The Power of We. Reflection on Contextual User Research
We, the people, love to think of ourselves as all encompassing. We even start believing it; unless there comes a moment that contradicts it.
When I confront of a family member with less aspiring capabilities, I get angry or start giving a lecture about laziness or time management. And when someone else, like someone differently capable and not from my circle of influence has such issues, I take pity and feel sad about their situation. Why the difference, you ask? Well simply because I just do not believe that high aspirations or achievements are even possible by the later given their ‘background’ and ‘helpless situation’.
We are born biased; it is the tool that helps us take critical decisions. However, this tool becomes a double blade sword if handled incorrectly during contextual user research. The fine line between their problem and our problem has to be carefully constructed and cemented in our minds.
Can we imagine the utopia of not only saying, but also inherently believing that we can never design for a community; we could design with them and using their intellects and that too only after they allow us to. Let us thus try NOT to consider any rural, urban, high class, low class, alien as THEM but as a part of us, and our community, and our future.
A few dialogues from the movie The Gods Must Be Crazy l (1980):
There was a peculiar sound, and Xi saw a most amazing animal approaching.
Its legs went around instead of up and down. And there was a weird-looking god on its back. He wore blue skin on his head and red on his body. And hair grew on his face.
-What the hell happened? Where have you been?
The funny thing was that they couldn't speak. They made sounds like monkeys.
They're Tswanas. They always shake their heads (sideways) when they mean to say yes.
The Gods Must Be Crazy ll (1990):
He showed her the tracks where he met the two heavy men.
-This is where they turned back. This one was angry because the tired one grabbed the stick. And then he had to run. It was very funny.
She couldn't understand. She was also quite illiterate. She couldn't read the signs and tracks at all.
We, as predominantly human species, live with a notion that our way is the right way. It becomes difficult to accept that there can be more than one or even two modi operandi. The society that we come from, the groups that we happily or forcibly follow, the career paths that we travel and most importantly, the beliefs that we choose - these all factors give us the power to be ourselves, make us who we are. If one element around us changes, we would either alter or shrug away; but there is an adjustment for sure.
So when our team of Srishti ‘elites’ went into a rural setting to study ‘their’ livelihoods and ‘problems’, we were worried that we will not be able to adjust. However, once immersed in the ‘different’ setting, our primitive juices forced us to embrace the not-so-obvious environment.
But here’s the catch – why do we enter the rural with a pre-notion of ‘it is going to be so different’? A designer has the duty to try and find interventions in specific contexts and then try to solve it with the help of the crux of that context included in the design of the solution. Yes, the rural sure is very different from what we might be used to. Although so is every other place where we go to conduct research.
I was undisputed about a scenario where we would all go with open minds and strong hearts into the designated context of study. Emphasis on the word study – if emotions get stronger and we keep asking about or listening about issues, dark clouds will start building over the insights that reside within both parties. It is of utmost importance for designers to look at the situations in a practical and a problem-solving way. Yes, it is human centred designing and emotion is the biggest tool of humans, but tools work only when used right. Going into an aanganwadi and contemplating about the amount of hard work put by the children for a piece of roti daily and deeply thinking about the income of the families and comparing it with the amount we spend on a packet of chips in a day, is not only time wasting but also distasteful if one wants to call ownself a contextual designer. In that context, and those conditions, the parameters are much different and the processes of handling them are different too. It is just a fact of life; to just accept the differences. We cannot expect to change or be changed. All we can really do is understand the situation at hand and match it with the tools in the bag. There is no need of feeling accountable for the way things are.
It is in our nature to feel sad when we encounter the lives of people ‘less fortunate’ than us, and it is our instinct to jump in and help. But take a step back; is charity really what we seek after? It helps much better when we understand and try to relate with the stories – empathise – and thus think of innovative ways to solve the issues, practically. Not simply offer help that results from emotional breakdowns. The fundamental thought of social innovation is to work with the community and not for it.
After stating that our presence here is to learn from the adolescents rather than teach them, are we, as designers, really accepting the fact that they are superior to us in one way or the other? Especially after we make extra efforts to lock up our belongings and play hide from our equals, are we still practicing the art of unbiased and open minded thinking for user research and contextual design? Even if we accept it after spending some time in the context, we should predominantly dive in head first with the concept of contextual skill based understanding.
‘Swati (name changed) is such a helpless little girl from a village, it is a wonder that she could come up with a dress design that the city tailors cannot comprehend.’ These kinds of statements exhibit the thinking where the capable adolescents are considered as non-cognizant of the areas that are supposed to be obvious for the ‘many’. The ‘many’ here in effect symbolise the few who are surrounding the periphery of our little circle, which we believe to be the majority.
During the thanksgiving ceremony at the Aastha Centre, there was a unanimous phraseology that, ‘We came in here thinking that we would help / change the ways of these adolescents; however, it is us who stand here changed for a lifetime’. There was not a need to come in thinking that we could change someone’s life. Designers have to be humble creatures. The passion is what speaks for all. The passion is common for all. The passion united us and made us exchange immeasurably tasty food for thoughts. Nevertheless, the hope is that the passion stands at the entry, not at the exit.
Going into a different than usual context is a knotty affair. However, the salient requirement is to go with the mindset of equals; to allow the thought that emotions are only but tools; to give the society a dream that there is no ‘us’ and ‘them’, it is WE all along.
1. Aastha Centre, Bedla, Udaipur – for the lovely accommodations and scrumptious food.
2. Jatan Sansthan – for arranging beautiful human resources.
3. Naveen Bagalkot – for the seeds of aspiration to thinking independently.
4. Lakshmi Murthy – for making me believe that just a little bit of honest effort will make a difference in somebody’s universe.