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Maple
Tree Series
Dartmouth College/Winter, 2007 |
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| WOMAN SPEAK |
Susan Taylor
Editorial director, Essence magazine |
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My husband smiles knowingly when, after
getting him to agree to a moratorium on purchasing more art,
I come home with a new piece, and the only explanation I
can offer is that it spoke to me. Sana Musasama’s work
speaks to me. It speaks as well to my husband. Sana's workspeaks
to people throughout the world. Miles Davis once said there
are two questions to be asked about any artist: Does he have
ideas and can he project? Miles would have appreciated Sana’s
artistry. Whatever the medium an artist works through, the
challenge is to find her own voice. When the artist is a
woman, it is doubly hard to project her ideas. For Black
women artists, the difficulty trebles.
Sana Musasama, whose ceramics are bold, provocative and fearless,
is one of the few African American women artists whose work
is respected in an art world that is both racist and
sexist. Her work is worldly wise and earthy; earthy like
the places she is drawn to in her travels: the Kenyan bush,
the hills of Cambodia, places that are in the outer reaches
of the earth. But that voice is also full of light and laughter.
Sana is a wonderful storyteller. Poignant, funny, absurd
and sometimes horrifying stories find their way into her
work. And when you don’t see them at first, you
hear in her pieces traces of the accents of women of diverse
and divergent cultures.
In our age of sophistication, when much that was magical
has been exposed and explained, art still holds epiphanies
for us, can still leave us awestruck and transformed. But
women have been speaking in this way from time immemorial,
transforming earth and water into mud, and mud and fire into
something seemingly incorruptible. In every culture, women
were the first potters. Clay was believed to have a woman’s
soul, and men were proscribed from working with it.Women
made vessels in the shapes of their bodies and in the likeness
of their womb to hold water and seed. Women made houses out
of mud and dung and baked them in the sun of the savanna.
In all of the world’s most ancient myths, God is a
potter and a Goddess.
In all of these beautifully wrought works of art are the
allusions to women’s bodies and the issues surrounding
our bodies: the bright, fragrant flower of our sexual allure,
the garden seeded, the fruit borne, the womb. And nowhere
are the allusions more powerful than in Sana’s ceramic
commentary on ritual initiations, like female circumcision,
as the terrible price women sometimes pay for admission into
societies that may be civilized in a literal sense but are
yet brutally misogynist. These isolated vaginal forms stare
back at us in stunning silence. But they are not mute.They
speak volumes. There is also an awful beauty in their power
to transform our ignorance and apathy into knowledge, responsibility,
compassion and motivation to make change. Sana has literally
shined a light on a tragic condition of millions of women
around the world. Sana, we are awakening. We hear you. |
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| CUSTOM MADE: VULVIC TRANSFORMATIONS |
Suzanne Ramljak
Writer, curator and art historian |
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Clay has always been more than just material
for Sana Musasama. It has served as a guide and entrée
into various cultures, leading her to distant lands, including
India, Japan, Vietnam and Mexico. Musasama’s involvement
with ceramics also brought her to Africa, where she discovered
a sense of community and creative sustenance. “Africa
became my wellspring, engendering in me a fearlessness,” Musasama
says. She even replaced her given surname, “Wallace,” with
one derived from the West African chiefs Musa and Sama. The
artist found something else on the continent that she didn’t
expect, something that crept into view like a shadowy specter.
Across the region girls were being maimed, their genitals
cut, sewn and scarred as part of a centuries-old custom of
femalecircumcision. The culture that provided her with such
strength now came with the taint of blood.
For twenty years after this realization, Musasama silently
carried the painful truth, unable to discuss or express it.
When she finally dared ask an African man about circumcision
and childbearing, she was bluntly told that women were “chickens,” and
that no custom would ever prevent them from breeding. This
crude view of females as hens surfaced in her work in the
form of hundreds of hand-sized clay eggs, or ovaries. These
reproductive organs inevitably led her to sculpt the geography
of the vulva, with its labial folds and hooded clitoris.
Musasama was soon in the heated terrain of genital
mutilation.
In formal terms, Musasama’s pod-like sculptures are
variations on a closed structure, with assorted folds, sutures
and bindings. Engaging and often lovely, the pods bespeak
a dreadful violence. Through the supple medium of clay she
recounts transgressions against the body; physical mutilation
becomes sculptural mutation, agony turns into
art.
