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EMBEDDED TRUTHS: FIVE PAINTINGS BY ARVIE SMITH<\/b><\/h3>\n
Berrisford Boothe<\/span><\/pre>\n
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2Up and 2Back by Arvie Smith, 2019, oil on canvas, 72×60 inches<\/p><\/div>\n
Things that are personal become taboo in the art world, and [those things] shouldn\u2019t be dismissed.\u00a0<\/span>\u2014 Artist Shinique Smith, speaking at the Wadsworth Atheneum\u2019s <\/span>Afrocosmologies<\/span><\/i> panel, 2019<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n
This essay examines a handful of selected works by Arvie Smith. Like a stone skipping across the water, it touches the surface of a larger body of deeper meaning, personal observations, and insights gleaned from interviewing the artist and his wife, Julie Kern Smith. Arvie Smith\u2019s work is so damn beautiful. It is a beauty in its most potent form. It transcends and often ignores prescribed, fashionable, or popular aesthetics. Rooted in and charged by sensitively rendered figuration, Smith\u2019s work resonates and is arresting because it emerges from embedded truths in American cultural history and his own lived experiences. The immovable truth in both is the reality of being an African American male, a state of always being both seen and unseen. It is a state of being that is hitched to a long arc of ugliness, of fear, of oppression, of exploitation, and of ridicule, all of which are stitched together into a tapestry of irrational hatred. In Smith\u2019s paintings, the characters and characteristics that narrate the beautiful ugliness that accompanies American Blackness<\/span> are always expertly rendered. His experienced eye, born into and informed by a childhood in the racist American South and the genteel but equally culpable American North, always saw what needed to be seen. Long before Smith\u2019s mastery of his craft, a steady diet of racial injustice fed his thinking and became the ever-blossoming catalyst for his own heartfelt artistic journey. The catalog of his work over decades is the evidence of that journey. His beautiful works are the sweet, funny, twisted, and painful intellectual and psychological dramas birthed as he visually navigates the thicket of history surrounding the contradictions of race in America.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
A line of truth can connect it all.\u00a0 <\/span>\u2014Berrisford Boothe<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n
Armed with the knowledge of dynamic symmetry found in Renaissance compositional practices, as well as masterful <\/span>and <\/span><\/i>intuitive color harmony sensibilities, Arvie Smith has become one of the most identifiably gifted, and still inexplicably underrated, contemporary artists. That may be because America\u2019s pathology around race and racial constructs is complicated and confusing at best. So a functional and vital symbiosis must exist between the mind, the heart, and the hand when Smith probes such gaping cultural wounds. Many African American artists illustrate this pain in art, but few simultaneously imbue their paintings and works of art with the pleasure of who we are. Arvie Smith holds these ugly truths to be self-evident and represents them through dramatic comedy, sarcasm, and as sardonic narratives. In major works like <\/span>Strange Fruit <\/span><\/i>(1992), Smith presents tragedy through a lens of hatred painted so beautifully it becomes a kaleidoscope of color and transparency that freezes the viewer in a moment of theatrical poetry. It is a major work about lynching, a form of American terror we elect not to talk about and a dark place from which to begin. But it is exactly Smith\u2019s ability to extract beauty from the underbelly of a painful collective history that makes him a contemporary artist who should be considered as important as Robert Colescott or Kara Walker, each of whom have made works of art and built careers that also use racism to mock racism.<\/span><\/p>\n
Simple things can be antidotes to public blindness.\u00a0<\/span>\u2014Unknown<\/span><\/p>\n
These works will be presented in a subjective sequence, although doing so entails the risk of them being perceived as stand-alone narratives. To reduce that possibility, the paintings have been selected specifically to establish linear, historical relationships. Each image exists both independently and as part of an ongoing truth about America itself. That truth: we are a nation still at war with ourselves. And, as Smith illustrates over and over, that ongoing war is still centered on the conflicted, race-based gaze of \u2018white\u2019<\/span> Americans at Black and brown Americans. The problem is always \u201chow they see us.\u201d The solution is how we see ourselves. In Arvie Smith\u2019s works, both perspectives coexist.<\/span><\/p>\n
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Door of No Return by Arvie Smith (2007)<\/p><\/div>\n
