
In an exercise in which criticism and imagination are inextricably linked, Panamanian artists Milko Delgado, Risseth Yangüez Singh, and José Braithwaite exchange opinions, expectations, and memories about the conflicted and problematic mestizo identity in Panama to consider the possibility of a world where Afro-descendant and Black memory of the land is not ignored.
In this fiction called “Panama”, we have been taught since we were little that the country’s name comes from a word meaning “an abundance of fish and butterflies.” We were taught that despite its small size, our country is among the 25 most biodiverse countries in the world.[1] That thanks to our advantageous geographical position, we were selected to have a canal constructed through us. We were also taught to see Panamanianess as a perfect “melting pot of races”[2] of Spanish-speakers, in which white, Indigenous, and Black people blend together seamlessly in a single nation.[3] Our reality is different, and regarding that marvelous work of modern engineering that this nation holds up as an emblem—its construction was marked by events that threatened human life. A debt of truth and recognition exists, which we have not been able to acknowledge as a society.
We deny any other version of the story because, like in many other Latin American countries, Panama’s racism denies the very existence of racism.
Generating autonomy from knowledge. It is through the autonomy of thought that we can banish these vampiric systems.(RYS): Hegemony and control over the image and discourse prevail in art. The spaces we work in are, at the very least, white, racist, sexist, and transphobic. Despite this, little by little we have managed to infiltrate and change this reality. We also continue to create our own spaces according to our ideals of resistance and those of our communities which have helped us to think up and create collective strategies alongside other struggles. Part of the work for my latest documentary feature film project, called Cuscú (a derogatory term used in Panama for Afro hair), has been reimagining the future and rethinking new forms of coexistence with our bodies as Black women. This implies rescuing the history that has been denied us, the same history that is necessary for the exercise of self-recognition. In the documentary, the Black history of Panama and its multiple processes are reconstructed to offer more clarity about the denial of our Black identity in this country. To do so, I began with a personal project: confronting the fact that I was denying myself by not recognizing something as basic as my hair; without the self-awareness to accept it, I had been instead submitting myself to chemical processes to straighten it. Why do I want to straighten my hair? Why have they made me believe that we should straighten our hair? These simple questions sparked a research that is now a counter-memory to the Panamanian history that has gone unquestioned for so long. This counter-memory was built by the hands of multiple Black women, friends who have found themselves in a similar situation. Recognizing ourselves and creating out of awareness is also an act of resistance. (MD): In this exercise of resistance and transformation, how do you imagine futures with these new representations and imaginaries? (RYS): These “new representations” aren’t that new; they are part of a project of resistance that has existed for a long time. Despite this, sometimes it is difficult for me to believe in the idea of a different world from the one we currently live in. Maybe the chaos of its dismantling is necessary for our own transformation. I think the only way to end this system is to burn down all of its structures. Despite my nihilism, resistance never ceases because there is an immediate world that needs to be resolved, where mutual aid is the hope and latent complicity that keeps us alive. There are efforts being made in art to dismantle these structures by offering new paradigms. However, this effort is minimal compared to the work that communities and groups at the front lines, whose daily life depends on it, do. It is vitally important that we challenge the political imagination of the art world and pay attention to the demands of said communities and groups. What does the privilege of thinking about art as a tool for change in this climate imply? I remember having to fight over and over again not to let myself become paralyzed or disempowered by fear since that is how the system wins. In the face of fear, one has to detach for five seconds, minutes, hours, days, months; feel our bodies, give ourselves time for all of our emotions so that we can find tranquility. Then, keep working for what we want to change—for ourselves, for our families, for our friends, for our communities, and for our land. (JB): The laws imposed by states to regulate societies sustain an illusion that prevents us from recognizing the chaos in which we live. The Panamanian state’s principal tool of manipulation has been to distort the being of the people by controlling all of our society’s mechanisms of perception: movies, television, and all forms of communication and art. I imagine the dismantling of these structures, one through which we are transformed into facilitators, teachers, comrades, resisting the tools of manipulation and facilitating cooperation through imagination to create higher levels of empathy and love.
In an exercise in which criticism and imagination are inextricably linked, Panamanian artists Milko Delgado, Risseth Yangüez Singh, and José Braithwaite exchange opinions, expectations, and memories about the conflicted and problematic mestizo identity in Panama to consider the possibility of a world where Afro-descendant and Black memory of the land is not ignored.
We deny any other version of the story because, like in many other Latin American countries, Panama’s racism denies the very existence of racism.
Generating autonomy from knowledge. It is through the autonomy of thought that we can banish these vampiric systems.(RYS): Hegemony and control over the image and discourse prevail in art. The spaces we work in are, at the very least, white, racist, sexist, and transphobic. Despite this, little by little we have managed to infiltrate and change this reality. We also continue to create our own spaces according to our ideals of resistance and those of our communities which have helped us to think up and create collective strategies alongside other struggles. Part of the work for my latest documentary feature film project, called Cuscú (a derogatory term used in Panama for Afro hair), has been reimagining the future and rethinking new forms of coexistence with our bodies as Black women. This implies rescuing the history that has been denied us, the same history that is necessary for the exercise of self-recognition. In the documentary, the Black history of Panama and its multiple processes are reconstructed to offer more clarity about the denial of our Black identity in this country. To do so, I began with a personal project: confronting the fact that I was denying myself by not recognizing something as basic as my hair; without the self-awareness to accept it, I had been instead submitting myself to chemical processes to straighten it. Why do I want to straighten my hair? Why have they made me believe that we should straighten our hair? These simple questions sparked a research that is now a counter-memory to the Panamanian history that has gone unquestioned for so long. This counter-memory was built by the hands of multiple Black women, friends who have found themselves in a similar situation. Recognizing ourselves and creating out of awareness is also an act of resistance. (MD): In this exercise of resistance and transformation, how do you imagine futures with these new representations and imaginaries? (RYS): These “new representations” aren’t that new; they are part of a project of resistance that has existed for a long time. Despite this, sometimes it is difficult for me to believe in the idea of a different world from the one we currently live in. Maybe the chaos of its dismantling is necessary for our own transformation. I think the only way to end this system is to burn down all of its structures. Despite my nihilism, resistance never ceases because there is an immediate world that needs to be resolved, where mutual aid is the hope and latent complicity that keeps us alive. There are efforts being made in art to dismantle these structures by offering new paradigms. However, this effort is minimal compared to the work that communities and groups at the front lines, whose daily life depends on it, do. It is vitally important that we challenge the political imagination of the art world and pay attention to the demands of said communities and groups. What does the privilege of thinking about art as a tool for change in this climate imply? I remember having to fight over and over again not to let myself become paralyzed or disempowered by fear since that is how the system wins. In the face of fear, one has to detach for five seconds, minutes, hours, days, months; feel our bodies, give ourselves time for all of our emotions so that we can find tranquility. Then, keep working for what we want to change—for ourselves, for our families, for our friends, for our communities, and for our land. (JB): The laws imposed by states to regulate societies sustain an illusion that prevents us from recognizing the chaos in which we live. The Panamanian state’s principal tool of manipulation has been to distort the being of the people by controlling all of our society’s mechanisms of perception: movies, television, and all forms of communication and art. I imagine the dismantling of these structures, one through which we are transformed into facilitators, teachers, comrades, resisting the tools of manipulation and facilitating cooperation through imagination to create higher levels of empathy and love.
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