Last day of SHAKE! begins

9.40am at the Stephen Lawrence Centre and all is quiet, waiting for participants to arrive and the final day’s work to begin.

Yesterday 6 of them had to go to their schools and colleges to receive their A or AS level results. Quite a heavy experience, and I really felt for them, especially with the ludicrous crush on places available to them at university. Horrible and stupid piece of policy and planning to set a target of 50% participation at university and then not to build capacity within universities to cater for this. And now of course the new government is going back on this 50% anyway. Just playing with tender young lives (and the lives of lecturerssss, administrators etc).

But back to SHAKE! The video group have got to work SO hard today to edit the film. Going to be an intense and rewarding day for them, working closely with Ana. The poetry group will polish their performances, and some of them will work with the music/DJ group to create a collaboration between spoken word and music. Others in the poetry group will continue writing, create new work. Zena has audio-recorded all of the poets to go on a CD. The Music group need to create some sounds to go on the film, and also work with text copies of the poems to research and respond in sound and music before the poets arrive…

Loads to do and a long day ahead because we are having a showcase just for us at 5pm – 7pm. But it’s 2 minutes to 10 and building feels a little bit empty…That Friday feeling? Some footsteps coming..

 

SHAKE! another view

My name is Ed, and I teach about politics, religion and philosophy, and one of the other things I do is volunteer at PLATFORM. For Most of the past few weeks I’ve been enjoying the privilege of summer holidays, but this week I’m participating in an experiment. It’s a course for young people called Shake! Conceived by PLATFORM, it is an attempt to bring together this dizzying collection of elements: the stories of Stephen Lawrence and Nigerian activist Ken Saro-Wiwa; the vast range of themes and issues that spring from those stories; the role of art-forms in bringing about social change; and the technical crafts of spoken word, DJ-ing, and film-making. It’s an experiment for the seven facilitators – who are campaigner, educators and artists – in working together in such a diverse format. It’s an experiment for me, as I find myself blending many roles – volunteer, facilitator, observer and, to be sure, teacher – some of my students of A level Government and Politics have gamely made the hike from Barnet to Lewisham every day this week (here’s hoping they’ll do it for the last two days!), and struggle occasionally to avoid calling me ‘sir’! And it’s also an experiment for the participants – things like this aren’t exactly ten-a-penny.

SHAKE! reflects the distinctive approach of PLATFORM, which attracted me to them in the first place: challenging the misdeeds of the largest centres of power in the world – corporations and banks as vast as Shell, BP and RBS – using, in part, the resources of creativity and art. One example is standing outside the Stephen Lawrence Centre right now – the Living Memorial to Ken Saro-Wiwa and eight of his fellow activists, executed for their role in the non-violent resistance to Shell’s abuse of the land and people of Ogoniland in the Niger Delta. A sculpture in the form of a Nigerian bus, it’s just one of the many creative interventions made by PLATFORM in pursuit of social and environmental justice.

So I was naturally excited about the opportunity to get involved with bringing these elements to the sorts of people – indeed, as mentioned, some of the very people – that I work with on a daily basis. And, of course, I was excited about doing it in the Stephen Lawrence Centre, another memorial, this one to the British teenager whose murder was subject to an investigation that led to the Metropolitan Police being condemned as ‘institutionally racist’. The SLC is certainly a living memorial, and I see it as an act of hopeful defiance in the face of hatred, injustice and cynicism.

The bulk of the work done at SHAKE! has been creative. Having been introduced to the stories of Ken Saro-Wiwa and Stephen Lawrence, and having been fortunate enough to meet in person Doreen Lawrence, Stephen’s mother, the participants have responded both personally and analytically, and used these responses to form the basis of what they have produced. There have been three groups – music, video and spoken word, which are beginning to work together. Poems have been spoken over African beats; a roving film-crew is interviewing hopeful DJs. We haven’t reached the end of the course yet, where things will all tie together, but I just spoke to one of the participants. He told me that he didn’t know what to expect, but he’s found an outlet to express himself where there are no holds barred. He has other outlets – sometimes he boxes – but he’s enjoyed a different kind of outlet, one that ‘feels gentle’. The discussions about ways people have challenged injustice led him to tell me that ‘knowing that there are ways of making a difference inspires you’.