Door of No Return<\/span><\/i> presents the harsh historical truth about the conditions of commerce at Elmina Castle, Ghana, which was one of many points of no return that fed the Diaspora. This moment of inhumane disembodiment is interestingly embodied in the person of a young and physically spectacular Black man. His hands are chained, yet are positioned in such a way as to suggest a space of alchemy between them. These hands will help shape the New World. His facial features are unapologetically Black. He engages us directly and intimately with<\/span> his<\/span><\/i> gaze. The work is a two-way mirror. The subject sees us seeing him. The compositional portal, between the present and involuntary future, posits these questions: Are you OK with this? Are you aware of the brutal, and banal, and terrifyingly personal nature of the slave trade? What could possibly be redemptive about such a dark moment? But Smith paints this scene about a particularly heinous practice and does so in a manner that is incredibly personal. The painting seems to be illuminated from beneath its surface because of Smith\u2019s initial red tonal glaze, which produces the perception of an inner glow that allows the viewer to see through the subject\u2019s skin. This is a Black body, but the vibrant redness of earlier glazes intentionally suggests the blood pulsing throughout his body. As the sun makes the captive\u2019s body translucent, it also casts a foreground shadow wherein exists an anguished spirit\u2014trauma as phantasm. In his depiction of this point of captivity, Smith has introduced a metaphysical manifestation, a representation of the rolling tension of Blackness\u2014the rage that must be subdued in order to survive. In <\/span>Door of No Return<\/span><\/i>, a simple scene of inhumane historical portraiture is presented as a subtle, intense dialogue about history, ancestry, race, and spirit(s).\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
Representation is critical to the maintenance of pride and inherent value. In its absence, African Americans are subject to directed misrepresentation and untruths born of observation or biases digested out of context. These are tactics designed to erode and dismiss human status and deny contributions by Black hands to the actual birth of this nation. There is a massive conceptual gap between being a slave and being enslaved. There is an equally massive and continuing misconception that sees all Blacks as threats within, and to, \u2018white\u2019 society. By extension, the disparity between \u2018white\u2019 imprisoned populations and incarcerated Blacks is seen not as an extension of slavery by immoral \u2018Black Code\u2019 laws during Reconstruction, but instead as part of a popular narrative that requires the untruth that Blacks are inherently more violent. In <\/span>Slave Ship <\/span><\/i>(1993), Smith conflates slavery in America with the gross, disproportionate imprisonment of Black bodies. He explains, \u201cWhat I\u2019m trying to say is he\u2019s a captive, not a slave yet, but a captive\u2014just like a slave. I was doing [this] before there was an emphasis on mass incarceration, but there\u2019s always been an emphasis on mass incarceration in our communities. So, it\u2019s just become a thing!\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
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Slave Ship, Arvie Smith (1993)<\/p><\/div>\n
Again, despite such dark and deflating subject matter, Arvie Smith presents us with an image of exquisite beauty punctuated with secondary characters that act as a dramatic and ominous chorus of forms. The central character, the prisoner, wears the striped prison garb that indicts him as guilty. But Smith has rendered him in a profile of immense dignity. He is a beautiful man, chiseled and regal in posture, who looks away from the gaze of the viewer. He is not concerned at all with \u201chow they see us.\u201d Most striking and revealing of the man\u2019s frame of mind are his hands. They are the form closest to the viewer. His left arm, identical in tone to his face, comes up from the right and clasps his other hand, which is both luminous from the underpainting and reflective of the sun. These hands are representations of delicate strength. All of Smith\u2019s work proclaims the same thing: it\u2019s not just about the figure(s). The figure(s) become the pigment, the pigment becomes the skin, the skin becomes light. Everything serves multiple roles, which results in a kind of visual dexterity and vibrancy and brilliance that African-influenced art must always have. In <\/span>Slave Ship,<\/span><\/i> Smith offers us a glimpse into his own psychology as an artist. His objective is to depict and play with the elements that he knows will focus us, expose our prejudices, enrage us, and switch our emotions on and off. Beauty isn\u2019t static in Arvie Smith\u2019s art; it is an orchestrated system for active looking.<\/span><\/p>\n
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Gold Dust Twins, Arvie Smith (2004)<\/p><\/div>\n