Musasama’s chosen material and techniques underscore
her subjects’ torment. Stoneware is preferred due to
its total vitrification during firing, which captures the
emotional hardening of girls after circumcision. Her methods
of closure also echo the process of genital alteration. In
actual practice, materials like animal gut, twine and thorns
are used to fasten the gaping vagina after the labia are
severed. Musasama also enlists organic matter such as bamboo,
straw, horn and quills, along with rubber, wire and even
safety pins. Keloids and scarification—common by-products
of the operation—appear in her work as lumps or raised
patterns. Musasama further invests certain pieces with tufts
of her own pubic hair. Red rose petals are introduced within
and around the forms to suggest the flow of blood.
The reality of female genital mutilation is staggering. Dating
back thousands of years, the procedure is still performed
on some 2 million girls annually. The ritual surgery may
be conducted anytime between birth and adulthood, but most
commonly between the ages of 7 and 10.
While prevalent in Islamic countries within Africa and the
Middle East, the practice is cross-cultural. The process
is typically done without anesthesia and every conceivable
tool is used to cut the vulva and clitoris. In spite of its
brutality and risks—from infection to shock to death—the
ritual is defended on many fronts: to preserve virginity,
increase marriage prospects, prevent promiscuity and protect
against rape. Regardless of rationale, the tradition is ultimately
a means of controlling female bodies; like fashioning a chastity
belt out of flesh.
It is a testament to Musasama’s broad understanding
that she can commune within a culture that abuses women in
this way. Although deeply troubled by the bloody custom,
she still respects the value of its larger ritual context.
The specific circumcision rite that she encountered in Sierra
Leone involved 13- to 16-year olds and lasted three months.
During the initiation ceremony, girls are celebrated, given
gifts, taught lessons and welcomed into a community of sisterhood.
Genital cutting was just the finale of a generous retreat
designed to equip young women for the future. Likemuch of
culture, the ritual both endows and extracts a price from
its participants. Nonetheless,Musasama’s personal wish
would be to maintain the rite of passage, but without the
cutting, a blood-free alternative adopted in countries like
Ghana and Kenya.
On a broader level, Musasama’s work speaks to
the dual nature of all rituals that serve to
strengthen a society while curbing the power of an individual.
Women’s bodies remain subject to greater cultural domination
and Musasama has explored other forms of sanctioned coercion,
including foot binding, neck rings, prostitution and honor
killing. These traditional practices take their place in
the continuum of offenses, enacted in the name of custom
or community. Musasama acknowledges that “we are all
in some form of bondage” and her work exposes the painful
mores that we’ve become entangled in.
Never a practitioner of art for art’s sake, Musasama
enlists her considerable skills in the interest of humanity.
With her circumcision series, the consciousness-raising process
extends beyond the gallery encounter. When a piece is sold,
the artist gives part of the proceeds to a clinic that helps
reconstruct the genitalia of circumcised women. Owners of
these vulvic pods are obligated to share the cultural story
with others.
From her series on the 19th-century movement to harvest maple
syrup as an alternative to the slave-driven sugar trade to
her current work on the unnamed multitudes slaughtered throughout history,
Musasama unfolds epic human tales. Such sagas are
made palpable through compelling form, and we are seduced
into pondering painful scenarios. Musasama’s art reveals
the astounding malleability of both clay and flesh, as they’re
shaped under the pressure of custom and desire. |
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| A SEASON OF ABUNDANCE |
David Revere McFadden
Chief curator, Museum of Arts & Design |
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When I asked Sana Musasama what it was
that attracted her to clay in the early days of her career,
she said “It is the material that talked to me and
the one through which I can speak most effectively.”This
directness is typical of both Musasama and her work, but
it belies the tangible, visual and intellectual complexities
of her art. Musasama’s work, as well as her lifestyle,
reflects this complexity. For anyone fortunate enough to
be invited to her home, Musasama’s life and art are
virtually impossible to separate. Her house is filled with
her works
in clay, not unexpectedly, but the setting for the works
is lush with mementoes, collections and souvenirs through
which the artist’s life and vision is celebrated and
remembered.
