A brief summation of works read this week:
A) Raiford: The Black Panther movement used photography to both deconstruct and reconstruct the meaning of the African-American body in order to tailor their public image.
B) Jones: Artists of African descent in Southern California, even with virtually no help from the (white) art establishment, created a flourishing community that translated their lived experiences into art that challenged social injustices.
C) Johnson: African-American artists risk alienating with a single-minded focus on “black solidarity”, something that can prove divisive for the viewers.
Art critic Ken Johnson’s piece on “Now Dig This! Art & Black Los Angeles 1960-1980” is now infamous for the bizarre analysis of the “divisive” nature of African-American art that it contains. Johnson seems to be unable to critique any form of art without comparing it to the work of white male artists. African-American art, it seems, has no intrinsic value – it only has value by its relationship to the art of white men. This de-legitimizes not only African-American art but the artists themselves, people who contribute more than simply race to their work (though race and ethnicity are obviously important parts of their work). Johnson refuses to see “Now Dig This!” as a varied collection of the works of many different artists, stunningly different in their backgrounds and their work alike. For lack of a better phrase, these artists are literally colored by their collective blackness, and Johnson is rendered blind to all else. Furthermore, the incredibly diverse artistic makeup of “Now Dig This!” appears to be ranked by supposed accessibility. Ken Johnson, a white man, feels alienated by the work of these artists (not all of whom are black, yet another point he misses!), claiming that the work “divides viewers between those who, because of their life experiences, will identify with the struggle for black empowerment, and others for whom the black experience remains more a matter of conjecture…those viewing from a more distanced perspective may regard as social realist clichés, like the defiant fist” (Johnson). One must suppose that not only is the work of these artists divisive according to Johnson, but it is actually clichéd! Not to discredit the entirety of the African-American artist community, Johnson does single out a few artists that he feels have succeeded – those who “complicate how we think about prejudice and stereotyping” (Johnson). Such a statement is significantly less inflammatory, yet it is followed by the absurd proclamation that the “art of black solidarity gets less traction because the postmodern art world is, at least ostensibly, allergic to overt assertions of any kind of solidarity” (Johnson). Somehow, solidarity has become passé, or is not nuanced enough in African-American art. Perhaps, following Johnson’s advice, artists of African descent should be less “obvious”, adhere less frequently to “clichés” of social justice and solidarity. Maybe African-American artists and artists of all other backgrounds involved in “Now Dig This!” and similar projects will provide more accessible and less “clichéd” works hinged on issues of racism, oppression, and solidarity, when racism, oppression, and solidarity are no longer a problem, Mr. Johnson.