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April 6, 2008

War and Peace

Filed under: Peace, film, history, politics — Peaceful Me @ 5:20 pm

I went to see the film The Hunting Party over the weekend and it got me to think about the nature of war and peace. I think we will mostly agree that the nature of most conflicts between countries are universal. They are struggles over rights, power, culture clashes and borders. The solutions are usually pretty universal as well: people get tired of the killing, have to make compromises on their positions and then have to agree to try to forget — or at least accept the past.

The Hunting Party is loosely based on some real events related to the war (and peace) in Bosnia. The story follows a once revered war correspondant (Richard Gere) who dropped from the heights of success after having an on-air meltdown when reporting on one particularly brutal Serbian attack on a Bosnian village. Fast-forward 5 years after the “Peace Accord” was signed and this reporter is reunited with his cameraman (Terrence Howard) and proposes a plan to track down one of the most heinous Serbian war criminals (whose head has a $5,000,000 bounty) and bring him to justice. What unfolds is a story that highlights the question of whether any of the major players in brokering peace and policing the world’s conflict really care about justice. Just consider the fact that there is a $5,000,000 bounty on both Ratko Mladic and Radovan Karadzic (and check out this for information about why capturing and punishing criminals like Karadzic is so complex)

And this is what got me to thinking. There are so many parallels that can be made to World War II and the massive exodus of Nazi war criminals; purveyors of genocide in Cambodia, Rwanda, Liberia, Israel, and Chile, to mention a few; and of course more recently, the events of 9/11, Al-Qaeda, Afghanistan and the hunt for Osama bin Laden. I was left having to face the sad reality that “peace” usually comes about by selling out justice and my own country (the USA) is one of the worst brokers in unjust peace.

Is the price of peace worth the injustice? Can we not have both?

Am I too idealistic?

OK, I know the answer to that last question ;-)

March 18, 2008

In Honor Of Women’s History Month: The Contribution of Women Artists

Filed under: Race Relations, art, education, history — Peaceful Me @ 11:28 pm

I was invited to give the keynote address for a Women’s History Month program and I have included some excerpts of my talk entitled “Against All Odds: African American Women Artists Making History” for your educational enlightenment ;) :

The development of an American female identity is often associated with social, political, economic and even physical struggle. The same thing can be said for the development of an African-American identity. In this regard, emancipation should be seen as a process by which practices, laws and public opinion gradually reshape the dominant culture. Art can play a vital role in reshaping culture, and thus social and political change.

The emergence of heroic African American figures that gained widespread attention first appears in the 19th century associated with the Abolitionist movements. Although they were working in concert with White abolitionists, many Black leaders urged their fellow men and women to help themselves to freedom. For example, Harriet Tubman engineered a network of safe houses, raised necessary funding and developed a system of communication to help those escaping slavery make the arduous journey towards the freedom that Northern states promised. Sojourner Truth was born a slave and became a prominent an American Abolitionist and women’s rights activist born who in 1851 challenged the Ohio Women’s Rights Convention with her eloquent and heartfelt speech entitled “Ain’t I a Woman?” What is consistent in these examples and many others is that African-Americans and especially women lead their own struggle, as opposed to waiting for the beneficence of others. 

 

In 1865 Mary Edmonia Lewis left for Italy, visiting Florence first and then settling in Rome to continue her studies where she was influenced by Greco-Roman sculpture. As was typical of artists during that period she modeled her work first out of clay or plaster in a small size. At that point most artists consigned the carving of larger scaled figures in marble to one of the ateliers that employed skilled stone carvers. Lewis, however, carved her work herself in order to prove her skill and to insure that there would be no doubt about her talent.

Forever Free(ca. 1867) was Lewis’ monument to the Emancipation Proclamation. It commemorates the ratification of the 13th Ammendment abolishing slavery. Lewis shows the now freed African American man raising his fist to the heavens after breaking free of the chains of slavery that bound him. Kneeling by his side is his female counterpart who clasps her hands as if praying and raises her eyes to heaven.

