As of late I have come across some serious blockages in my research. I’m finding it difficult to marry the linguistic play of the theory and the experiential quality of performance. As such I need to post something out into the ether, see if anything bounces back
What I want to do for my next performance is articulate the disenfranchisement I feel in the way in which my skin is politicized without my consent. Casual racism isn’t the right phrase but it’s the first phrase that comes to mind
Inevitably it’s more complicated than that. There was also a level of naivety on my part, which I need to acknowledge. The groups of people that I have performed for have mainly been caucasian. There aren’t many people in performance of my skin tone, at least by comparison to a causation baseline. This fact is actually advantageous to my practice as dissatisfaction with the way in which ones body is read is a reoccurring theme in many of the performers that I have looked at. Ron Athey has dealt with homosexuality and other occurring queer reading of his body. Marina Abramovic and Gina Pane dealt with issues of female subjugation and some of the unspoken values placed on their female bodies. As ever there are less straight forward examples as well. Vito Acconci creates a type of body based performance that i find confusing, posing some very complicated questions in relation to a male sexuality that doesn’t seem to infer a queer body. Chris Burden doesn’t seem to be fighting against anything in particular. If anything his risk based performance work seemed to confirm a strong white male body and its ability to endure pain for the audiences sake.
So what is my agenda or stance? Might my body based performance take such a political bent?
I’m not sure, in many social contexts ,my skin tone means that i stand out, something i realize only when someone points it out to me (and they do). Hopefully I can iterate a story that will help to highlight this.
When finishing University some of the more more active members of the year (myself not being one of them) decided to organize an awards ceremony for our last night out together. Best looking, laziest student etc… upon hearing of these awards i knew that i would win one. Not because i fit into the best or worst of any category, but because generally I didn’t fit. Out of choice and design i preferred to stay at the periphery of the drunken masses. What this meant in reality was that i was very unhappy during my university experience and concentrated on my work instead. Not something i regret, as it was justified by my eventual grade. So on the night in question as I feared I did in fact win an award. I won the ‘best asian’ now being the only asian this was actually quite funny, especially considering the fact that someone else had to come second and third. However at the time the inclusion of the category made me very uncomfortable even if i could not articulate why. In hindsight i think that for all the ways that i wanted to be fashionably ostracized my skin color was not one of them. Categorization in this way strips away nuance, and I find this difficult.
Maybe I’m being overly sensitive to the ways in which my ethnicity is punctuated.
Maybe I should accept that being part of a minority I will draw attention
Maybe next time I’ll tell you what if feel like being questioned by airport police whilst trying to board a flight to Aya Napa
