FIRM, bronzed bodies above and below a loincloth. Long, silky black hair, colourful feathers, a tepee and perhaps a fishing spear? Enviable, shiny-haired girls.
Mention Choctaw Indians and that’s the image I have. I think of chocolate, also, but only because it sounds like Choctaw.
But because of one noble act of kindness, the Native American Choctaws will be forever etched in Irish minds.
When these gentle folk were at their most downtrodden, they raised $710 and sent it across the Atlantic to Ireland, to ease our famine woes.
It’s one Corkman’s job to make sure the Irish people never forget this extraordinary gift.
Sculptor Alex Pentek is finishing ‘Kindred Spirits’, a giant, stainless steel sculpture in praise of the Choctaw people.
“I wanted to show the courage, fragility and humanity that they displayed in my work,” Pentek says.
When the nine eagle feathers are installed in Bailic Park, in Midleton, in Co Cork, they will command people’s attention.
Pentek hopes the Choctaw chiefs will come and see the spectacle for themselves, when it’s unveiled in a few months.
That invitation has been sent by Joe McCarthy, East Cork’s municipal district officer. He was also part of the team that decided the Choctaw gift needed to be marked by a €100,000 sculpture.
“These people were still recovering from their own injustice. They put their hands in their pockets and raised $1m in today’s money. They helped strangers. It’s rare to see such generosity. It had to be acknowledged.”
Just 13 years before the Famine, the Choctaws were forced by the American army, at gunpoint, to march across mountains and snow.
They were stripped of their land in Alabama, Mississippi and Florida, and had to walk 500 miles to Oklahoma.
“It was a slowly unfolding horror story. There was no food or shelter for them at stop points.” Over three years, 2,500 Choctaw people died from starvation and disease. The journey became known as the Trail of Tears.
“To see members of your family drop to the side of the road and to be powerless. To change that course of history. That stirred my imagination,” said Pentek.
Waving his big hands, Pentek, 41, from Grenagh, talks of curves, hand-welding, the maths of creating curved stems and the tapering of each feather to make it individual.
We’re standing in Cork’s Sculpture Factory, where the work is being built. It’s in a huge hall. “The sculpture, when finished, will reach the ceiling in here and the bowl of it will be the span across,” Pentek says.
That’s sizeable. It will certainly be memorable. I suspect that Pentek, a father-of-one, is not easily forgotten, either, especially when he eats out.
At the last cafe, he left behind a token origami rabbit, crafted from the serviette. “I just couldn’t help myself,” he joked.
Speaking of tokens, the Irish motorways are littered with Pentek’s sculptures.
Among them is a giant, bronzed violin on the Longford N5 bypass and an enormous rabbit on the N2, at Ashbourne, in County Meath. And there’s an eight-metre hedgehog on the N11 Gorey bypass.
So, a project of this scale did not faze him.
After all, he is one of the elite one per cent of artists who make a living in Ireland.
He greets me with generous palms and fine, knotty fingers on his sculptor’s hands.
He is tall, dressed in a classy, navy, structured jacket with crisp jeans and brown shoes. He smells of musk. One senses that image is important to him.
This fact, coupled with his attention to detail, even perfectionism, has kept Pentek working on public and private art projects since he left Cork’s Crawford College 19 years ago.
A plaque honouring the Choctaw gift was erected in Dublin’s Mansion House in 1992. It sums up the legacy of that gesture.
It reads: “Their humanity calls us to remember the millions of human beings throughout our world, today, who die of hunger and hunger-related diseases in a world of plenty.”