Your Friend, Frederic E. Church

Selected Letters from the Exhibition

Isabel Church to Mary B. Cole (Thomas Cole’s daughter), December 27, 1867

Introduction

This online exhibition presents digital scans and transcriptions of selected letters featured in Your Friend, Frederic E. Church. We invite you to explore the correspondence and get to know the artists and their families through their own words. The letters reveal friendships, artistic ambitions, personal losses, and everyday life in nineteenth-century America. Throughout the physical exhibition galleries, QR codes reproduced next to each letter provide direct access to the full scans and transcriptions available online. Use the arrows to advance to the next letter. Letters are organized in chronological order.

2026 marks the 200th anniversary of the birth of Hudson River School painter Frederic E. Church (1826–1900). To celebrate the artist’s legacy, the Albany Institute of History & Art presents Your Friend, Frederic E. Church, an exhibition that focuses on the friendship between Church and Albany-based sculptor Erastus Dow Palmer (1817–1904). Palmer was among the leading portrait sculptors of the second half of the nineteenth century. Friends for half a century, Church and Palmer (and their wives) wrote to each other about their art, their children, and their respective farms, and visited each other frequently.

Among the 72 letters from Church to “My dear Palmer” in the Albany Institute’s collection is one dated July 7, 1869, where he writes the now famous words “About an hour this side of Albany is the center of the World – I own it.” This reference was to Olana, the 250-acre living landscape, home, and estate near Hudson, New York, created by Church and his family, which stands today as one of the most well-preserved artistic environments in the United States.

Church owned ten works by Palmer—more than by any other artist. He lived with them at Olana and in his New York City studio. The letters show that the artists encouraged each other and reported to one another about their successes and failures. On January 1, 1863, Palmer wrote to Church about a sculpture he carved in reaction to the Civil War: “I never made sorrow before as it is expressed in this head. It is not grief but sorrow & compassion.” In this letter he mentions the title of the work, Peace in Bondage, for the first time. The sculpture, in the Albany Institute’s collection, and the letter, in Olana’s collection, will be united for the first time in this exhibition.

In addition to examples from Church and Palmer’s correspondence, the exhibition includes sculpture, drawings, paintings, and manuscripts drawn from the Albany Institute’s collection, paired with significant public and private loans. Among these are twelve objects borrowed from the collection of Olana State Historic Site that further illustrate the deep friendship between the Church and Palmer families, as well as a memorial painting, The Evening Star, painted by Church for Palmer in 1858 after the death of two-year-old Frederick Church Palmer, on loan from a private collection in Chicago.

The exhibition also features work by Church and Palmer's mutual friends, including Albany-born composer George William Warren (1828–1902), who dedicated music to both Church and Palmer, including his 1863 piece, Marche di Bravura: Homage to Church’s Picture Heart of the Andes. The exhibition also features art and archival materials that highlight Church’s relationship with Thomas Cole (1801–1848) and the entire Cole family, including a newly conserved print of Church’s masterpiece Heart of the Andes inscribed “To Mrs. Thomas Cole with the kind regards of Frederic E. Church” from the Albany Institute’s collection. The exhibition also explores the relationship Church had with Erastus Dow Palmer’s son Walter Launt Palmer (1854–1932) who studied with Church and briefly shared a New York City studio with him.

To celebrate Church’s enduring impact on American art, museums across the country are presenting exhibitions and programs related to the artist’s life and work. Among the dozens of planned commemorations, Your Friend, Frederic E. Church uniquely focuses on a remarkable body of personal correspondence preserved in the Albany Institute’s collection. By bringing these materials into dialogue with works of art and key loans, the exhibition offers insight into the relationships that shaped one of America’s most important artists.

Isabel Church to Mary B. Cole (Thomas Cole’s daughter)

December 27, 1867

Marseilles Dec 27th 1867

My Darling Mary—
The old precious year most
of which I spent near you—in my dear
little home—must not pass away with
out a word of love and a merry christmas
to you all_ Christmas was spent in
Paris at ? Hotel with our friends the
Osborns they invited friends to meet us
to dinner and we tried to have a real
home christmas dinner—but it was
too french _ the cranberry jelly was made
with isinglass! You will have heard
from my sister Helen of our passage over
and you will tell her please of our
present whereabouts & welfare for I shall
have not have time soon to write to her—
I was ill almost the whole time in
Paris so could not enjoy the gay city
very much, besides the season is the very
worst one to be in Paris—But Christmas
I thought of you as I said I would and
wondered what you were all doing and
how you were. I fully meant to have
written you that day but it was spent
in packing and taking care of the baby!
Dear little fellow, he is such a good

