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Medez ask other readers questions about Tiempo Muertoplease sign up. His next profession was as the Administrator of the Central Coloso sugar cane refinery, a task that allows him first hand account of the social life, customs and problems of the sugar cane workers. Some features of WorldCat will not be available. Interwoven with the critical essays are photographic documentation and excerpts of performance texts by artists.

The cabaret as a venue has been critical to performance work in the past twenty years, particularly in the US. But the cabaret functions for many Latinos not only as a venue but as a tradition. Mendieta reminds us also that the mulatta-rumbera as sign has re-emerged in recent years as tourist entertainment and prostitution have regained their central position in the Cuban economy.

To an extent these spectacles created an intercultural, interracial, and interclass framework within which Latin cultures became recognizable to most non-Latins—and, however distorted that framework was, its power has not abated. Antonio Prieto looks at the cabaret spectacles by the legendary Mexican drag performer Tito Vasconcelos. He examines how the artist contributed to the nascent gay movement in Mexico City in the s by convoking a community by the making-visible of gay issues, characters, humor, and sensibilities.

By pushing the irony and exaggerated theatricality of his camp drag to extremes, Prieto argues, Vasconcelos succeeded in unsettling conventional gender roles in a deeply machista society and a gay milieu that was resistant to effeminacy. He also engaged in a mode of symbolic terrorism parallel to the visual terrorism of street interventions by visual artists of the s.

Examining her interest in everyday-life rituals, and particularly her study of anthropological writings that posited certain universal rituals that linked femininity and sacrifice, Merewether reveals how Mendieta was able to evoke her own experience of having been thrust unwillingly into exile from Cuba as a child and to elaborate an action-based practice that explored the aesthetic and sociological significance of disembodiment.

Her durational performances reinvest human relations and the natural environment with a sense of the sacred amidst the dehumanizing atmosphere of violence that surrounds her.

Clark and Oiticica chose to render interactivity metaphorically as the constitutive moment of creation through their concentration on haptic experience. Following this essay is the work of Puerto Rican artist Merian Soto, whose transformation of herself into an altar and her relinquishing of self-direction by blindfolding herself enables her to integrate her will with that of the crowd that directs her movement.

He believed, however, that this public sphere was eroded by the growth of mass media and the rise of the welfare state, as well as the incorporation into it of non-bourgeois groups. Radical cultural producers and theorists have since proposed that this public sphere, rather than being homogeneous, unified and rational, is better conceived of as fragmented and heterogeneous terrain that should remain open to oppositional cultural and political activity.

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In this section of Corpus Delecti, artists and scholars examine performative interventions in public space that either call attention to the absence of such a domain or call it into being with their acts.

These studies thus explore how performance artists use gestural forms, as Nelly Richard explains, and address the social imaginary through political representation. At the same time, in each case, the artists involved were equally concerned with the question of aesthetic strategies and how to effectively subvert the dominance of conventional approaches which were understood as simplistic and exhausted. The Chilean avanzada selfconsciously distanced itself from traditional public artforms such as muralism, as did the Chicano group Asco.

The Mexican grupos of the s came on the heels of two decades of attempts to dislodge the retrograde notions of public art that had begun with the Rupture generation of the s, but which were still propagated by governmental cultural institutions.

As I have already suggested in this introduction, these issues are ones that in a sense distinguish the thrust of much Latino performance art.

But they also point to key differences in the relation of Latino performance to the aesthetic question of presence and materiality. The Border Art Workshop, in its early actions in Borderfield State Park and at the San Ysidro checkpoint, also took advantage of the ephemeral quality of the performance medium to transgress laws that legislated exchange across the border without running a serious risk of arrest.

I have excerpted here two sections of her study that deal specifically with performance art—the first focuses on the street actions of the group CADA, which attempted to reclaim public space after the military regime destroyed civil life, and the second looks at the use of the body in the work of artists such as Carlos Leppe and Diamela Eltit, who engaged 14 COCO FUSCO in acts of self-mutilation and self-sacrifice to represent the collective suffering of the Chilean people.

Mexican artist Maris Bustamante, in addition to co-founding the conceptualist No-Grupo and the first feminist group in her country—Polvo de Gallina Negra Black Hen Powder —has for several years been conducting research on the development on non-objectual artforms in Mexico in the twentieth century. Her essay combines some of the materials she has unearthed and organized in the course of her research with a testimonial of her experiences during the grupos movement of the late s and early s.

