Kara Walker Narratives of A Negress SILUETAS Y PADID 2015
Kara Walker Narratives of A Negress SILUETAS Y PADID 2015
Kara Walker Narratives of A Negress SILUETAS Y PADID 2015
BORN IN 1969, KARA WALKER is by all accounts one of the most talented,
accomplished, and controversial artists of her generation. She burst on the
scene fresh out of graduate school in 1994, in an exhibition at The Drawing
Center in New York City which included Gone, An Historical Romance of a Civil
War as It Occurred Between the Dusky Thighs of One Young Negress and Her
Heart. As the title indicates, from the get-go Walker was fully engaged with an
ambitious program. One long white wall held a series of life-sized black paper
silhouettes, which she seemed to have cut from our nation's collective image
bank. Hoop skirts, Spanish moss, twisted braids, "birthin' babies,"-- the figures
dance and float their way down the wall, embodying and enacting exchanges of
power between characters drawn from historical romance, sexual fantasy, and
the parlor games, theatrical melodramas and dioramas of 19th century popular
culture. It was a dazzling tour de force of visualization, at once elegant,
hilarious, and extremely painful.
In the nine years since, Walker has followed up on the promise of her early
ambition, extending in many ways the material set forth in Gone. She has been
very productive; she has exhibited many series of drawings and watercolors,
made a pop-up book, and filled room after room of the world's major galleries
and museums with tableaux of her silhouettes. She has had remarkable
success, in terms of opportunities to exhibit, attention from the press, and major
awards conferred. She has also weathered serious controversy; in an act of
attempted infanticide unusual in women's art, some older artists were so
offended, angered, and hurt by her images that in 1997 they mounted a letter-
writing campaign against her work, hoping to prevent it from reaching a public.
After taking some time out to collect herself, Walker came back from this attack
feistier than ever. A recent exhibition and its important accompanying
catalogue, both titled Kara Walker: Narratives of a Negress, provide us with an
opportunity to step back from this tumultuous young career, to reflect on what
Walker, just now reaching full maturity, has accomplished in the first decade of
her life as an exhibiting artist. The project as a whole shares a remarkable unity
of purpose. It is clear that the design of the book was of a piece with the staging
of the exhibition--the curators were also two of the four editors--and many
decisions were made to keep Kara Walker's art and voice as strong as possible.
There is much indeed to say about the exhibition, most of it beyond the task of
this essay. Perhaps it is enough here to acknowledge that the installation of the
work was straightforward in terms of the clear access it provided to Walker's art.
This is unusual; in an effort to alert viewers to controversial work, galleries often
use various techniques, including wall texts and the construction of special
routes viewers must follow to enter the exhibition. Either practice places a buffer
between controversial work and the viewer. Either practice can also,
conveniently for the gallery, place distance between the exhibiting institution
and the artist, in effect serving as a disclaimer. This shapes the message of an
artist, sometimes nearly to the point of censorship. Neither of these things
happened in this installation. There was one sign at the entrance notifying the
parents of young children of the content of the images; the two main galleries
holding the show were openly arranged, with clear lines of sight permitting
comparison between earlier and more recent work, work in different media, and
work on different scales.
Narratives of a Negress poses a still greater challenge, due to the many kinds
of work being presented--there are index cards (more about them shortly);
drawings; watercolors; photographs of silhouette installations; and even a book
within the book (the pop-up book mentioned above). In addition to changing
media, Walker's images are all changing form internally, as they are morphing
embodiments, bits of evidence from visual archives from all levels of culture.
Within each artwork, there is an ongoing visual turbulence, with constant
exchanges of power being represented. It would be easy to imagine design that
insisted on adding its own visual information, which would have had the effect of
tipping the whole endeavor towards overabundance, creating visual white noise.
The large, heavy book could have seemed pretentious or even arrogant.
Happily, this does not happen. The book is saved by restraint; the cover and the
basic design scheme is black and white, and the weight comes honestly, as it
were, from the quality of the paper stock. The color photography, even of black
and white art, is excellent; the texture of the materials comes across. The layout
is elegant, beautifully functional. As you look through the images and read the
texts, all the reference information you need is at hand, on each page. The only
flipping you do is to locate different bodies of work, and this serves the function
of keeping the art constantly in front of your eyes.
SPEAKING FOR THE TEAM that steered the project, editor Ian Berry said they
saw the exhibition and the catalogue as two components of the same project,
one providing a vivid experience in a specific time and place, the other having a
long afterlife and reaching a much broader audience. The catalogue not only
documents the exhibition but also presents additional information to the reader
about the artist and her work. Reference information is included, from
reproductions of many works of art not in the actual exhibition, to an exhibition
history, to a bibliography. Reflection on the work is provided in essays by four
critics and scholars, each of whom approached the subject from a different
professional background. This is a real strength of Narratives of a Negress; it is
hard to imagine sufficient illumination concerning Walker's work coming from
any one direction. One thing all four do share, however, is a reference to her
critics; the controversy forms a subtext of the book. The reader senses a will to
put it aside, if not behind, to "set aside the yoke of always having to address it,"
in Ian Berry's words.
