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Rebel Looking For A Cause

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Who am I? I am the Other, the other sista The sista you would rather forget And I am, I will be The stuff of your Nightmares. Fear me.
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Maria Magdalena Campos-Pons 

from here series “When I am Not Here”

Maria Magdalena Campos-Pons is an afro-cuban woman who was born in Matanzas, Cuba where she lived and grew up in a sugar plantation town. Her Yoruba, Latinx, and Chinese cultural roots to inform her work which is heavily based around identity and diaspora. 

She attended Escuela National de Arte in Habana between 1976 and 1979 and later attended Habana’s Instituto Superior de Arte (ISA) to study drawing and sculpture. She is considered one of the leading figures of afro-cuban feminist art in the cuban art world, yet she is rarely talked about or recognized as such. She currently teaches in the painting department at the School of the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston.

As a descendant of slaves, she uses imagery reminiscent of yoruba culture in regards to the history of the slave trade. In her piece, “Seven Powers come by the sea”, she uses the recognizable imagery of slave ships to represent seven Orishas of the Santeria religion.

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In the 2013 Venice Biennale, Campos-Pons arranged a performance in which she showed up unannounced. The performance consisted of her painted white, “dressed in a fantastic neo-Byzantine costume combining elements of Chinese, Spanish and Afro-Caribbean attire. Like a kind of global goddess, she led an angel-band of Cuban musicians, Los Hermanos Arango, whose call-and-response music, based on traditional Yoruba chants…”

The performance captured perfectly the display of multicultural and diasporic experience. The musicians trailed her, as if they were her ancestors guiding her thru musical chants and rhythmic healing. She carried her cultures with her, displaying them as an amalgamation of worldly delights, all in one body. 

“Of merging ideas, merging of ethnicities, merging of traditions… . I am as much black, Cuban, woman, Chinese. I am this tapestry of all of that, and the responses to that could be very complicated and could include even anguish and pain.”

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I Want A Dyke For President (1992) By Zoe Leonard, artist, activist, member of Fierce Pussy

I want a dyke for president. I want a person with aids for president and I want a fag for vice president and I want someone with no health insurance and I want someone who grew up in a place where the earth is so saturated with toxic waste that they didn’t have a choice about getting leukemia. I want a president that had an abortion at sixteen and I want a candidate who isn’t the lesser of two evils and I want a president who lost their last lover to aids, who still sees that in their eyes every time they lay down to rest, who held their lover in their arms and knew they were dying. I want a president with no airconditioning, a president who has stood on line at the clinic, at the dmv, at the welfare office and has been unemployed and layed off and sexually harrassed and gay-bashed and deported. I want someone who has spent the night in the tombs and had a cross burned on their lawn and survived rape. I want someone who has been in love and been hurt, who respects sex, who has made mistakes and learned from them. I want a black woman for president. I want someone with bad teeth and an attitude, someone who has eaten that nasty hospital food, someone who crossdresses and has done drugs and been in therapy. I want someone who has committed civil disobedience. And I want to know why this isn’t possible. I want to know why we started learning somewhere down the line that a president is always a clown: always a john and never a hooker. Always a boss and never a worker, always a liar, always a thief and never caught.

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I think if you’re going to write about another culture, in order to do it justice, you have to almost set aside your own feelings and completely identify with that culture. You must adopt its values as your own for the scope of the book–not an easy task. It is my opinion that only by doing so, can you give the culture the respect it truly deserves. If you ‘adopt’ the culture, the story will stand a better chance of being ‘true’ to the spirit of the people. Unfortunately most authors play ‘dress up’. They treat the other culture like a costume.
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