I’ve also been touched. Seeing young people feel moved by injustice, and feel grasped by a commitment to act against it, is affecting. We are already talking amongst ourselves about how to continue our connection with the participants, to create an ongoing exploration of all that’s been raised here. I guess this is another way of saying – it’s been a good week so far! But there isn’t a lot more time for all this reflection – there’s work to be done…

Ed Lewis

SHAKE! our summer course on Arts, Media, Race & Power starts…

Monday 16th sees 14 participants aged between 16 and 25 meet with artists DJ Eric Soul, poets Zena Edwards and Simon Murray from African Writers Abroad, and Ana Tovey from Chocolate Films at the Stephen Lawrence Centre in Deptford, for SHAKE! Ben Amunwa, Jane Trowell and Ed Lewis from PLATFORM are coordinating…
http://remembersarowiwa.com/events-2/

This week-long course is a central part of our year-long residency with SLC called “Shaping the Future”.http://remembersarowiwa.com/shaping-the-future-global-art-project-launch…

Lots of unknowns – we’d registered a big group of participants but who would turn up? Would our collaboration between the artists work? Would we get the balance right between serious politics, art, and hope: our case studies are heavy. We are focusing on the Ogoni struggle for environmental justice in Nigeria through the life and execution of Ken Saro-Wiwa, and considering it alongside the conditions that led to the murder of Stephen Lawrence at a bus stop in Eltham in 1993, and all the wider ramifications…

So all of us were pretty happy to meet the group and hear from them…quiet-seeming, very switched on and thoughtful participants who know why they were doing the course and what their stake in it is. 9 women and 5 men, the majority describing themselves as of African-Caribbean descent, with some young people of Kurdish, Chinese, Sri Lankan, and white English backgrounds. London in all her glory…
They brought up a range of political concerns coming out of the themes, from sex-trafficking to youth crime to unemployment to racism to capitalism to combatting apathy. There was a lot to take in on day 1 and by the end I hoped we hadn’t asked too much.

Day 2… had it been too much? who would return?
But… everyone from day 1 showed up on time and we were off again. The vibe was keen, looser, and good. For this morning session, the group brought examples of something in culture which they found powerful and political. Music from K’Naan, Lowkey, Bashy, Within Temptation, Jill Scott, personal photos, photographs of life in Somalia, Anansi stories, a book by Gemma Malley… This built on what we had done yesterday where the artists had presented some work they had been influenced by, followed by discussion on how it works, why it works, for whom it works (or not)…

Then into artform groups – video documentary, music/DJ, writing/performance poetry. This was the moment we’d all been champing for – an outlet for all the talk, all the politics, and all the feelings that had been aroused… I participated in the first writing workshop. Free-writing which led to an outpouring of responses. Really powerful to be witness to it. Some tears, lots of applause. Cool calm encouraging comment from Zena and Simon and others in the group. Kernals of ideas that would be worked on, worked up. Me, I’d written a splurge about skinheads… got me going…

Killing T.I.N.A, Embracing T.A.B.O.O – The Writings on the Walls #6

Dorothea Smartt, one of the two commissioned poets from African Writers Abroad, today releases a beautiful, inspiring poem created out of the 7th November creative writing workshop: Killing T.I.N.A, Embracing T.A.B.O.O (see below).

The ink is still wet but Dorothea’s willingness to share this piece is testament to the amazing Creativity, Connections & Co-creations that are springing up with the C Words project.

The Word Sound Power generated over the weekend of the 7th November was truly invigorating. The musical-visual-poetic-sound-clash-discussion of Virtual Migrant’s ‘Passenger 6′ together with Dorothea’s poetry workshop (Full Circle), all feeding into the evening event, ‘No Condition Is Permanent’ with participants from the writing workshops blessing the mic alongside the featured poets/ writers together with welcome musical contributions and collaborations on guitar, kora and calimba.