This painting incorporates an iconic and familiar image lifted from one of the innumerable commercial items available during the Jim Crow period of American history. As a contrast to the emancipation of enslaved Blacks, inflammatory and negative imagery such as this became part of the currency of oppression. Derisive imagery of Black men, women, and children was used to sell products and literally became a new means of metaphysical and psychological ownership. Objectification was an effective throwback to the familiar sentiment of the negationist \u2018Lost Cause\u2019 ideology: a kind of \u201cI used to own you, and still do\u201d wounding of the collective Black ego. A product like Gold Dust Washing Powder has imagery that implies that it is strong enough to wash away what is black and dirty until it becomes clean and white. Think about that. A whole host of images, terms, and brand names were aimed at damaging Black culture\u2019s sense of self-worth and legitimate humanity, including \u2018Sambo,\u2019 \u2018Pickaninny,\u2019 \u2018Jigaboo,\u2019 \u2018Coon,\u2019 \u2018Jim Crow,\u2019 \u2018Mammy,\u2019 \u2018Darkie,\u2019 \u2018Black-Faced Minstrel,\u2019 and \u2018Jolly Nigger.\u2019\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
Smith appropriates the Gold Dust twins and situates them under a banner with the offering \u201cLet Us Do Your Work.\u201d Here\u2014as it was for those who found <\/span>power in producing such negative imagery\u2014subtlety is not an option. A grin is not always a smile. An alligator shows its teeth, but it is definitely not smiling. The showing of teeth has a different meaning when an entire culture is under attack. Each character in this painting bears a smile that hides the rage mentioned earlier\u2014a rage that must be subdued in order to survive. At one end of the arch, across from the Black \u201dsavage,\u201d is a Christian minister\/priest in a pot, being boiled. The silence of the church throughout hundreds of years of vile oppression can easily be read here as its own form of savagery.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
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Bojango Ascending the Stairs, Arvie Smith (2013)<\/p><\/div>\n
In the early twentieth century, pejorative and demeaning representations of Blacks were widespread both in commonly available products and in new media forms like radio and moving pictures. <\/span>Bojango Ascending the Stairs<\/span><\/i> is the most compositionally packed and overtly staged of Smith\u2019s works so far. The inspiration for this masterwork came from, in Smith\u2019s words, \u201cthe movie <\/span>The Little Colonel, <\/span><\/i>with<\/span> Shirley Temple, who is the figure up at the top left. She did a dance scene with Bojangles [Bill \u201cBojangles\u201d Robinson], and they were dancing up the stairs. Now what we didn\u2019t know was that Bojangles was not allowed to touch Shirley Temple. So, I\u2019m turning that on its head.\u201d That is precisely what Arvie Smith does in this beautifully choreographed reference to a moment from a \u201cclassic\u201d<\/span> film that made clear what the absolute boundaries were at the time for relationships between Black men and \u2018white\u2019 women. Intimacy was forbidden.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
The nucleus of \u2018white\u2019 fear and racism is the fear of the primal Black savage \u201ctaking\u201d their pristine \u2018white\u2019 women. So entrenched is this fear that D.\u00a0W. Griffith made it the dominant plot point in his epic, controversial, and racist 1915 film <\/span>The<\/span><\/i> Birth of a Nation<\/span><\/i>. Here, Smith tackles this tangled trope of psychological projection. As in the majority of his most complex works, the painting is packed with references. At the top right, in the far distance, are the Massa\u2019s mansion and the slave sheds. A trumpeter with inflated cheeks sounds the trumpet, which in cultural and religious contexts cues celebration, jubilee, or a declaration of war with the promise of salvation. The Jemima mammy is a witness to the central act of desire. Shirley Temple, hands clasped, looks past her own \u201cinnocence\u201d to the reimagined central act, a more forceful and erotic fantasy involving Bill Robinson. Bill \u201cBojangles\u201d Robinson\u2019s signature routine was tap-dancing on stairs. Stairs take center stage in this drama. The term <\/span>bojango<\/span><\/i>, in contrast, has a lewd urban etymology referencing exposed female breasts <\/span>and <\/span><\/i>sexual organs.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
