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We in Minnesota are ferociously proud of our capitol building.
Oh, yes we are.
Okay, so maybe it’s just me.
But for a capitol building, isn’t it pretty?
It’s white marble with a beautiful dome and in front of the dome, there is a golden statue of a bunch of horses.
(My 6th grade Minnesota History teacher would be so appalled at my disregard for the correct name and vague description of one of the most important buildings in Minnesota! Sorry, Mr. Witt)
Here are the highlights (and maybe even the correct facts) regarding our beloved Minnesota State Capitol Building.
- It is located on Wabasha Hill. Why is this important? I don’t think the name is as important as the location. Honestly, the building sits on a high hill on the north side of St. Paul and looks down at the rest of the city.
- The marble is from Georgia. For one reason alone: we don’t have marble in Minnesota. Iron Ore? Yes, but that wouldn’t make for a beautiful building. It probably wouldn’t be that functional either as the entire building would sink into Wabasha Hill after its construction.
- The dome was designed to replicate the dome of the Basilica of St. Peter’s in Rome–designed by Michealangelo 350 years earlier (oh, and to look similar to the US Capitol building, too)
- Which brings me to the next point, the construction of the capitol building began in 1893 and was open to the public (meaning it was finished) on January 2, 1905.
- That golden statue of a bunch of horses is called Progress of the State or Quadriga. That is so much prettier that Statue of a Bunch of Horses, wouldn’t you say? Quadriga is a four horse chariot with 6 figures representing the Virtues. Can someone please tell me what those are? Also, eagles are all around the sculpture as well. The art is made of sheets of gilded copper molded around a steel frame.
- Cass Gilbert was a local architect who designed the capitol. He was born in Ohio but raised in St. Paul.
- As a child, my favorite part of the Capitol was the tunnels that took you into the very bowels of the building. I have no idea where we started or how we got there, but I felt like a covert spy sneaking into the capitol. Even though we weren’t sneaking. At. all. In fact, being as my family was, there was a good chance we were singing our way through the halls. We happy little Minnesotans, we!