The Death Of Cleopatra (ca. 1875-76) won a distinguished prize at the Philadelphia Centennial of 1876. However, Lewis herself could not enter the exhibition hall to collect the prize due to her race. Lewis was one of the first Afican American artists to employ themes of Egypt as symbolic of Africa and a pan-African identity.

Meta Vaux Warrick Fuller showed artistic promise while attending the Pennsylvania Academy of Fine Arts and like many artists in her time decided to study in Paris at the Ecole des Beaux Arts. There she gained the rcognition and encouragement of Auguste Rodin and had works selected to exhibit in the Salons at the Louvre in 1904 and 1905.

Ethiopia Awakening(ca. 1914) is often viewed as an inspiration for the artists of Harlem Renaissance. It was commissioned by the NAACP for the first “America’s Making” Exhibition. Fuller conceived of the figure as a female mummy who is coming unbound from her stifling wrappings. She is wearing the headdress of an Egyptian pharoah as a symbol of her power, which is equivalent to that of any man.

Mary Turner, Silent Protest Against An Angry Mob (ca. 1917-1919) reveals the expressive handling of sculpture reminicent of Rodin’s later work. The subject was ripped from the ghastly headlines of lynchings and attacks on African Americans. Mary Turner’s husband had been lynched and when Turner threatened to call the Federal authorities an angry mob descended upon her. They dragged the pregnant Turner into the woods; hung her upside down; soaked her in gasoline and then set her on fire. While she burned to death, someone decided to cut her unborn baby from her womb and then stomp its life out on the ground. This is just one of a multitude of horror stories in the struggle for civil rights, but it’s one that Fuller did justice to in the exquisite sculpture. She has captured the sense of the expectant mother trying to protect her unborn child from the mob violence by sheltering her womb with her arms folded over her belly.

Augusta Fells Savage wouldn’t have had a career as an artist if her father had had anything to say about it. He was a Methodist minister who thought her modeling of small figures was pagan — taking Biblical verses about graven images to heart. But after winning a prize at a Florida State Fair she was encouraged and able to save money to head to Harlem where she felt she could get the artistic training and encouragement she needed.

After taking free classes at Cooper Union she applied for a scholarship to attend a summer program in France. Once the French government realized they had accepted an African American student, they expressed concern that the other students wouldn’t accept her and rescinded the offer. Savage didn’t go down without a fight and made the case public — creating something of an international incident — but the French government would not relent.

She continued to work hard and in 1929 her efforts paid off when Gamin, a sculpture of her nephew won her a Rosenwald Fellowship. She left for Paris that same year and studied there for about four years. By the time Savage returned to the States the Depression was in full swing. However, so was the WPA (Works Progress Administration) that provided work for artists in FAPs (Federal Arts Project). Savage secured several commissions and became the director of the Harlem Community Art Center as a result.

In 1939, Savage exhibited The Harp at the World’s Fair in New York. Based on the NAACP National Anthem “Lift Every Voice and Sing” by James Weldon Johnson, and his brother Rosamund, Savage’s harp is comprised of figures from an African American choir who open their mouths wide in joyful song.

Elizabeth Catlett received her Bachelor’s degree in printmaking at Howard University and her MFA in sculpture at the University of Iowa, where she studied with Grant Wood (the noted American Regionlist painter). Wood taught all his students to make work about what they knew; so for Catlett (the daughter of two school teachers) that meant subjects from African American History and specifically African American women.

 

In 1946, Catlett won a Rosenwald Fellowship which allowed her to study printmaking at the People’s Graphic Art Workshop in Mexico City. There she met Diego Rivera and David Alfaro Siquieros who impressed upon her the role that art could play in shaping political and social change. She produced a series of 12 lithographs entitled “I Am The Black Woman” from which I Am Harriet Tubman, I Helped Hundreds To Freedom is taken.

 

By the 1960s Catlett was engaged in the Black Power movement and returned to sculpture producing Homage To My Young Black Sisters (ca. 1969). This work reflects Catlett’s interest in the Modernist sculptors like Brancusi and Modigliani and exploits the natural beauty of the material (in this case, Rosewood).