The arms of the one-eyed grinning Sambo contain the radial dynamism of this full-on challenge to intimacy between Black and \u2018white\u2019. His grin is <\/span>not <\/span><\/i>a smile. His teeth, chomping on his cigar and enclosed by his inflated, cartoonish lips, represent the projected predatory <\/span>menace<\/span><\/i> of Black men\u2014projected onto them by \u2018white\u2019 men. In fact, American history affirms that it was far more common for \u2018white\u2019 men to prey upon the Black female body. Sambo\u2019s left hand appears to be spreading a woman\u2019s leg. His right arm has just thrown the dice, a gamble that comes up snake eyes: a losing bet. Arvie Smith loves the female body. He elevates female sensuality and sexuality above objectification. Smith\u2019s women understand their own sexual power and display it with potency and confrontational flair. Her nipples erect, submitting to desire, this woman has multiple legs that animate the activity and create a radial dynamism akin to that of Marcel Duchamp\u2019s 1912 masterwork <\/span>Nude Descending a Staircase. <\/span><\/i>Embodying desire and intimacy are Bojango\u2019s large, oversized hands, underpainted with a red glaze to overtly suggest the heightened blood flow of impassioned eroticism.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
We may have visually unpacked this complex work, but Smith\u2019s actual meaning remains shifting and elusive. Certainly, he\u2019s dealing with taboos. \u201cBut,\u201d he says, \u201cthere\u2019s more than one part in there. One is taboos\u2014but if you notice in the lower left corner, there\u2019s a lady that\u2019s picking cotton.\u201d That woman and the average \u2018white\u2019 man observing the scene, and the Confederate flag behind Shirley Temple, are representations of what Smith calls \u201ceye traps.\u201d The harsher truths expressed in <\/span>Bojango Ascending the Stairs <\/span><\/i>involve tensions between different classes of Blacks in antebellum America (late 1700s to 1861). \u201cYou\u2019ve got your \u2018field negroes\u2019 picking cotton, and you got your \u2018house negro\u2019 [Bojango], who is kind of an insult\u2014doing whatever,\u201d Smith says. \u201cBojango would have been a \u2018house negro.\u2019 All of the slave rebellions were betrayed by \u2018house negroes.\u2019 So, you [to maintain Black authenticity] want to be identified as a \u2018field negro,\u2019 not a Bojango.\u201d Woven throughout this complex stage-set narrative, this cacophony of rhythm and symbolism, is the painful thread of \u201chow they see us.\u201d\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
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Betta Dance Now, Arvie Smith (1992)<\/p><\/div>\n
The colloquial use of the phrase \u201cbetta dance now\u201d refers to an event horizon\u2014 the moment when indecision and tomfoolery must be replaced by decisive and assertive action. For Smith, the phrase has a family connection. \u201cMy great-grandmother, born a slave, was of African and Native American descent. And one of her sayings was, \u2018You betta dance now, if you\u2019re gwonna dance at all.\u2019 And that\u2019s where I got that from.\u201d In the image are two women, one \u2018white\u2019 and one Black. The ship of possibility sits silhouetted on the horizon. \u201cIt\u2019s not a slave ship,\u201d Smith says, \u201cbut it represents that. It represents commerce, which is what we were.\u201d <\/span>Betta Dance Now <\/span><\/i>presents an autobiographical narrative. Painted earlier in his career, it\u2019s a master class in color harmony and elegant linear control.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
The face of the (literally) colored Black woman is ubiquitous in Smith\u2019s catalog of works. Her features are resonant. Smith agrees. \u201cThey say that you paint people in your family, and I\u2019m looking at a painting that\u2019s on the wall right now, and yes, I\u2019m seeing that face also as kinda like a male face. So yeah, I think you do return to people that look like the people that you see, which is what I\u2019ve been taught to do.\u201d In fact, symbolically speaking, that woman\u2019s face is Arvie Smith\u2019s.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
The other figure is a \u2018white\u2019 female. She has a resolute beauty and a piercing, unwavering stare. Clad in a red-orange tutu, she has visual priority although she is smaller in size and appears behind the larger Black woman. Her erect stature and tense hand, extracting the redness of passion from the light reflected off of her dress, stand in stark contrast to the sinewy, rhythmic dancing movements of her counterpart. What is their relationship? What is the origin story here? Smith explains, \u201cWhen I first met Julie, she said, \u2018You\u2019re a pretty good artist, aren\u2019t you?\u2019 I said, \u2018Yeah, I\u2019m really good.\u2019 She said, \u2018Why don\u2019t you quit your job and go to art school?\u2019 And it\u2019s kinda [her saying], \u2018You better dance now, if you\u2019re gwonna dance at all.\u2019 You don\u2019t get that many more chances.