Data Dump 2.5
I realize that Iāve been dumping all my tabs onto Facebook, in hopes of developing some intrigue, maybe starting a little bit of conversation, sharing, and to (truthfully) shape my virtual persona.Ā
I was going to carry out these thoughts and musings there, but I donāt think that the format really resonates or is as applicable as this. Ultimately, I miss having discursive conversation and I feel the need to lay my interests out to understand them better. So this should be a good project for me..
1. Your Esophagus Is A River
alimentaryĀ (Älā²É-mÄnā²tÉ-rÄ, -trÄ)Ā
adj.
1.Ā Concerned with food, nutrition, or digestion.
2.Ā Providing nourishment.
I learned this word when I tried to read a book about the political implications and history of water. It ended up being a little heavy and repetitive on the historical section at the beginning of the book and I had a hard time latching on before the book was due at the library. Nonetheless, I appreciated the way it likened body to body. Generally, itās used when speaking about the esophagus and I liked linking the notion of that short essential distance with a grander one.
2.ābe tender with yourself.ā - MHYSA
So I feel like itās my cultural duty to grasp, examine, and be aware of the topic of this articleĀ āBlack Femme Sci-Fi and Unapologetic Softnessā
Itās something that can be a little bit difficult to do, 1. because my peer group is not IRL | 2. because I have a complicated relationship with my identity like everyone else | 3. It can feel a little played out, because coverage of the topic can be redundant in taking the time to explain the fact that itās reasonable and completely necessary to imagine a future with Black people in it.
That being said, I feel like beating that drum is important.
And that being said, I wonder how often Sci-Fi is a mis-used term when Contemporary may be more appropriate. But maybe Iām just bitter, and maybe Iād just like to live in a world that doesnāt deem it far fetched or revolutionary that Black Femmes have a vision of the future, Or that they can make work that doesn't directly reference theirĀ āplaceā in a hegemonic patriarchal power structure.. That there is voice and imagination outside of that and itās not fictitious. But maybe thatās really Black Femme Sci-Fi of me and Iām just tired of reading about it and would rather push forward / move on.
Regardless, RAFiAās work above resonated with me and Iām down for its starkness.
3. Your Place or Mine?
Ā ^^Ā āA Line Made By Walkingā - Richard Long ^^
This is a work I came across the other day and it touched on some subjects that Iāve been interested in recently.
Richard Long is a British artist born in 1945 that has a portfolio that has focuses on Land Art, Performance, and Walking.
When I think about those subjects, I generally first think of Ana MendietaĀ (1948) for Performance/ Body/ Land and Francis AlĆæs for Performance/ Walking.
There are 3 reoccurring themes that Iād like to address in reference to this piece.
1. Boundaries. How do we create them and where do they live? Are they mapped? Are they visible? How do they effect and affect? How do they change over time? Who decides that theyāre there? Who draws the line?
2. Ecological Art. This article in Hyperallergic has some nice nuggets and references in it and relates well to the class Iām taking about Media and the Environment. It asks, as artists, how can we move beyond the notion that Land is material and that the Natural world is something that can be molded at our whim. We are in a moment where that thought process is not fruitful to perpetuate. What kind of relationships can we rekindle with the Earth to treat it fairly? How can we convey this way of thinking to an audience? What kind of action is most needed? Generally, an understanding or partnership with Science is paramount.
3. Perceived importance based on Origin. It could be read that Richard Longās effect on the Land could have direct connotations with his British origins. Because he comes from a place that has participated as a forceful power in colonial efforts, his mark on the land is read differently than Ana Mendietaās. Ana was from Cuba and fled to America as a child at the beginning of Castroās regime. Both artists were experimenting with popular forms in their epoch, but Mendietaās exhibits content that haunts. Perhaps my perception is effected by the cannon and I assume that Longās Formal presentations are in direct response to other white male artists of the era. That Mendietaās works feel more visceral because of my reading of her oppression.. Iām not sure if this is fair, but I feel it in my response, and I struggle with it as many others do as a sociopolitical symptom on a day to day basis. Iām not sure itās reasonable, I recognize my bias, but Iām going to leave it there for now because this paragraph is getting long.
4. Your Place
^^ space given towards āminorityā consideration ^^
This article, āPlace-making and the Politics of Belonging and Dis-Belongingā has some gems worth ruminating on.Ā
The last time I researched Belonging, it was in the context of Mental Health on college campuses. The effects of whether someone feels like they have a person to talk to, a shared public space that theyāre welcome in, and access to needed resources can be a matter of life and death in a stressful environment that could otherwise be isolating.
This is very easily translated into ideas of city planning and development.
In my recent trips to Denver, it is very clear how things can fall apart and trust quickly erodes when part of the public feels that their being told that they donāt belong. This can be contentious when artists and designers are asked toĀ āimproveā orĀ ācreateā these spaces. In those moments, it seems necessary to use your voice to identify holes in the process.
āPlacemaking in city/neighborhood spaces enacts identity and activities that allow personal memories, cultural histories, imagination, and feelings to enliven the sense of ābelongingā through human and spatial relationships. But a political understanding of who is in and who is out is also central to civic vitality. How do current Creative Placemaking practices support this knowledge?ā
5. Your Job
^^Ā āNeighboursā by Norman McLaren. NFB. Every time I try to share this online it gets no love and it makes me think theyāre up to something ^^
This article is a good extension of the one before: The Afterlife: Art for Artās Sake in the Experience Economy.Ā
It underlines the artistās true role and what happens when it gets subsumed by corporate interest.Ā What are the effects of turning a verb into a noun? WhenĀ āartistā as questioning, reactive, and gritty becomesĀ ācreativeā- subservient, quiet, fabricator for a paycheck.
Particularly this piece is in conversation with the development of Portland. But everyone knows all too well that it is not limited to that space. What jobs are you willing to take? How much effort are you willing to put into holding them accountable? What will you say in the face ofĀ ā...Ā those not willing to get vulnerable or self-reflexive. Those not willing to get hurt when confronting the pain of others, or willing to empathize vigorously enough wherein that pain is, however much possible, a shared experience.ā
A good reminder thatĀ āwe are the leaders weāve been waiting for.ā An empowering read, and helpful to me in this moment of finding balance in work and life.
6. Your Verbs
Speaking of what we can do as artists and as people, this New Yorker article: Is There Any Point to Protesting?Ā shines light on whether recent actions have been effective, how they could be, and if thatās even the point.
Iāve struggled with contributing to protests, marches, etc and I feel like I have better words to describe how I feel:
Iāve never gotten what Iāve wanted by complaining. Iāve done better by calmly explaining my position and being part of organizing a solution. Iām not extremely reactionary or combative. Though Iāve come a long way in speaking my mind from the shy girl who hid behind her mother.
Iāve been scared to participate as a brown woman. Fearing someone else will not respect my body as much as I require.
But to be in a procession, which I last felt at Zozobra-- to be moving towards something with others en mass.. that has a special quality and sensation to it.Ā















