Refusal of
the Shadow
Surrealism and the Caribbean
ane
Edited by
MICHAEL RICHARDSON
Translated by
KRZYSZTOF FIJAtKOWSKI
and
MICHAEL RICHARDSON
Vv
Lena Ne3 Le Monde
and (1968)
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Pierre Maaiite
The Jungle
(On the importance assumed by art criticism in the contemporary age
T2235 ioe Pantin, to consider only thse, hve proliferated
since the middle of the last century with such speed
they constitute a substantial library. This proliferation has many
causes. On the material level, would cite the increase in the number of
fart magazines which goes hand in hand with an improved reproduction
of pictures, thanks to modern mechanical methods. This technical
progress allows a large publi to get to know works that were formerly
Scattered and hidden away in distant museums and private collections.
Tn the future this will hve profound repercussions for popular mass
culture and will inevitably have an effect on painting itself
Another, this time regretiable, aspect of the problem is that easel
Painting has become a commodity submitted to unbridled speculation
leading to an exploitation of producer and buyer. Public auctions have
‘become transformed into veritable stock exchanges where share indexes
are fied. From the time monty was subjected to incessant fluctuations,
‘8 painting has been considered a safer investment than the banknote
In this way capitalism pays involuntary homage to what its rational
ization cannot produce. As a by-product of this art market, most
criticism is scarcely different from other advertising literature: a
seudo-philosophical vocabulary in which the emptiest words mingle
With hyperbolic praise is the 2over for sordid mercantile schemes, Its
‘ot the least nauseating form of literary prostitution,
The increase in criticism Has other, deeper reasons: painters, musi
‘sans, poets and philosophers feel the need to band together in groups
‘driven by a shared ideal and aiming ata common goal Such formations
are characteristic of contemporary intllectualism, The Pre-Raphaelite200 Refusal of the Shadow
‘brotherhood was. good example; realism has heen the most recent
Such spiritual families offer the artista receptive climate favourable
to his work. These litle circles have quite aptly been dubbed sects or
chapels. The willingness of the adepis to join together at all costs
through provocative attitudes capable of excluding the profane and
shocking the bourgeois world has been emphasized, often in order to
deride it. This behaviour reflects a profound feeling that innovation in
art constitutes a powerful element of subversion, effecting the interior
transformation of man and consequently being akin to certain mystic
{impulses and initiation practices. Each school has felt the need to assert,
itself through manifestos and writings that alternate polemic with elf
justification, We know how fragile these enthusiastic groupings have
‘proved, The shortcomings of their programme, their utopian character
land the development of personal ambitions account for their dissoli-
tion, The painter quickly complains about the writer’s level of
understanding which he feels is inadequate and seeks to free himself
from ths tutelage; ke keenly fels the difference in technique ~ that of
the brush and that ofthe pen; he intends to offer his pictorial message
in complete freedom and express his emotions in an individual way
‘The literary interpretations his works provoke annoy him. He wants
his works to reach tae spectator’ sensibility directly without aesthetic
discussions,
“The painter's hope of entering into immediate contact with the pub:
lic is generally frustrated. A detaled study of the mechanism of visual
perception reveals why. Man does not perceive the totality of what his,
eye sees in the reality that surrounds him but only what his mind is
looking for. He distinguishes tte forms he is accustomed to, which
remind him of known objects. He recognizes more than sees. He pet
ceives that which responds to an inner interrogation, which accords
‘with his fears or desires. Thus perception proves to be a function of a
prior sensorial and intellectual education and reflects internal life as
‘mulch as external reality. For more than half a century now the painter
hhas renounced the reproduction of familiar images composed for the
spectator’s enjoyment; he has devoted himself to the destruction of
traditional forms; e has ceased to act as a narrator so as to become a
constructor, an explorer.