Further poems, video, images and footage from this weekend (together with the well-attended Sunday discussion on the Future of the Niger Delta) will be made available soon. The 6th poem to be released by African Writers Abroad is below:

Killing T.I.N.A, Embracing T.A.B.O.O*
(for Sai MuRai)

There are billions of options! That we don’t listen to!
Never get to hear, never see, never make it past:
the cynical fascism of Daily Mail headlines;

out the mouth of the CNN correspondent
propped up, in a hotel bar, miles away.
from the action. We never hear it, feel it, get to

experience it – Imagine, a dreamer, a fabricator,
a storyteller, magic-maker, a fablesinger. Telling it
like it could be, like it isn’t, like it maybe! Imagine.

What if, possibly, there are billions of options
that languish taboo’d. Never make it past the tip
of the tongue, never see the light of new days,

evolve past and up into a eureka moment.
They sit, these billions, mired in despair and apathy.
No body cares to know – been there, done it,

what’s the point! There are no alternatives.
Just the way we are, the way we’ve always been.
One story. Chimamanda cautions us: Go beyond

one story. Experience the richness, the multiplicity of
voices and perspectives. You might just break-through,
a taboo, you might just break TINA

out of her tiny mind,
out of our tiny minds,
and see possibilities.

*With thanks to:
Margaret Thatcher for T.I.N.A – “There is no alternative”, and Sai MuRai for T.A.B.O.O – “There are billions of options”.

Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie for “The Danger of a Single Story”, Oct 2009, TEDTalks video, www.ted.com

The Writings on the Walls # 1

To capture the essence of C Words, African Writers Abroad have released a constant stream of poetry online and offline, on physical and virtual walls. A leaflet will also soon be made available in the Arnolfini for visitors to take away which features this poetry together with newly commissioned work, contributions from participants on the creative writing workshops, and from local Bristol writers and poets.

The first poem to be released in the season is below.

THE C WORD

as we move onwards ever upwards,
forwards never backwards
we see words and we say words
but do we hear words, Connect words?

C words: Culture Carbon Climate. Change.
over-used words, abused words
deliberately Confused words
by one unspoken silent C word

mr newsreader, mr newswriter,
Cultural Commentator, master debater
be brave, no longer fear the Client
let this C word no longer be silent

this C that lurks behind the door
C that bring riches, yet devastates the poor
C that stops us talking to one another
fear of strangers, neighbours, fear of the other

C – Cause of anger, hate, terrorism, rage
turns the herd upon itself, inside its Cage.
jailing the victim, rewarding the suited thief
simple ‘solutions’ mask Complexities beneath

selling, pricing, buying lives
dinner of genocide, big C thrives
rapacious insatiable beast
C finds little profit in peace

C – pacifies and distracts from its own true blame
fireworks and Candyfloss while Continents flame.
umbilical Chains of greed, selfishness, jealousy
under a starry C, newborns drown in slavery

torture, death, ridicule, for those who oppose
fame, fortune, legacy, for puppets who pose.

C – supporter of Conservative, labour, liberal, republican, democratic governments
C behind all Criminal Cartel Crusading Corrupt Corporate… Stunts

Chattel, Colonialism, neo-Colonialism,
Corporatocracy, Consumerism, ‘Civilisation’
Columbus, Cabot, Cook,
Churchill, Church

Control, Coerce, Chaos, Crisis,
Crunch, Crush, Clash, Culture, Capture,
Crass, Class, Conflict, Convict,
Complicity, City, Corrode, Crude… Coca Cola

mother earth – we have identified your would be assassin
we know the enemy’s shame
this poem has been brought to you by:
the Countless number slain

and the letter C…

let us speak the devil’s name and free ourselves from prison:
“Cuh…”
“Cah…”
“Cap…”
“Cap-it…”
“Capit-al…”
“KKKAPITALISM”

by Simon Murray
African Writers Abroad

Challenging Climate Racism

Under the capitalist system, in order that England may live in comparative comfort, a hundred million Indians must live on the verge of starvation – an evil state of affairs, but you acquiesce in it every time you step into a taxi or eat a plate of strawberries and cream. The alternative is to throw the Empire overboard and reduce England to a cold and unimportant little island where we should all have to work very hard and live mainly on herrings and potatoes.