Mark Reinhardt provides the fresh look of a political scientist, writing with great
sensitivity about the images themselves as well as their contexts and uses. His
essay, "The Art of Racial Profiling," uses as points of reference our everyday
experience, non-expert, outside any art gallery--for instance, the pickle the
police are in when they gather racial profiling information to prove they don't use
racial profiling; or the prevalence of the novel and film versions of Gone With
the Wind as the primary vehicles of popular impressions of the history of the
Civil War. He never underestimates the power of such practices to shape our
thinking and beliefs, both conscious and unconscious, regarding race and is
clearly engaged by Walker's powerful use of them. He describes the consistent
duality of her work, at once elegant and vulgar, clear and obscure, grim and
funny, and the way it engages us in reflecting on our relation to the seductions
of popular culture. Reinhardt is very acute on the humor in her work, discussing
the unheimlich, or the making strange of our own home, our own history. He
takes up the controversy surrounding her work, with a sharp analysis of her
goals and of the often used but not often unpacked word "stereotype," insisting
that a stereotype is a field of struggle, neither inherently positive or negative, but
dependent for its meaning on the uses to which it is put. Reinhardt compares
her work to two other major presentations of racism and stereotyping: first, the
unquestioned, hidden fascination--he uses the word pornography--of early
abolitionist accounts of slavery; and second, the work of philosopher-artist
Adrian Piper. Both of these exist as a pretext for correcting the wrongs of
racism. Reinhardt points out that Walker's vision is grimmer, finally. Her images
are buried deeper in imagination and fantasy. He concludes: "She does not give
us a world of redemption in suffering and virtue in victimhood… in taking up old
fantasies and familiar idioms, she has found a new way of picturing the politics
of race."
Darby English's extended essay, "This is not about the Past: Silhouettes in the
Work of Kara Walker," reveals admirable depth and breadth of reference. He
sees as central in her work her reformation of history, her freeing of the self to
"do the work of mining history's unarticulated passages, art's unmade objects,
and the value of counter-memory itself." Like the other essayists, he examines
the controversy surrounding her work as well as her response to it in a
remarkable work of 1998, Cut. In this analysis, as well as in subsequent
examinations of her pop-up book, Freedom: A Fable by Kara Elizabeth Walker--
A Curious Interpretation of Wit in a Negress in Troubled Times with Illustrations,
and of the Klein Group-type, perceptually oscillating silhouette Untitled (1995),
English shows remarkable insight into the history of silhouettes and racism. He
offers a stirring defense of Walker's project of counter-memory. It is also the
case that the only lapse of editorial rigor in the catalogue comes with his piece,
which has the congested tone of a writer who has more ideas than he knows
what to do with and would appreciate the challenge of strong editing. And the
only mean-spirited note of the book occurs in his piece, where he refers to
another scholar's writing about Kara Walker as "pop psychology," a needless
potshot in a volume that otherwise maintains a near courtly tone about difficult
subject matter.
Or, more accurately, the last writer to appear who isn't Kara Walker. Editor Ian
Berry explained that he believes the production of catalogues of the work of
living artists should be collaborations. Since Walker did not want to write an
essay, and since she had already given many interviews, they had the notion of
making a kind of book within the catalogue, through the sequencing of the
information and the inclusion of a different kind of writing from Walker herself.
Thus, the voice that comes across most clearly in the catalogue is Walker's.
The table of contents doesn't even appear until page 87; all the pages before
are reproductions of Walker's work and pieces of her writing, with the result that
her voice sets the tone. Her voice begins and continues throughout the volume
in the form of index cards, which appear to be Walker's personal note-keeping
system. Edited by Berry from a large pile the artist gave him to work with, the
cards are reproduced nearly as a trompe l'oeil; typed by Walker on white stock,
they look like they have been laid out, slightly dog-eared, somewhat marked up
and edited, on the white pages of the book, giving them a sense of informal
immediacy. They encompass a wide range of material, from quotations from her
reading, to flights of fiction, to character sketches, to rants. The first two,
opening the book, bear transcribing in as close as possible to Walker's original
(typos included):
(1) "and now, dear reader, I come to a period in my unhappy life, which I would
gladly forget if I could. The remembrance fills me with sorrow and shame. It
pains me to tell you of it; but I have promised to tell you the truth, and I will do it
honestly, let it cost me what it may. I will not try to screen myself behind the
compulsion from a master; for it was not so. Neither can I plea ignorance or
thoughtlessness. For years, my master had done his utmost to pollute my mind
with foul images, and to destroy the pure principles inculcated by my
grandmother, and the good mistress of my childhood.
(2) "The influences of slavery had had the same effect on me that they had on
other young girls; they had made me prematurely knowind, concerning the evil
ways of the world. I knew what I did, and I did it with deliberate calculation"
"Linda brent"
harriet Jacobs
Incidents…
This is the equivalent of throwing down the gauntlet to her critics. It tells the
reader that Walker insists that she, and they, and we, share more rather than
less. Instead of being innocent, powerless victims, she sees her figures as
actors, as players. In a conference held in conjunction with the exhibition,
scholar Hamza Walker told Kara Walker she is a post-civil rights, post-Roots
artist. He said that she is an heiress of decades of representations, and that she
has made the very act of using these representations an act of unflinching
honesty, of searching through multiple truths, an act of agency in historical
interpretation and current ethical living.
The very last image of the book is a cut black paper cloudscape taken from a
larger installation. "The End" is written on the central cloud, and it is a lovely
visual joke. On the opposite page, however, is another of the note cards, firing
its own final salvo: