memories that are too difficult for us to confront. I’m confident the monument’s supporters would agree that the existence of a monument to Black pioneers does not mean that the struggle that Flake, James, Smith, and Wales fought in is now over.
What does the Pioneers of 1847 Monument tell us about Utahns in 2022? I hope that it does not merely show that we know the importance of performative anti-racism and that we are more willing to invest in images imagining justice than in pursuing actual justice. I hope, instead, that it represents a real shift in values, a sincere and committed recognition that slavery was an abhorrent evil, that racism is destructive to humanity and society alike, and that the legacies of both must still be rooted out from wherever they continue to exist in our contemporary world.
One of the most popular representations of Mormonism at early twentieth-century worlds fairs was a miniature replica of the Salt Lake Tabernacle. Although vastly smaller than the original, the model was still substantial, four feet tall with an eight-by-five-foot base. Although it was sponsored by the Church, it was commissioned by the Smithsonian Institution as the centerpiece of a display on Mormon settlement in Utah, part of a larger exhibition on Western colonization for the 1909 Alaska-Yukon-Pacific Exposition in Seattle. Check out the University of Washington Library’s excellent digital resources on the Exposition, including an image of the Mormon display).
The church’s display in the exposition featured a number of artworks, artifacts, and a replica of the Salt Lake Temple on a similar scale, but the model Tabernacle was the undisputed crowd favorite. Visitors were drawn to the cutaway view, which not only represented the interior furnishings in exquisite detail—including a miniature Tabernacle organ—but also revealed the remarkable engineering in the building’s unique dome.
All this detail was possible because the artisan who built the model had also worked on the original. Abraham Reister Wright Jr. came to Utah as a young convert and worked in the Church Architect’s Office under Henry Grow on the building’s design. He was twenty-five when the Tabernacle was dedicated in 1867, and sixty-six when the Alaska-Yukon-Pacific Exposition opened.
The miniature Tabernacle was so popular that the church borrowed it back from the Smithsonian for the Century of Progress Exposition in Chicago in 1933. For the Golden Gate Exposition, they upped the ante with a much-less miniature Tabernacle—this one could seat fifty visitors and featured a working pipe organ.
Now for the mystery—two mysteries, actually. First, while Wright constructed the miniature Tabernacle, the model of the Tabernacle organ was created by “Sotaro Masuda,” who the Inter-mountain Republican described as “an expert wood carver who arrived in Salt Lake recently from Kobe, Japan.” I have been able to find nothing at all about Masuda. There’s a Sataro Masuda listed as a resident of Brigham City in the 1910s, and a Santaro Masuda who died in Salt Lake in 1910 at age 28, but that’s about as much as I’ve uncovered. I would love to know more about the Japanese woodcarver from Kobe—definitely not the typical early-twentieth century Mormon artist.
An even more glaring mystery: what happened to the mini Tabernacle? The last I have found it mentioned in the press is in conjunction with the 1933 exposition in Chicago. News accounts claimed that the Church borrowed it from the Smithsonian—but it’s not listed in the current collections of any of the Smithsonian museums. Surely it’s still out there somewhere, I hope? I would love to hear from you if you’ve seen it or know what happened to it!