The valuable lesson learned from the history of African American women artists is that this very struggle in a world which didn’t encourage women of color, instilled incredible determination and a sense of purpose, and resulted is a rich artistic tradition that has received world acclaim. It only seems fitting to close with one of my favorite works by Elizabeth Catlett: There Is A Woman In Every Color (1974/2004)

Happy Women’s History Month!

August 5, 2007

RIP: Oliver Hill (1907-2007)

Filed under: history, legal, obituary — Peaceful Me @ 10:17 pm

Oliver Hill is one of my heroes. Maybe the name doesn’t sound familiar to you but you know about him, too, I bet.

Born Oliver White in Richmond, he was the son of a minister who deserted the family when Mr. Hill was an infant. Mr. Hill took the name of his stepfather early in life and became Oliver W. Hill. At age 6, he moved with his family to Roanoke, where he attended elementary school. He went to the old Dunbar High School in Washington because of the inadequacy of Roanoke’s black schools.

In 1931, he graduated from Howard University, where he also earned a law degree in 1933. He was second in his law class, behind his best friend, Thurgood Marshall, who was to become a chief ally in the desegregation fight and who later was the first black justice on the U.S. Supreme Court.

Still not familiar? Maybe you aren’t a history buff of the Civil Rights Era like I am. But take my word for it: Oliver Hill was the Real Deal.


During the segregation era, Mr. Hill’s legal team won landmark decisions involving voting rights, jury selection, access to school buses, employment protection and other matters. Mr. Hill played a key role on the legal team for the national organization in negotiating the historic victory in the U.S. Supreme Court’s Brown vs. Topeka Board of Education decision in 1954. That unanimous decision held that school desegregation is unconstitutional. After black students from Prince Edward County’s Robert R. Moton High School went on strike in 1951 to protest inadequate school facilities and wrote to him seeking legal help, his team met with them and eventually agreed to take their case. That case became one of the original cases in the Brown vs. Board of Education decision.

The Prince Edward County schools closed to avoid desegregation June 4, 1959, and remained closed until Sept. 2, 1964. At the height of the battle, Mr. Hill emphasized, “We are battling the segregationists, not the white race. We have no desire to take anything from any white person granted him under the law or our common Christian concepts. . . . . We are now in a period of desegregation and must remember that integration is a social process that is quite different, and which will come in time.”

Brown vs, the Board of Education. Wow! What a landmark case that was — and all because some people [Oliver Hill among them] had the forsight to start prepare for the showdown that would finally take place in the chambers of the US Supreme Court in 1954.

During the 1930s, Mr. Hill was part of what was called a “family group” formed at Howard University by faculty and students to combat segregation. “We knew one day there would have to be a Brown decision. We began making plans to move forward legally working to change the status quo,” he said in a 1981 interview.

Mr. Hill began practicing law in Roanoke but returned to Washington in 1936. Three years later, he moved to Richmond at the invitation of friends to join a law firm. Those plans fell through, and he opened his own office. He later joined Martin A. Martin and Spottswood Robinson III to form the law firm of Hill, Martin & Robinson at 623 N. Third St. Mr. Hill and Robinson toured Virginia seeking civil-rights cases. During the late 1930s and the early 1940s, their target was equalization of teachers’ pay, school facilities and bus transportation for black pupils.


You see, this is what I really admire. Someone who is not afraid of a long, hard fight. Someone who knows that the ideals the United States was built on are worth fighting for. Somebody who had vision and courage. That’s Oliver Hill.

I wonder what Oliver Hill thought about the erosion of civil rights we are experiencing in the post-9/11 USA. I wonder who will be as brave and courageous as Oliver Hill and start building the case now to counter the force of the looming Big Brother and reverse the tide that is sweeping American ideals and civil liberties out to sea. Who will be our Oliver Hill in these troubling times?

I never got to meet him. I have gotten to meet another one of my heroes from that rich period of American history. I met Douglas Wilder when he came to speak to our graduates here in Doha in 2006. I got to spend a bit of time with him and have to say he was everything I expected, maash’Allah. Oh how I wish I had the chance to meet Oliver Hill.

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