‘Considering this modern painting which shocks and perplexes the
public, the writer fel the need to fill the gap, to draw attention to can
vases whose importance seems primordial to him, to place the spectator
in frames of mind that offer the possibilty of understanding and feeling.tost recent
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An Encouter from the Other Side 201
‘The fact that in the contemporary age art has ceased to be a source
of pleasure for the use of a privileged class, a means of pleasantly
embellishing any leisure time they stl have, the fact that it has been
devoted to the aims of disruption, place the painter and the poet in the
advance guard of a battle unprecedented in history. The artist i alone
fighter subject to his personal necesity but his internal drama isa tes-
timony, a manifestation of the general drama of the world: his life and
‘work are often more characteristic than many collective movements
‘whose interpretation is made dificult by the combination of contrary
forces that they represent.
itis a cliché to insist on the breadth of the revolution we are wit-
nessing today, itis another to admit our incompetence at mastering
the whole situation and perceiving the resolut.on of conflicts it
represents, Plunged into this disheartening obscurity, the writer spon-
taneously brings his attention to bear on the few luminous images
that shine out and which he interprets as responses to his inner
anguish, He interrogates certain paintings more anxiously than ever.
About Wifredo Lam
During the three centuries following Columbus's discovery, the
Caribbean was the far-off paradise where Europe's dreams became
reality; bewitching islands wher life escaped the moral and material
restrictions that the structure of the bourgeois economy increasingly
‘imposed on the old continent. It was truly the poets’ Eden, with its
‘unknown tres, its monstrous, heavily perfumed Mowers its perpetual
summer and its infinite riches waiting to be gathered. The descendants
of a nobility emigrated there, eager to reconstruct a feudal system that
had vanished forever in its native land somewhere far away: the lost
children of Nantes, Cadiz and Amsterdam, keen to indulge their
appetite for violence, sensuality and indiscipline.
‘Such paradises imply the existence of penal colenies. With the orig-
{nal Indians extinct, negroes were imported to maintain the garden of
‘Hesperides. In their stinking holds, carves transported an entire peo-
ple whose only wealth was & nostalgia for their native Africa and the
‘memory of a most ancient civilization from which they had been bru-
tally torn, a people who were to be submitted without explanation to
the customs and religion of the masters who were buying them. In
these West Indies, through the magic of the soil, the European litte by
litle lost his original characteristics and became Creole. The black
‘man, too, transformed himself: he veiled his deep hatred and his desirem2 Refusal of the Shadow
for revenge with the indolent acceptance that suggested an infinite
taste for happiness. Under a compliitous sun, he hid his atavstic fear
‘behind raucous laughter and kept the rhythms of his race unbroken,
‘And 50 the West Indies waited, in a heavy atmosphere where pimento
‘mixes with sugar as, forgotten by zoological evolution, the iguana of
the fle des Saintes, the agouti of Cuba and the anachronistic cayman of
Ester and the Artibonite, waited, species suspended in time, dream,
images that faded away on awakening. Awakening, that is what the
steamboats siren heralded, The gardens fell prey to new arrival, avid
for trade and exploitation, With slavery nominally abolished, a less
recaleitrant and more efficient workforce was supplied by an over.
populated Asia,
‘Across the sea conquered by machine the route that girdled the
lobe was traced, linking the hemispheres to become ceaselessly tra
versed with ever-increasing speed, a speed that today has become
dizzying and negates space. Along this great world route, replacing the.
‘old Asian trade routes, lies Havana, From Caribbean Cuba, woven
with cane fields, fanned by palm tees, sprang up one of those places of
encounters intersections and minglings that are the great international
ports, places where everything comes together and separates again,
from where one can leave for anywhere, return from anywhere, where
continents greet each other asthe liners set sail. Havana, the crossing.
