Thoughts on two performances in the Alternate Visions Festival
by Jeff Nygaard
June 13, 2010
The Nguyens
On June 11 2010 I attended the Alternate Visions Festival at Pangea World Theater. The performance on that night was “The Nguyens,” written and performed by spoken-word artist Bao Phi. The piece is a multi-layered, fictional look at a number of people in the United States of America whose only apparent connection is that they are all named Nguyen. I saw this piece as a white guy who was raised in rural Minnesota in the 1950s and 1960s, a man who was raised with the standard mythology of the homogenous, lily-white Minnesota made famous by Garrison Keillor. While I have spent considerable energy as an adult in challenging the colonial gaze that white privilege taught me was the “normal”—in fact, the only—way of seeing the world, in this work Bao Phi took me to a deeper place. Bao, the performer, is sufficiently gifted as to be able to make his tightly-crafted characters seem casual and spontaneous, and this apparent informality is disarming, allowing me to lower my defenses to the point where I am able to hear and see things that I normally can’t, or won’t, take in. Bao makes my world bigger.
Bao’s work is highly literary, but I don’t receive it with the distance that I sometimes retain when hearing “literature.” Bao’s characters reveal amazing, often-painful, very vulnerable aspects of themselves, so much so that I felt almost embarrassed at times, like I was eavesdropping on some terribly personal conversations. This eavesdropping can be brutal, and so visceral that it digs below my cerebral cortex. White privilege loves the cortex, as it leads us to say, “Oh, that’s an interesting way to look at it!” and stop there. But Bao makes it far more than an intellectual exercise. This is the deeper place to which I referred.
Bao is fearless—yes, fearless!—enough to let me, and other audience members who are lucky enough to be in the room—see some of the painful, ironic, unresolved aspects of identity with which his characters struggle in this bizarre country that we call the United States of America. I don’t think this artist offers a lot of answers in this piece. (At least, not many answers that were obvious enough for me to get them!) But he does offer lots of emotion, honesty, and a chance to view the world through the eyes of a thousand—no, a million—Nguyens, each with eyes inherited from the generations before and shaped by life in the 21st Century. And all interpreted by a burning and restless consciousness, one that won’t be tamed or boxed, but will be heard.
Curiosities
On June 12th the Alternate Visions Festival at Pangea World Theater presented “Curiosities,” written by Heid Erdrich. This is a work in progress, bringing together on the stage a group of young Native American artists and dancers trying to start a troupe to tour Europe. In the performance they interact with the character of Maungwudaus, an Ojibwe man who visited Europe in the 1840’s and published an account of his travels His actual words animate the performance.
As I watched this piece I was struck by how natural it seemed that there would be an interaction between contemporary characters and a man who lived in the 19th century. I have been aware, in my own life, of how the passage of time has led me to increasingly see history below the surface of my daily environment. When I look at buildings in my neighborhood, for example, I not only see the buildings; I also see the buildings that preceded them, the trees and bushes and homes that were sacrificed to make room for the current structures. And I see people, too, the ghosts of the people who lived in those buildings, who watered and cared for those trees, who stood in the sun where now there is a parking garage. The more important these people and things were in my life, the more vivid they appear in my vision.
I imagine that many other things—people and plants and structures that existed before I arrived—are still visible to the eyes of others while remaining invisible to me. This is how I understand the world: Things that are visible to one person are often not visible to others.
Watching “Curiosities,” I was struck by the parallels with my personal experience of “seeing.” “Curiosities” led me to consider that this phenomenon—where some see things that others cannot—may well operate on a social and cultural level as well as on a personal level. Is there a “cultural memory” that is accessible to indigenous people, a memory that makes it possible, or easier, to see below the surface of our current society? Can I, as a “white” person, ever “see” Maungwudaus? Can I ever understand the meaning of his words?
Heid Erdrich is not afraid to explore these complex and perplexing (to me) questions. How can the perception of one people be “translated” into the language of another people who cannot see for themselves? The program says that Erdrich “uses dance, painting, Ojibwe Hymn singing, contemporary and traditional American Indian music and multi-media images to show how much the images of 200 years ago haunt us today.” And “haunt” is the right word: Erdrich’s play gives voice to the ghosts—through the character of one specific ghost—whose spirit speaks to some people while apparently remaining unheard by others.
And it’s not just any “others.” For hundreds of years, and continuing still, Europeans and their descendants have classified the original inhabitants of these lands as “other,” as exemplified by Maungwudaus visiting Europe as a “curiosity.” Erdrich reminds us that, seen with a different gaze, it is the Europeans who are the curiosities. What happens when we take people whom American power has relegated to the margins and place them at the center? I hope all who see this work—especially all who share my European heritage—will do what I did, and ask themselves, “How different might the rest of my world look if I could, even for a moment, stop assuming that the ghosts that I can see are the only ghosts there are?”
Thanks to Pangea for presenting these two works, works which, each in its own way, invite me to consider visions that are true alternatives to the Eurocentric vision that dominates much of my daily life.
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Jeff Nygaard
National Writers Union
Twin Cities Local #13 UAW
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