Marian Halo Dwyer
Marian Halo Dwyer was born to parents of Armenian and Assyrian descent who had emigrated to the US. Marian never forgot about the political and human tragedy that her mother left behind in Armenia, a time which was described vividly to her. This memory was the basis of her strong pacifism throughout her life. She marched, she encouraged others to get involved and she never gave up. She was very active during the Vietnam War and the first Gulf War.
While living in New York City she studied music and theater at Hunter College. Later, on a whim, she took an art class that planted a seed that was to develop in her later in life. She spent some time at the Art Students League, a hotbed of up-and-coming artists and a central meetingplace for artists who had already achieved fame. She worked with Pizarro, Jacques Lipschutz and William Zorach among others. It was a heady time for her, and it cemented her love of all art, drawing, painting and sculpture, which enriched her life immeasurably. She shared this love of art with her children, taking them to museums and inviting distinguished artists into their home.
As her children grew she became increasingly uncomfortable in New York, particularly distrubed by the race riots in Newark, close to where they lived. Considering it not a safe and healthy place to live, she moved to Maine in the 60’s. There she became involved with the program called Treasure Hunt, which went around to area schools producing plays, concerts and demonstrations of carving among other exciting things. In this rich program she worked alongside other local artists such as Chouteau Chapin, Adolph Ipcar, Bill Glennon and Bill Bonyun.
Through her friendship with Chouteau she found Midcoast Meeting of Friends, and there made many good friends for life. She worked with others on Peace issues, and was a valued member of the community.
As well as being a fine artist Marian had a beautiful voice, which she shared willingly. She was deeply engrossed in classical music, and worked hard on perfecting performances of works by the great composers, either as a soloist or as a chorus member. She went around giving concerts with her pianist friend Alan Hynd in the midcoast area. One engaging memory of Marian occurred one early summer day in Naples, Italy. She was being driven in an open car and was so enthralled with the country, the people and the beauty of the day that she rose and started singing at the top of her voice “Oh, What a Beautiful Morning” to any within hearing. The Neapolitans loved every minute of this impromptu concert, shouting “Bravo! Bravo!” There is joy and sunshine even in the retelling years later.
She is survived by her daughter Alison and granddaughter Caralyn, of
Nobleboro, her son Glenn and his wife Jayne and granddaughter Olivia,
of Newcastle, and her son Robert and his wife Sally, who live in the Boston
area and summer in Bristol. Her spirit lives on in them and in the community
where she brought so much light.