On March 3rd, Brian and I traveled to Pakistan for a conference called "Social Intervention 2012: A Better Tomorrow for the Coming Generation". This is a collection of our experiences before, during, and after the trip and a report on the public intervention artworks that follow.

Thursday, March 8, 2012

From East to West and from Outside In




From the window of the plane, we could see Istanbul, the only city in the world that occupies two continents. 



If a seven hour layover is inevitable, the best place you can be is at the airport in Istanbul. From the vantage point of my computer, I watched western travelers moving east and eastern travelers moving west. A woman with high heeled, zebra-patterned boots pushed a stroller down the hallway as a group of seven women, each cloaked in black fabric with only their eyes showing, passed her in the opposite direction. Packs of businessmen--some with black beards and some without--traveled in both directions as did the women with the long, flowing, brightly colored scarves. It seemed as if I was witnessing a cross-section of the human race as I sipped tea and worked on my presentation, "Art, Conflict, and Transformation: Projects that Visualize Hope".




The Arrival and Departure screens described in more detail the movement of the people at the airport. There were as many flights to Paris and Munich as there were to Kabul and Baghdad. The most disorienting part of searching for our boarding gate was the number of cities--the majority of those listed on the screen--that I had never heard of. At first, I thought that I might be reading the screens in a foreign language (the languages cycled), but no. The world is just bigger and I am less familiar with it than I thought.

I am going to try to keep these posts in sequential order, but it is so tempting to skip ahead and write about where we are and what we are doing now! Patience...patience. I will say now that every aspect of our trip has exceeded all expectations (though I must say we weren't quite sure what to expect). The people we have met, without exception, have been unbelievably hospitable in more ways that you can imagine. We have learned so much--about the food, the music, the educational interests of faculty and students, the language (Urdu), the customs, the politics, the landscape, the history, the climate, the art, and about people in general--all thanks to our hosts. We have been made to not only felt like guests of Anila and Maqsood's, but guests of the whole country. If our new Pakistani friends are reading this, thank you!!!   

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

You Wouldn't Believe It If We Told You Every Detail

Let's start with the fact that we witnessed the sun rise over Iraq early Monday morning..







While I would LOVE to write more now, I've had only 9 hours of sleep in the last 3 days combined. I'll post many more photos and many more stories once I close my eyes for a bit and download the 324  photos that we took today.

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Not Sure What to Expect

As we prepare for our trip to Pakistan, I am thinking about all the times I have encouraged students not to be afraid of the unknown. Now as I find myself going to a country that is framed as a terrorist country by US media, I must admit that I have some fears of the unknown. I am confident that 99.9% of the Pakistani people are peace-loving, good people. However, we also know that there are those who would like to do American citizens harm and this does make me a little nervous. My goal is to go to Pakistan with an open mind in order to make new friends and learn as much as I can from the people we meet. I want to know and experience what I can of Pakistani culture, art, food, people, music, schools, architecture, etc. I also want to show Pakistani people that Americans are peace-loving, good people who reject violence in all forms including drone attacks, road-side bombs, economic exploitation, misogyny in all forms, religious intolerance, etc. I believe that peace is achieved through cultural exchange between people and that is what we are working on for this adventure. Wish us luk as we go make new friends.

Brian

Sunday, February 26, 2012

"Epic Miniatures"

I'll let Saira Wasim's paintings speak for themselves:


"I am loving it!", gouache, graphite, air brush and silver leaf on wasli paper, 31 x 24", 2010

"Identity?", gouache, graphite, and plastic stars on wasli paper, 19 x 12", 2010

"Demockery", Gouache, gold and tea washes on wasli paper, 27 x 26cm, 2008

Saira Wasim is from Lahore, Pakistan, and currently living in the United States. You can find more of her work here: http://www.sairawasim.com/index.html




Letters to a Future Generation from North Carolina and Cairo

From Amber McNamara, our 6-year-old niece:



From a young man in Cairo after the Egyptian Revolution:

In the name of Allah, the Entirely Merciful, the Especially Merciful. Life is the most precious give we all have. I spent years trying to enjoy it, every moment every second. How beautiful life is. But then life teaches you well that you cannot enjoy it alone. You need to share it with a loving family, a caring friend, or a beautiful partner it doesn't matter how many people are close to you as long as you have someone who shares this same feeling with you, which is love. As I became older I discovered that love is about sacrifice. A mother experiences so much pain to give birth to her child, than she wouldn't mind to sacrifice her life for him in the name of love. A real friend would share everything he has, time, money, food and may even sacrifice his life for his best friend. Every human being, at some point, would sacrifice himself for his beloved ones.But is there a greater love than sacrificing ourselves for the upcoming generations? Giving our lives to who will replace us in the future life? For this dream we didn't stay calm, we decided to say NO to whoever cares not for us or for you. Whether it would be a corrupted government, a dictatorial president or even their allies we decided to face them all, bring them to justice and replace them with who would really love this country and share this love with its people. As an Egyptian I am proud that I have lived those moments, I have seen young people fighting and dying for us, and especially for you. From this historical moment, life became more beautiful than before, for the first time in my life I knew the true meaning of love. Love is sharing. And love is sacrifice...
In your future, I hope that this true meaning of love will reach everyone's heart. God bless you all.
Ismail Youssef, Cairo, Egypt 


Thank you to all of you who have written letters for the installation. For those of you would still like to do so, please email them to me as soon as possible! They do not have to be long. They just have to start with "Dear Future Generation" (or some form of that) and end with your name, city, and country. 

Aisha Khalid

I just found this contemporary Pakistani artist, Aisha Khalid. In this piece, she has created a massive shawl by pushing gold-plated pins through four layers of fabric.

Aisha Khalid, Kashmiri Shawl, 2011, pashmina scarf and gold-plated steel pins. Source: Huffington Post, 2/26/12








Khalid explains this work in an interview with Guy Mannes-Abbott at the Sharjah Art Museum in the United Arab Emirates. Here are some excerpts:

"This piece is about what's happening in Kashmir because whenever I travel to the West I was always take for my friends, Kashmiri scarf or shawl, something like that. If I ask someone, what shall I bring for you, they always say Kashmiri shawl or something....So, it's all over the world but people don't think about where this beauty and this luxury is coming from, and how the people are suffering. No-one is thinking about that and it's a very bad situation in Kashmir--Indian Occupied Kashmir....So I was just thinking that one side of this shawl is black with gold, you see and you feel like it's a beautiful embroidered fabric...you see the other side is red and with the sharp edges of pins."

She worked on this piece with a team for 16 hours every day for forty days. All 360,000 pins were gold plated by hand (which requires tying each nail). They are not secured to the fabric other than by the pressure of them being pushed through the scarf.


For the entire interview:
http://notesfromafruitstore.net/2011/04/21/notes-from-a-biennial-appendix-ii-in-conversation-with-aisha-khalid/#more-5715