From George Orwell’s The Road to Wigan Pier (1937)

I woke to a cold November morning, forcing myself from my warm cocoon. Ahead of me – a Saturday of C Words discussions around climate justice and racism.

My radio burbled in the galley as I readied myself for the day ahead. Justin Webb interviewed the Immigration Minister Phil Woolas who was keen to defend the government against accusations that it was or ever had been acquiescent on immigration. He argued that new immigration controls were “starting to bite” and that Britain’s border control regime was “the envy of the industrialised world”.

After the sports news, the same theme was picked up in another discussion, this time on the continuing war in Afghanistan. The interviewee, Paul Lever, chairman of the Royal United Services Institute argued that “Better control of our borders and immigration” would be infinitely more effective in defeating terrorism in British towns and cities than any number of British troops in Helmand.

What was missing from these discussions was any exploration of the factors which might drive desperate individuals to leave behind homes and families and risk their lives to enter Britain in search of sanctuary, in search of opportunities which, whose of us fortunate enough to hold an EU passport take for granted.

In the majority world there are few who fail to understand the link between environmental exploitation and their own oppression. C Words explores this link through commissions from African Writers Abroad (AWA) and Virtual Migrants, as well as through PLATFORM’s Remember Saro-Wiwa project (RSW). C Words seeks to avert a future where climate refugees clamour in vain at sealed borders.

This weekend saw poetry workshops and performance, live music in the gallery and discussions exploring one of the C Words questions: what might the world look like in 25 years time? African Writers Abroad chose the theme – Embracing TABOO (There Are Billions Of Options) – while Remember Saro-Wiwa framed Sunday’s discussions – No Condition is Permanent. Both discussions focussed on change. Change is inevitable, governments, oil multinationals and other elites – largely white – largely male, are doubtless planning for 2034 and beyond. We each have a responsibility to play a part in shaping that future, lest we should be presented with a future which is already being fashioned for us in the board-rooms of the industrialised world.

Benjamin,
C Words Co-Realizer

Totally fantastic day yesterday

TOTALLY EPIC DAY yesterday with African Writers Abroad, Virtual Migrants, and Remember Saro-Wiwa events. I was completely inspired by the energy flowing around all day – from the workshops in the Meeting Room to performances in Galleries 3 and 4. The place was buzzing. I had been having conniptions earlier in the week about getting audiences for the workshops and performances, BUT we had really good turnout, great vibe, and fantastic discussion. Good laugh til late on boat afterwards. Never has the Heloise Bay had so many poets on it at once.

There was also a “Mash-up” going on – family day organised by Arnolfini, on climate change and protest. Trapese’s space in Gallery 2 was filled with kids all making banners. Great stuff…

jane

The Bristol bus boycott & other stories

On Sunday afternoon, Virtual Migrants presented a performance and talk: The Centre Cannot Hold, Part 1. The performance examined the social inequalities around the issue of climate change. The following discussion looked at why those most effected are largely not the industrialised economies causing it; the connections between environmental crises and migration; and local Bristol history that connects to these wider issues.

A crowd gathered in the gallery where an installation of projected video, text and audio formed the backdrop to a live performance of spoken word and song. The voices become increasingly layered so that only glimpses of their content emerged. It felt quite overwhelming in the small packed room, with so much information spilling out – on top of an already information-heavy weekend. I let my mind relax and noticed certain fragments float to my attention: the woman’s feet picking their way gracefully along a pipe over flood waters, a reference to the 1980s miners strikes, a slave auction poster, resonant singing voices.

Kooj Chuhan of Virtual Migrants introduced their guest, local black activist Guy Baily. He spoke of his childhood in Jamaica and told the compelling story of his involvement in the Bristol Bus Boycotts of the 1960s in response to the blatant racism of the bristol bus company. Conversation followed on life in contemporary Jamaica and the difficult contradiction between the economics of tourism and the visible impact of climate change, with hurricanes dramatically increasing in their frequency.

This multi-layered, rich discussion brought to light many issues that lie at the heart of this season, from the social implications of environmental change, to whether diverse communities around Bristol can access spaces like the Arnolfini.

http://www.virtualmigrants.com/
http://centrecannothold.wordpress.com/