I have no doubt that there will be readers who will wonder why I have chosen this particular group of artists and not others. As open as I may have tried to be in my selection process, there were points at which I did choose to draw the line. Work that was obviously closer to theater, in that the performers worked with directors and scripts they had not written themselves, I decided to exclude.

I also left out stand-up comedy and performance poetry because it seemed to me that the centrality of verbal language as opposed to corporeal gesture placed these forms in a different realm from the kind of performance being studied here. For lack of space I could not include work by every single Latin American artist who has created a performance, but I did aim for a range that would be somewhat representative of the variety of work that has been and continues to be made.

That women artists and gay artists are prominent in these pages says as much about the performance milieu which has historically embraced social nonconformity and offered women a space for experimentation that is less encumbered by male-dominated art traditions as it does about any conscious attempt to engage in affirmative action of any kind. I also limited my selection to artists who had developed a trajectory of work rather than ones who were just beginning.

I do not intend this volume to be taken as definitive or exhaustive, but rather as a preliminary gesture.

Those who want more writing about artists they are interested in but who are not between these covers should publish more books about Latino performance. They are certainly needed. This book is the result of the efforts of many people, all of whom deserve acknowledgment.

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Without the talents of all the writers and artists whose works appear in this book, there would not be a publication, nor would it be such an extraordinary pleasure to be part of this corner of the performance universe. To Alan Read for his support for the original conference upon which this book is based, I am also greatly indebted. To Talia Rodgers at Routledge for her steadfast support and to Jason Arthur for shepherding me through the bureaucracy of book production, I offer my thanks.

My former assistant Anoka Faruqee was tremendously helpful in transcribing texts and obtaining photos and permissions. I also thank all the artists and photographers who graciously provided me with photographs for this volume.

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Finally I would like to close my introduction by offering thanks to some Latin Americans who helped to open my eyes to the power of performance art. The second is the Venezuelan artist known as the Black Prince, who I ran into at Documenta in , and who tipped me off that he would create a surprise performance event at the opening press conference the following day.

The third is not one single person but the residents of Tejadillo Street in Old Havana, where I performed in the spring of at a small gallery that Cuban artist Tania Bruguera runs out of her apartment. I was lying on the floor like a corpse set out for a country wake, but my eyes were open, and tears rolled out, one by one.

Tania and I knew that we would be visited by dozens of foreign guests of the Bienal but we had no idea that the barrio would spring into action. Her next-door neighbor helped her kill the goat she needed for her piece. Neighborhood kids ran around whispering to their friends and relatives that we were making art and that everyone had to see it. Neighbors came, watched, and commented.

The bartender across the street from the house provided drinks and cigarettes for all the guests. By the time the police arrived to find out what the ruckus was, we had finished our performances, and even had an official permission slip for a party which Tania had shrewdly procured in advance to circumvent any measures that might be taken to stop us.

The last person I will thank shall remain nameless. Suffice to say that in I was invited to attend the ARCO art fair in Madrid and deliver a paper at a conference that was part of it.

The three of us were concerned about the radical discrepancy between the new embrace of Latin American art by the Spanish art market and the steadily increasing hostility toward Latin American immigrants in Spain. We ended our list with the amount of money that the Spanish government quietly paid the family of a Dominican woman named Leticia, who had emigrated to Spain to work as a maid and who was shot and killed for no reason by Spanish police in a bar frequented by Dominicans.

The sum her relatives received monthly was the equivalent of what her annual salary had been as a domestic. Then we donned ski masks and Peruvian knit caps, stormed the art fair in disguise, and proceeded to exhibit and sell our T-shirts on the floor—oldfashioned tianguis-style.

We did brisk business on the first day and even sold a couple of T-shirts to museums. We even had a friend of ours dressed up as a policeman to deter the guards. This worked for a little while, but we were soon removed, and spent the next two days working our way back in, arguing with guards about whether we had the right to be present in the fair space if we were wearing masks.

Once we sold all the T-shirts, we paraded around the fair wearing the last of them as if we were ambulatory sculptures, so that visitors could read our text.