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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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