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this artwork is from a  kinetic sculpture show by joshua parker and is based on accounts from the biography of davy crockett which in itself is questionable since in life he hated being refered to as davy and demanded to be called david crockett. this is a belt and gear driven contraption in which a motor turns the belt which turns the porch like platform around over and again forcing the gears to turn on the upper mechanism which makes the wooden chair leg rise and drop onto the deck boards creating the sound of a wooden leg running accross the veranda

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David Crockett Just Being Davey

Wood, steel, motor, nails, rivets, and manipulated objects

           David Crockett was a congressman from Tennessee as well as many other things. During the long months when he would be back in his district and away from Washington D.C., he would prepare long tangent like speeches, mostly about himself. Here is an example of an actual speech Crockett gave in the early1830's

"Mr. Speaker.  Who-Who-Whoop - Bow-Wow-Wow-Yough. I say, Mr. Speaker; I've had a speech in soak this six months, and it has swelled me like a drowned horse; if I don't deliver it I shall burst and smash the windows. The gentleman from Massachusetts talks of summing up the merits of the question, but I'll sum up my own. In one word I'm a screamer, and have got the roughest racking horse, the prettiest sister, the surest rifle and the ugliest dog in the district. I'm a leetle the savagest crittur you ever did see. My father can whip any man in Kentucky, and I can lick my father. I can out speak any man on this floor, and give him two hours start. I can run faster, dive deeper, stay under longer, and come out drier, than any chap this side the big Swamp. I can outlook a panther and outstare a flash of lightning, tote a steamboat on my back and play at rough and tumble with a lion, and an occasional kick from a zebra"
David Crockett hated it when people called him Davy and he always insisted on being called David. This is a very interesting fact to know when you read any of his biographies, since they are all titled using the name "Davy". Right out of the gate one should question the authors intentions. The following story has been paraphrased from one such biography. My intentions were to create yet another life for this story in a more irrational version, in the form of an object to recreate the sound effects used in the folklore. This versions protagonist is named Davey, taking the gap between reality and fiction one step further.

[While traveling on the stump for his re-election bid in 1835, Davey and his challenger for the district seat, an old lawyer with a wooden leg, were put up for the night by a successful farmer. During the night, Davey was scheming of a way to beat this wooden legged lawyer.  He quietly got out of bed, grabbed a chair from the corner of the room he was sharing and took it out onto the connecting veranda porch. Davey followed the porch around the side of the farmhouse to where the farmers' attractive and unmarried daughters' bedroom door was. Davey grabbed the doorknob and shook it violently as if trying to break in to the daughter's room. Of course the daughter began to scream at the top of her lungs for her fathers help. As the farmer jumps out of his bed and rushes towards his daughters room, Davey puts one foot on the rung of the chair that he brought out of his room with him and chaotically hobbles back to his room as if using the chair as a stilt for one of his legs. The farmer, hearing this wooden leg tap across his veranda porch and over to the lawyer and Davy's guest-room, follows the sound and arrives at the room just after Davy had returned the chair and slipped back under his blanket and just as the now startled lawyer sat up exposing his wooden leg to the farmer from under his blanket.]
Davy may have won that night, but David Crockett ended up loosing his re-election bid. David "faster than a fox" Crockett lost this race to an old man with a wooden leg. He responded to this defeat in the bar of a Memphis hotel with this famous quote:
"Since you have chosen to elect a man with a timber toe to succeed me, you may all go to hell and I will go to Texas. "Arriving in San Antonio a few days before the famous battle, he died defending the Alamo."