My Hands Sing The Blues

As a young boy growing up in North Carolina, Romare Bearden listened to his great-grandmothers Cherokee stories and heard the whistle of the train that took his people to the Northpeople who wanted to be free. When Romare boarded that same train, he watched out the window as the world whizzed by. Later he captured those scenes in a famous painting, Watching the Good Trains Go By. Using that painting as inspiration and creating a text influenced by the jazz that Bearden loved, Jeanne Walker Harvey describes the patchwork of daily southern life that Romare saw out the trains window and the story of his arrival in shimmering New York City.