The Walking History Project
MoW's Artist Curated Walking Series
Noriega Livery Stable
3802 N. Brown Ave., Scottsdale, AZ 85251
(corner of North Brown Avenue and East 2nd Street)
Thursday, September 14, 2017
For one evening, Christopher Jagmin, Museum of Walking, and Scottsdale Public Art asks the community to join Museum of Walking to take a special historical walk around Scottsdale.
Meet at The Livery where you will receive a map of the area to get you started. Then you will be sent on your way to wander Old Town Scottsdale on a solo, self-guided journey for about 15-30 minutes.
While walking, we want you to explore and discover new experiences; say hello to a stranger, listen to the birds or a conversation taking place, take a photo of a place or person that looks interesting, walk down an alley, open a door for someone going into a building, turn off your cell phone and find a bench and enjoy the moment that you are having.
If you have been here many times you may have some memories of the place. If you are here for the first time everything is new. The hope is that you find or experience a moment to remember.
With your map, we ask that you document an experience from your walk, by marking the time, and the exact spot it happened. When you return to the Livery, we will pinpoint your experience on a map of the area, and we will also document them as historical document of Old Town.
The History Project:
This walk is part of Jagmin's ongoing series, The History Project. Historical markers are small story-telling signs that dot the landscape with sad, happy, or thrilling stories of known and forgotten heroes and villains, and the histories that were made at a specific location. These signs are the basis for a
personal history project that began in 2014. Christopher has been memorializing important and not so important experiences in his life. He also documents overheard conversations and stories from other’s personal experiences. The signs are placed at the locations where these moments actually occurred.
Growing up in a family of nine with one car was not always easy. My brothers and sisters usually chose a bus or a ride with a friend to get where they needed. When the weather was perfect, they often rode their bikes.
I always chose to walk. I never had to worry about somebody’s schedule, and walking equaled freedom to me. The rain or snow could slow me down, but I knew how to find safety along the way. There were stores that would let me keep warm for a short while. I was familiar with every public bathroom within a few miles of my home. And, I knew my neighbors and the people who worked in the shops that I passed every day. When I was with my parents walking down the street, they were so surprised that I seemed to know almost everyone we passed.
I felt part of the community by the time I was a teenager, and would have not known this safety if I had been driven everywhere. I truly belonged. But, I also saw a little of the community’s underbelly. I roamed around alleys and parts of town that my parents would not like to know about, and I overheard secrets and illicit conversations that appealed to a young aspiring curious boy. I was connected and had a history here.
RSVP at firstname.lastname@example.org with the subject line, "Chris Jagmin"