‘of the ways is atthe same time also the capital of a state that has con-
structed its independence. A unique city, with its white Capitol, the
mark of America, its Banks its palaces its luxurious European shops,
In the Vedado quarter, comfortable private mansions shelter rich
descendants of the Spanish colonists who keep a watch on sugar prices
fon the New York stock exchange while their wives, so whit, scintilla-
ingly elegant, prepare to leave for Europe and the centres of luxury and
pleasure
‘Behind the Capito, in the very heart of the city, the Chinese quar-
ter brings together a large, industrious community, with a passion for
gambling, trembling with the strange rhythms ofits theatre and cine-
‘mas, a community that experienced extremes of hardship nearly a
century ago and overcame them, which now has its banks, its pawn-
brokers its restaurants, which has lost none of its ancestral customs
and has retained its links with Asia,
‘And immediately around Havana, from La Regla to Marianao,
there is Africa singing, being born and dying with the same frenzy t0
the sound of the drums, taking fright and defending itself in the magic
hutsertonal
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An Encounter from the Other Side 203
1902... As an immense wind of liberty set Cuba on the road
rds the realization of national independence, in the provinces, in
fhe middle of an ocean of sugar cane, at Sagua la Grande, Wiftedo
tam was born, His father was 2 77-year-old Chinaman, sil in the
Grime ofife:he would die in 1928, aged 103. Not acoole, but acul-
Prated igure, a public seivener respected by everyone. He knew the
thousands of characters of the world’s most complex written language
fe came from far and wide to consult him while he remained mys-
ejpus and secretive, in an almost complete silence. He frst married a
tehite woman whom he renounced, in accordance with ancient prac-
Toe, because she was barren. His second wife was a beautiful, lively
foung aegres, who bore him nine children and showered them with
that affection that African women reserve for their young. Her own
nother, moreover, was born in the Congo; imported to Cuba, the
ood fortune of a marrage toa well-to-do mulatto had delivered her
from her servitude.
Wiftedo's youth was the avenues of flame trees that disappear into
the vast expanses of sugar canes, the great heat in which muted pres
‘aces shimmer in the noonday ar, shaded corners where disquieting
forms float, Strange lights flickered in the eyes of the men living
round the child: the flames of hope and of disquiet, a hope for lib-
tity, a violent desire to put an end to the age-old oppression, a desire
fo rie to the ranks of men, to participate in what European culture
‘mpeses as an ideal of beauty; a disquiet faced with the vicissitudes of
‘Ocal politics in which, by the paths of corruption, oppression
assumed new forms. On some evenings, whilst his father joined his
ompatriots at the Chinese casino, Wifredo heard, coming from the
far reaches of the plain, the echoes of the ceremonies by which the
blacks, his mother's blood brothers, asked the forces of the earth,
through the power ofthe herbs, for beneficent support and the means
to gratfy their vengeance.
Lam's father was a civilized man, He knew, better than those gen-
tlemen of the sugar companies, the value of intelligence and the
txcellence of the power of sensitivity He allowed his son to embark on
‘career as a painter, without trying to discourage his vocation; on the
contrary, he had the presentiment that light would emanate from his
fon, and often called him ‘Lucero’. The latter began his studies in
Havana and, with a modest travel grant awarded by his home town,
arrivec in Madrid in 1923. At the time this voyage was an obvious
hecessity. Despite the political independence so painstakingly
Achieved, the Latin American republics have remained up until the204 Refusal ofthe Shadow
last few years in the grip of yearning for thei culture's birthplace ang
of the spiritual guardianship of Europe
Witredo’s stay in Madrid lasted fifteen years. He has only told me
about the most general stages of his evolution there. His life th
which was dramatic, would merit a detailed analysis, whose element}
hope his wife, Héléne Lam, might one day assemble I seems that dag
ing the fist period he set out to conquer European tradition with
considerable good will, ood faith and even complet enthusiasm, and
that everything appeared tobe going wel. He marted and had acl
But, almost immediatly, the storm burst that deszoyed his plans for
integration into Madrid life: his wife and ehild died. Wilredo found
himself plunged into total despair he topped painting. Nothing mat
tered to him any more, he wanted to understand, but as yet knew only
What he had to reject he rejected the paintings he had done, tho
‘being made around him, and the sting socal orer, the soure of hi
unhappiness. His attitude was entirely one of digust and revolt of
‘onchalanoe and pesimism. He emerged with dial from this state
only around 1934; transformed by this inner crisis, through his ead
‘ngs he was now conscious of his ancestral reality, which he no longer
had to hide or deny and which was notin any way inferior. He tated
to become interested, in an as yet imprecise way, a what he called the
“cosa negra’.
"AL this ime Madrid was plunged into an atrosphere that I wal
recall in which the ever-present threat ofa fascist coup drat Was coun
terbalanced with the dizzying hope of final conquest of social and
human liberty, an atmosphere at the same tim: weakened by the