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By Evan Bissell
California is 46th in
the country on
spending on
schools and first on prisons, which in money means we are spending
$115,000 per year per juvenile inmate and $8,000 for a student in a
public
school. But funding is only one
part of the issue, a symptom rather than the root. There is an
uncomfortably close relationship between the
schools that are failing young poor people of color and the rapidly
expanding
prison system. If you look just a
bit deeper you would see that in this country, 11% of black men ages
25-34 are
incarcerated, you would see more than 7 million children who have a
parent
under the supervision of the criminal justice system, you would see the
clause
in the constitution that outlines prison as a legal form of slavery.
And because of the hand in
glove relationship of schools and
prisons, I began to think more deeply about the culture of authority,
of
punishment, of the absence of healing in education. I began to
question why I was not equipped, as a teacher, to
begin where my students were, to begin from their places of
imperfection, while
also being able to share my own. I
began to question why I, as the teacher, must project an air of
perfection in
order for someone to listen to me, or trust me, or learn with me.
Because we have all wronged people or
made mistakes. Most of us have cut
class at least once, but the question is this: what then? There
are no blank slates to begin
from.
I am currently managing a project, a dialogue that is taking place
across the walls of the San Francisco Jail. Six people, ages
15-18
have been paired
with six adults. The younger group
all have or have had a parent incarcerated. The adults all are
part of
the restorative justice program,
RSVP, at the San Francisco Jail. I am meeting with each group
once a week in art workshops. The
dialogue occurs as I bring the pieces made with one group to the next
workshop
with the second group, so that a picture started by one person could be
finished by another, a question posed could be answered and spur a new
direction in the dialogue, though the entire time, the groups will
never
physically be together. The
creative space of the workshops is to share perspective and stories, to
ask
questions that otherwise would go unasked, to celebrate oneself through
expression. As a collaborator, I
bring to the dialogue the teaching of technical skills, prompts when
needed and
acting as the physical link between each group. We are working
with
drawing, writing, painting, printmaking,
and some audio. In the last month
of the workshops we will begin constructing and composing the final
public
pieces. These pieces will be large
collages of the many works made during the four months of workshops
combined with
life size painted portraits of each pair. The final pieces will also
include audio reflections, accessible for
free by calling on cellphone.
These six large pieces, made up of hundreds of smaller pieces and
twelve life
size portraits, will first be installed together as an exhibition in
the
spring
of 2010 that will give the opportunity to host more workshops for
teachers,
service providers, youth, and the general public. Finally, the
pieces
will be installed in public, throughout
the Bay Area as murals.
In its essence,
this project is about the
power of art to transform our lives, and through that, our
society. It is about
the power of art, the power of making things with other people as an
opening of
imagination, a laying down of new paths, of working with other people
in order
to better understand oneself.
At a different point in my
life, if I had wanted to make a
piece to "change" the world as it related to prison, family, and
education, I
would have made it by myself, alone in a room somewhere. As "the
artist," I thought my power to
participate in change was in what I could tell people, and they would
change
based on what I said or created. With so much focus on convincing other
people and without tangible
changes, either in others or my own sense of self, I began to question
the way
I was making work.
At the same time I was
teaching. It is through teaching that I really began to think
about
and get context for how change occurs, and what exactly I meant by
‘change’
anyway. Where did this urge, in my
own life come from to "change" others?
And why did this so often leave me out of the picture?
When I am teaching I deal
very much with the
question of how
to respond to and work with the students who don’t conform, who are
disruptive. In those difficult
moments of the classroom, my first impulse often comes from that place
of
wanting to change the person who is making things run off course, my
thoughts
being: you need to get with the program or you need to get out. But
usually, this is also something
that is not hard to understand, I can see the shrapnel of their lives
in the
classroom, but I couldn’t really talk about it. The container isn’t
right for that. The environment isn’t set up to deal
with the totality of the lives, the experiences of the young folks I
have the
privilege of working with. It
isn’t set up to create relationships with teachers and students that
allow
honesty and support that are about dialogue. There are teachers who do
this, and
there are teachers who do, work
very hard to make this happen, and often most of this work takes place
outside
of the classroom. In effect, the
school system isn’t set up to ask the question, how are we, as a
diverse and
varied society, going to get through this together? Instead it
comes
from that place of exclusion, from that
place of: you, the student, will change and get with it or you’re going
to get
thrown to the side.
And what is more, this
mindset, this way of doing things is
very closely aligned to more obvious forms of violence, and has a
history
within the breakdown of community and family. For people of color, poor
people,
and immigrants in this country there is a history of pulling and
plucking
individuals who are either "disruptive" or don’t conform or needed for
a
certain reason, with the ripples spreading out from there. From
the practices of slavery, to
immigration laws allowing only Chinese, Mexican, and Filipino men to
come and work
here, to the Indian boarding schools, to prison today.
So while sincerely
intending to "change" the world for the
better, I began and am beginning to see, how the concept of change that
does
not include dialogue, or collaboration, that comes from isolation, from
only
one perspective and which is often the one with more power, is not
about
freedom or love. And when I
reflect on what has caused change in my own life, this is what I am
really
trying to get at.
This realization, or
rather, this vulnerability, has been
the first step in defining a creative practice and an idea of education
that is
transformative for me. It means
that I began to search out different models, teachers and artists who
were
working through dialogue, through collaboration, through a risk-taking
love. It meant taking that
“emotional bosh” idea of love, as Dr. King said, and turning it into a
strong
and demanding love that you could talk about everywhere you go.
Personally, it
means facing anger and guilt with the history of my family; through
abuse that
wasn’t named, through profit from the suffering of others, through hate
learned
in the folds of love. It means
being able to have the energy and the love to confront those things
within
myself, to be able to stand close enough to my parents, my community,
my
so-called enemies in order to really listen. This is something
that I am practicing through creativity,
and it is the basis of all of my creative work, of wanting to put love
at the
center. And it is through
creativity, through collaboration that the honesty and the risk taking
can
occur. It is through sharing
perspectives, that I am better able to see myself.
And to me, this is the
strength of working with people
through creative dialogue. This is
the strength of us being here together in a world that passes off a
lack of imagination
as practicality. What we are doing
here is practical because we are working with what we have. We
are pushing imagination. And it is through doing this together
now, that we change together.
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