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little traveler, so well and jolly.
We left Paris yesterday and travelled all
night so that today we are all stupid and
tired. Sunday I am sorry to say we sail
for Alexandria. We leave at two o’clock and
I hope we will be able to go to church in the
morning—You see we are getting demoralized
This is a large handsome city much more
so than I was led to suspect—and today
has been such a lovely day, so mild and sunny
such a contrast to Paris weather; that we have
enjoyed being out in the bright streets very much.
Fred went over to London with Mr Osborn for a
week leaving me in Paris at the hotel with Mrs
Osborn and her two children; we had nice quiet
homelike times with them. Mr Church liked
London, better than he did Paris—in fact he
was very cordially treated; and had a real
good time—We found the prices about the same
as in N.Y.—and about the same style of goods—
the fashions, the same as with us, only the ladies
are not quite so outre in their style—hair
worn lower than the New Yorkers—
We did not go out sightseeing much_ being
the weather and my health being such that
we did not venture—We of course went to the
Louvre and enjoyed those glorious pictures—
I hope my letter from Alexandria or
Beyrout will be a more interesting one
than this is. I rather dread the sea voyage
again. For Fred and mama they are such
poor sailors. Freddy and I are the best
of the party—Margaret is a little sick—
and then our voyage across the ocean was

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was so long, and at times we were in such danger
that we ought indeed to feel anxious
yet this trip may be calmer and pleasant—
milder I hope it will be for we really
suffered on the ocean from cold—
That last Sunday at sea—we were in such
danger—we had the episcopal services twice
and had some beautiful singing. We enjoyed
it very much and it was a real comfort.
How I long to hear from you and about
you all—Do like a darling, write me a
long letter telling me all about your
selves and your doings & sayings. You
cannot think how I shall prize any=
thing you can write about—Home and
our dear friends we have left behind
are more and more precious to us—
Mama sends every quantity of love to
you all she does so love you every
one of you—Mr Church too joins me—and
Baby sends kisses—He walks now, and
has a little language of his own with
which he chatters away, gesticulating with
his little hands and shaking his yellow
head in a very comical manner—such a
mischief as he is putting important keys
down at the bottom of wood boxes—and
chicken bones at the bottom of trunks that
his parents are attempting to pack!
In fact he is a very engrossing precious
treasure; and wins his way to all hearts.
God grant that he may stay with us—

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I have not heard one word from your
new clergyman and his wife! I do wish
Helen would write. Please give her the
address which I will send in this—
How is dear Mrs Hopper (Libbie Lewis) give
her my love—and is Mr Will married
yet to his the widow—if you or
Emmie or your brother are either of
you so naughty as to contemplate
matrimony before we return—let us
know if it is won’t you. I shall try to
remember you when I get to Palmyra
and bring you half a dozen of those
pillars as you desired me to!
There is a little poem called “King Rene’s
daughter” which is exquisite—we also
read on the steamer— “The Roma Pass”
by Ewan MacKenzie which is a most
charming novel, the descriptions of the
Scotch Highland scenery are
most captivating—Then Mary, I will—
acknowledge that I read Archie Lovell
and was bewitched with it—Oh how
it reminded me of the pleasant hours
spent with you—I wonder if those
lovely days will ever return—
Dec - 28th—such a bright sunny morning! The
fact is we have not, until coming here—seen
the sun for one hour at a time, since we
left our own dear country—and we really
feast upon this wanted sunshine

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You see I am not the perfectly contented
traveller I ought to be - I do enjoy all
the strange sights—and our ___ (?) __(?)
to be here—yet I am more than half
homesick all the time! I pine for the
mountains—so I suppose when I
get a peep of the mountains of Lebanon
I shall partially get over this very
miserable homesickness. I long for a
glimpse of the dear faces we have left so
far behind you dear bright sunbeam!
If I could only carry you all about with us!
You do not know what a comfort
the pretty Redridinghood you made me
was—I did everything but sleep and eat in
it—wore it all the time and ___?
to wear it again on the Mediterranean (missing)
Mr Church thought it so pretty (missing)
becoming—the weather is much (missing)
here than in Paris - there the first (missing)
we really suffered with the cold - (missing)
so different from our noble kind of
clear cold up the river!—Tell your
brother we thought of him the day after
Christmas for just a year ago he had
come over to Cosy Cottage in a sleigh
laden with good things I never enjoyed
a christmas present more—for I knew
such kind loving hearts had prompted

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the gift—I desired Mrs Hurdt to send you a
lot of seed & sand for the bird—I wasn’t able before
we left to attend to it myself—I really must
stop. Love to Miss Emily—Miss Harriet Miss Frankie
your dear mother—brothers & darling Emmie and
your own precious self—Think and talk of us
often and pray for us dear dear friends—
___ write me I beseech you—kiss my little
niece & nephew for me and give my best love
to Mr and Mrs Weeks I hope you have learned
to love them—for they are good as gold—
Lovingly your friend
Isabel M. Church

[Thomas Cole Papers, CV 553, B1, F15]

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