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The word Antique brings to mind an
old piece of furniture, silverware, vase dish or other artifact from
an earlier period. Usually something has to be over 100 years old
to be considered a real antique. Cherokee Street Antique Row has an
full understanding of this and has developed an area worth a visit.
It is a place where one can find a piece of art and history. There
are 35 - 45 antique dealers along this street. It is a warm,
friendly, and tree-lined street that is great for a walk, especially
on Saturdays. Cherokee Street is not a recreation of a 19th century
street. Cherokee Street is the real thing.
Everything from fine antique
furniture to World War II collectibles, tucked in the nooks and
crannies of these antique shops lining Cherokee Street from
Jefferson to Lemp. Each shop has its own hours, but for the most
part there’s something open any day of the week. Minutes from
downtown.
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Cherokee Street sculptor is his own worst
critic
By
Jim Merkel - Friday, June 1, 2007 8:25 AM CDT
Call Bill Christman the reluctant sculptor of the towering Cherokee
Indian at Cherokee Street and Jefferson Avenue.
It's not that he thinks the statue is politically incorrect. He
worked closely with a Cherokee Indian group to ensure it didn't
conjure up cliched images of Indians.
It's just that it's out of proportion, and, well, it just doesn't
work, he says
"It's more anatomically incorrect than it was political," said the
60-year-old Christman, as he drank coffee at a table outside the
Mississippi Mud Coffee House, 2101 Cherokee St.
He would prefer to be known by his other work, which can be seen at
the Maya Cafe in Maplewood or the the Museum of Mirth, Mystery and
Mayhem -- also known as Beatnik Bob's -- in the City Museum..
That doesn't mean people don't like the Cherokee Street Indian
sculpture.
"It's kind of an icon of the neighborhood," said Monty Crowder, who
lives above Mississippi Mud, which he manages. "It's what people
identify with."
Jason Deem, president of the Cherokee Station Business Association,
which generally represents Cherokee Street west of Jefferson, said
few people ask him about it.
"It's more noticeable for outsiders as opposed to those of us who
are accustomed to it," Deem said.
Recognition lies at the root of the statue. In the early 1980s,
merchants on the street were looking for one big thing to
distinguish the area.
"We hade spoken about possibly doing like a trolley-car thing," said
Rick Ruzicka, manager of the Globe Discount Variety, 2700 Cherokee
St., who was a member of the Cherokee Business Association at the
time the decision was made. When a vote was taken, the Indian was
chosen.
"It was kind of like having some type of landmark," Ruzicka said.
"It was the merchants' association that wanted to increase
visibility," said Christman, who has a studio in his University City
home.
Christman began with a small sculpture and then carved a
13-foot-tall Indian out of foam. Then it was covered with fiberglass
and painted. With the base and feathers, the total height was 21
feet. The statue itself weights about 200 pounds.
The statue was anchored in place with steel posts driven into a
below-ground concrete plug, eight feet by four feet by four feet,
"It would survive a tornado," Christman said.
No one seems to remember when the statue was dedicated. An old St.
Louis Globe-Democrat clipping found by Cherokee Station Business
Association Treasurer Will Liebermann bears the stamp of Oct. 2,
1985. However, Christman said it happened earlier than that.
The brief article said the sculpture was by "St. Louis artist Bill
Christmas." The misspelling made it harder for the Journal to track
down the sculptor. After checks with people in the local arts
community, one artist suggested it was not Bill Christmas, but Bill
Christman. That led the Journal to the artist.
When asked if he sculpted the Indian, Christman said, "To my
everlasting mortification I was the sculptor of that."
Last updated:
Friday, November 14, 2008
