Sacralized Space: Theaster Gates on the Practice of Placemaking
Moderated by ALICE GRANDOIT ŠUTKA & NU GOTEH
Photography by NOLIS ANDERSON
Photography by NOLIS ANDERSON
A portrait of Theaster Gates. The photographs that accompany this story were taken by Nolis Anderson at the St. Laurence Elementary School on Chicago’s South Side.
I think when I came back to the South Side of Chicago, I was entering a place that I could tell had been sacred but was no longer deemed as such. Then I said, “I believe that this space could be sacred,” and the people around me agreed, “We believe with you.” Then I started cleaning. Then we stepped into the perimeter and started laboring. And when God showed up, it seemed like others showed up, then institutions showed up, then resources showed up. And when those institutions and resources showed up, those things also conferred that the space had become sacred.
“The crux of my work is a hunger and thirst for meaning and the capacity to make meaning.”
First and foremost, I feel like an artist who makes things. Then, I feel like an artist who believes in people. What’s interesting about this moment—or this last decade—is that art history has started to exhume the social aspects of artists from their actual practices. I think artists have always been engaged in social practices and relational aesthetics. There was just no name for it. But just because there was no name or taxonomy doesn’t mean this didn’t exist. I think art history has done a trick, so that now we seem to believe that just by being social, we’re being artful, which is reasonable, I suppose.
I feel like Black artists especially have the burden of “cousins,” and I’ve had this conversation with other artists of color. Would we be greater if we were selfish? Would we be ostracized for our autonomous influence if we weren’t spreading the love? Or is the guilt more an internal conundrum where the Black artist feels that he or she must bring along the entire South Side of the city of Chicago on their boots, on their coattails—that there is no me without we?
The truth is I’ve benefited greatly from the social aspects of my work. The Stony Island Arts Bank is the love of my life. The activity that happens in the Arts Bank, the Retreat at Currency Exchange Café, and the Black Artists Retreat—these moments—they’ve defined who I am, in a way. And I’m talking about what I do in a day. I feel fortunate that I get to wake up in the morning with a love for object-making and a love for people, while also having strategies and platforms whereby those things play out. But when I try to remember where I started, it had something to do with the desire for meaningfulness. And that meaningfulness needed pathways.
“Theories around being together are already acknowledging a kind of dysfunction in the social order. But does one need theories around how to be with each other?”
Let’s talk about Dorchester. I was broke. I was not professionally engaged in the contemporary art community, so I would host events at my house. My events are probably one iota of fun in comparison to the rent parties my brothers-in-law and my sisters hosted in the ’80s. A rent party was the equivalent of the Taste of Chicago. A block party was like Mardi Gras. When you think about Black sociability—whether it’s the mosque, the church, the club, the 4th of July picnic, or the family reunion—Black people know how to get together. The challenge is that we don’t always own the space. We don’t always own the location of our conviviality. The only thing that I flipped was the incessant need to own the ground beneath us, because it allowed for other kinds of rights. It gave me a certain protection.
So I bought that lot. I bought that lot because I didn’t want a cop telling me what the fuck I could and couldn’t do on my block. Then I bought another lot. Then I bought the house next door and every indication of negative deviance happening in my space. I bought that house and made it a place. What is placemaking? It is the continual renewal of desacralized Black space into newly sacralized Black space through love and attention and community. Am I a placemaker? I don’t need no theories. I like kicking it with people. I like being in love. I like to be loved in my community. I want the people around me to feel like we built a garden together, and that it’s as much theirs as it is mine. And I’m also talking about leadership, the impetus of the thing, who gets the party started. I’m the first one on the dance floor. Placemaking is about being willing to be the first one on the dance floor until the whole floor is full.
What an album represents, especially when it’s an album that belonged to Frankie Knuckles or Jesse Owens, is evidence that there was a Black person present at the inception of a musical movement—in this case, among the progenitors of House. A collection of objects gives us a material glimpse at someone’s brain, and offers us a corpus of their life’s activity. It drives me wild to be a curious ally to the past, and to use these objects to create base knowledge for the future intelligences of people, Black and otherwise. The archive at the Arts Bank also creates a reason, a seductive reason, for people to gather. The only way one can experience the archive is by visiting in person, and coming there brings new energy to and resacralizes the space.
I remember one day going to the ceramic workshop where I studied to make what I thought to be a beautiful Japanese tea bowl. The teacher came over to me and said, “What are you doing?" I was like, “I’m making a Japanese tea bowl.” And he was like, “Why are you doing that?” And I said, “Because I’m in Japan.” Then he was like, “But there are great potters in Mississippi.” He was talking about a guy named William (Wild Bill) Ohr. They called him the Mad Potter of Biloxi. He asked me, “Why are you not making Mississippi pots? Why don’t you make a Mississippi bowl?” And I was like, I’ll be damned! I had to go all the way to Japan to be told I should be making the pots of my people. That’s when you know that it’s philosophical. It’s bigger than the object. For the rest of that trip and long after, I thought to myself, “What kind of bowl do I need for the foods of Black people?” It totally changed my sensibility. I started making a plate with a lip because I needed to get up against something. I can’t eat no collard greens on a flat plate—where’s the juice going to go?
The idea of Yamaguchi was a way of reconciling a new binary, which is a life ungoverned by the preoccupation with whiteness. In fact, I’m preoccupied with excellence. This framework was another way of working out my Blackness through othering, and specifically self-othering. How do I know myself to be myself?
“If there is anything I could offer young artists, I would say, be boldly where you want to be and really, really be there.”
I think that, because of individuals like Rick, Gordan Matta-Clark, Donald Judd, Martha Graham, Alain Locke, Mark Bradford, James Turrell, and Gertrude Stein, there have been people over time who understood the power of place. And by anchoring deep down in a place that they’re from, or that they choose, they were able to build a world around them. I believe that sensibility is just in some people, and I think I have an artistic practice that is rooted in staying—the politics of staying, you might say. I don’t think it’s the burden of the artist to have to stay anywhere, but the artist has the ability to choose place as a strategy among other tools in their toolkit. And, by choosing place as a kind of artistic imperative, make things happen through it. If there is anything I could offer young artists, I would say, be boldly where you want to be and really, really be there. I feel very fortunate that I was able to work through the trauma of home to be a stronger self.
In that moment and that place, I was flowing. The other part has to do with courage—the courage to be oneself. I don’t know if that’s advice, but it’s an admonishment. I think the more one practices being oneself, the more one traverses different states and discovers different aspects of being. Lately, when I’m in a room full of amazing people, I want to be the lo-fi dude, and that’s after years of feeling like I had to be the hi-fi dude. Courage allows you to continue to ask yourself, who am I today? Who do I need to be for myself today? Who do I need to be to others today? More and more, who and how I want to be, wherever I am, is safe, prayerful, reflective, listening.
THEASTER GATES is a multidisciplinary artist and social innovator who creates work that focuses on space theory and land development, sculpture and performance. Drawing on his interest and training in urban planning and preservation, Gates redeems spaces that have been left behind. Known for his recirculation of art-world capital, he creates work that focuses on the possibility of the “life within things.” In all aspects of his work, Gates contends with the notion of Black space as a formal exercise—one defined by collective desire, artistic agency, and the tactics of a pragmatist.
Architecture, Place, Community Design, Social Practice, Futuring