“What happens when art dies?”…”It leaves a hole in the universe,” said Washington artist Aziza Gibson-Hunter (as quoted from the story about Peggy Cafritz’s home suddenly burning to the ground recently in The Washington Post). She had a massive art collection and I think this quote is very profound to describe the loss.
Sadly, this quote without reference to art, may ring true in a personal way for those who knew the Weeks brothers. How could one not be moved by the obituaries of Stone Taylor Weeks, age 24 and his brother, William Holt Weeks, age 20? As a mother of two boys about this age, Piers (turning 21) and Jackson (17), I was heartbroken when I read this account. They were tragically killed recently in an automobile accident on Hwy 81, on their way to Rice University in Texas. I know this route well because it’s the one we take at least twice a year to drop off our younger son at his school, in Sewanee, TN. It’s also the one I traveled to DC when I was attending The University of the South. These brothers were humanitarians and good friends and had accomplished so much in their short lives. They are survived by their parents and a grandmother who lives in Franklin, TN (near Sewanee). They are the only children of their parents. Their father was a former staff writer for The Washington Post and their mother, I was surprised to discover is an art teacher. That’s the Art is Everywhere connection — in tragic, unexpected, life and death events…My boys wanted to travel together up to Rhode Island this week in Piers’ new car that he worked hard to purchase himself. After reading this, I said absolutely not. We’re going to caravan in two cars. Piers will get to drive me while I work and Peter can have the much needed bonding time with Jackson. A precautionary risk with benefits.