Musasama’s intimate knowledge of and love for the medium
of clay has been shaped by many events in her life. Of special
importance was her time studying at Alfred in upstate New
York, where she came in contact with such noteworthy artists
and teachers as Tony Hepburn, Wayne Higby, Robert Turner,
Andrea and John Gill, and Val Cushing. The work of these
artists encompasses a wide range of approaches to the medium,
from independent sculpture to functional pottery. All, however,
share a keen appreciation for the seductive tacticity of
clay, love of rich glaze effects and interest in pushing
the medium beyond its traditional craft associations. These
lessons about the potential of the medium were quickly absorbed
by the artist, whose own career was launched by an important
solo exhibition at June Kelly Gallery in New York in 1995.
International travel also contributed to the artist’s
dedication to her medium, beginning with trips to West Africa,
Japan, India, Vietnam, Thailand, China and Korea, as well
as France and the Netherlands. Here the artist established
friendships with a wide range of individuals, some of whom
were artists working in clay. From each she drew inspiration
for her own work, and it confirmed her belief that clay is
truly one of the most global mediums. The artist has commented “Every
culture that I encountered had deep and profound links to
clay. Clay is everywhere, and it is this ubiquity that makes
it such a powerful communicator of cultural values.” Clay
is universal and abundant, and it is this accessibility that
makes it such a potent means of communication.
Abundance in both spirit and form is a hallmark of Musasama’s
approach to clay. For her, clay is a metaphor for abundance,
for fecundity and growth, and the most intimate of human
concerns, strivings and visions. She uses clay with abandon;
her shapes are muscular, energetic and animated, and her
surfaces rich with intricate
textures. Abundance is also underscored in Musasama’s
monumental installations.
In her work, tumescent forms appear to writhe and stretch
heavenward. They
comprise stacked elements resembling bursting seed pods,
entwined roots and vines
and, in some instances, raw earth that surrounds the vegetal
forms. Their surfaces
are painted with bold splashes of earth tones—ochre,
rust, moss green, humus
brown—mottled or scumbled or carried out in intentionally
crude dots or concentric rings. These works suggest the cycles
of emergence, growth and decay that permeate nature in all
of its manifestations.
The works in this exhibition were part of a Maple Tree series
that explored variations
on the theme over several years. The colorful exuberance
of these trees can be appreciated on a purely visual level,
but they are significant on a much more personal level for
the artist. The series is revelatory of Musasama’s
profound
engagement with social, political and historical issues that
have informed her life and art. As with clay itself, trees
were seen by the artist as universal symbols that function
as cultural communicators of myth, knowledge and belief.
For Musasama, trees are metaphors for seasonality; sliced
through their inner structures they serve as calendars that
record time and change. For most people, trees also connote
characteristics such as strength and flexibility in the face
of changing environmental
conditions, and this association further attracted the artist.
While the Maple Tree
series is a logical extension of Musasama’s focus on the abundant and
fecund forms of nature, there is another story to be told.
The series was created in response to a magazine article that the artist read while
traveling via Amtrak through Slippery Rock, Pennsylvania.
The article was about the history of maple sugaring in America,
beginning with the earliest known use of the sap from maple
trees to produce sugar by Native Americans. The knowledge
of this hidden resource in the vast forests of North America
was shared with newly arrived settlers from Europe. By the
late 18th century, maple sugar was being produced in sufficient
quantities that it could be used
as a trade commodity.
It was the potential social implications of maple sugaring
that adds another layer to the story. Cane sugar, the competitive
sweetener to maple sugar, was a commodity made possible because
of the enslavement of thousands of Africans, who labored
in the cane fields. For early American abolitionists, domestically
produced maple sugar could serve the goals of freedom from
slavery.
It is the maple tree as a symbol of liberation that propelled
Musasama’s work. As in all of her work, Musasama enriches
the surface of the clay with lush color applied in bold gestural
strokes. The historical context of her work—the story
behind the image—is made visible in shapes that connote
emergence into life.
For Sana Musasama, the abundance of nature, the global language
of clay, and trees as a symbol of history and of spiritual
and cultural liberation are seamlessly merged in a body of
work that celebrates a season of abundance and a lifetime
of remembrance. |
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