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History of African Americans and Freedmen’s Memorial Park

A part of the History of African Americans is found in Freedmen’s Memorial Park which commemorates a pre-Civil War burial ground in what was once the Freedmen’s Town Area, a small Dallas community formed by African-Americans freed from slavery in the mid-1860s.

Freedman’s Memorial commemorates the lives of more than 5,000 freed slaves who were buried in a once forgotten cemetery.

Freedmen Memorial Cemetery by Artist and Sculptor David Newton

This historic and state landmark memorial features figures cast in bronze by artist David Newton.

David Newton, a classically trained sculptor in the European tradition, has dedicated his career to transforming ordinary African American people and forgotten historical moments into unforgettable, timeless monuments of beauty.

Newton’s superb memorial guarantees that these formerly lost souls will forever be remembered in the universally honored spirit of triumph over adversity. This is a sentiment that all of humanity admires, and because of the genius, talent, and wisdom of master sculptor, David Newton, this admiration shall continue for centuries to come.

“The Sentinel” at Freedman’s Memorial represents the dignity and magnificent humanity of the African-American slave.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Central Expressway which became Interstate Highway 35 North was originally plotted east Dallas in the mid 1930s.

Located in this area were four cemeteries, two Protestant, one Jewish, and one for African-American freed slaves.

Central Expressway was located over the African American cemetery without relocating the existing graves.  The grave stones were in some instances used as fill for the expressway.

Upon the expansion of Central Expressway the Texas Department of Transportation (TXDOT) located some of the original graves.  The discovered remains were relocated. The Freedman’s Memorial was first considered in 1989 and dedicated ten years later n February of 1999.  The Texas Department of Transportation, the City of Dallas and the African American community, particularly  Black Dallas Remembered, a group that collects and disseminates historical information about the local Black community, and the Freedman’s Foundation, raised $2 million for the Memorial.  Like most art project this, too, had controversy and dissension.  However, the final project is moving and inspiring.

See also David Newton’s restoration of Tenor and Contralto at Fair Park.

Contralto and Tenor

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African American Museum Fair Park

The African American Museum located on the grounds of Fair Park, was founded in 1974 as a part of the Special Collections at Bishop College, a Historically Black College that closed in 1988. The Museum has operated independently since 1979.

The open, bright Fair Park location is capped by a rotunda with a sixty foot dome. The four galleries which radiate from the rotunda represent Africa’s quadrants. They are tiled in terra cotta with ceilings of exposed yellow pine. Arthur Rogers was the architect.

The African American Museum is the only one of its kind in the Southwestern Region devoted to the preservation and display of African American artistic, cultural and historical materials. It has one of the largest African American Folk Art collections in the United States.

David Newton, local Dallas artist and sculptor of the Freedmen Cemetery Memorial is well represented at the African American Museum. The exhibit is incredibly powerful.

Work of Dallas Sculptor David Newton

Work of Dallas Sculptor David Newton

 

 

Work of Dallas Sculptor David Newton

Work of Dallas Sculptor David Newton

Work of Dallas Sculptor David Newton

Work of Dallas Sculptor David Newton

Work of Dallas Sculptor David Newton

Work of Dallas Sculptor David Newton

Work of Dallas Sculptor David Newton

Work of Dallas Sculptor David Newton

African American Museum – Fair Park – Always Free and Always FABULOUS!

David Newton’s Works on Display at African American Museum Fair Park – Dallas

 

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Dallas Museum of Art – African Collection

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