\u201d The girl in the back (inarguably his wife, Julie) is also interesting because she represents to Smith an omnipresent spirit who guides him in intangible and mysterious ways. \u201cShe\u2019s pushing that figure forward. But you can look at it as the artist who cannot really get away from himself. When you paint a picture, you really expose yourself, and that little white girl is pushing me forward. You know what I\u2019m saying? I\u2019m talking about the forces, they come from somewhere, but I think they have something to do with the universe talking to you. You\u2019re not consciously aware of what\u2019s going on, but you know something is going on that relates to your cosmic being. There are times when I don\u2019t feel that I\u2019m in control of it. In my own situation, where do I get these ideas from? Well, it has to be the courtship.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n
Art is a jealous muse. Sometimes she\u2019s the only one who allows the artist to say what he or she really wants to say. The artist must pay attention. And as in any real relationship, if he or she is dominating the process, and denying the materials their power, and telling them what to do, it doesn\u2019t work so well. The more powerful you are with the craft, the more vulnerable you have to be to allow these forces to communicate the truth. At a pivotal point in his career as an emerging artist, Smith listens and takes a big swing toward the greatness he knows he can achieve. Nothing here is about relenting or surrendering. This is a painting that demands that you straighten up your spine and look. Julie Kern Smith recalls, \u201cThis was a painting he did for his New York show. His first and only. I think this is a reflection of a kind of \u2018I\u2019m going for this\u2019 [attitude]. This painting, when I look at it\u2014it was impossible for him to put down the palette. He\u2019s just going for it!\u201d In this painting, Smith\u2019s clever organization of space creates the fundamental chords on which he hangs the melody that his Black female gender-twin dances to.<\/span> It is such a charged image. It has hints of methods and techniques that will resurface in Smith\u2019s work for decades to come. He\u2019s been challenged to be his best by the love of his muse, and <\/span>Betta Dance Now<\/span><\/i> makes it irrefutably clear that Arvie Smith has all the moves. He started dancing then and hasn\u2019t come close to stopping. \u201cYou notice how I\u2019m balancing all of those organic shapes with the ship? And the horizon?\u201d says the mature artist of his earlier work. \u201cI\u2019m really glad you chose this one. It\u2019s one of my all-time favorites,\u201d says Julie, the muse who inspired it.<\/span><\/p>\n
Conclusion<\/span><\/p>\n
This deep dive into the translatable meaning intentionally crafted into these five paintings reveals Smith\u2019s mastery of the craft of painting and of placing signifying \u201ceye traps,\u201d as well as his necessary passion for speaking truth to the viewer. His paintings are all reflections of the peculiar state of being that is Blackness in America, and being a Black male in particular. Context is the springboard for meaningful understanding. And Smith loads each work for that through compositional dynamism and visually sensual figuration. Yes, he is working with deep-rooted and difficult themes that trigger real emotional ire. But his are not paintings about anger as much as they are using anger, outrage, and the unsettling tensions of Blackness as thematic pathways to redemptive images of hope. Smith points out that he\u2019s not making paintings to go over people\u2019s couches. No doubt. But interestingly, despite such gut-wrenching themes and scenes, everything Arvie Smith paints, he elevates. His directed, eloquent, and sublimely painterly hand fashions images that pulse with beauty. And these ugly and hate-filled and embarrassing themes are not made beautiful by anger. In the end, Smith works \u201cwithin an artistic convention, making pieces that I want people to look at. They have to have their identity. They have to be readable, because art is a language, painting is a language, like the English language or German. You have to learn the grammar, which is the drawing and the painting. And the composition is the context\/syntax.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n
The phrase used when making amends is \u201ctruth <\/span>and<\/span><\/i> reconciliation.\u201d Smith\u2019s larger message is one of reconciliation\u2014the healing of the histories that divide us. If we can\u2019t talk about what affects our humanity deeply and honestly\u2014if we can\u2019t face uncomfortable truths\u2014then we have no mechanism for empathetic understanding. That is why Smith maintains a commitment to beauty in his work. He attracts us to that which is uncomfortable by using the medium and his aggregate skills as points of entry for empathy and understanding\u2014no matter how bitter his narratives seem to be at first glance. Smith says, \u201cMy mother told me once: \u2018Son, never forget who you\u2019re dealing with.\u2019\u201d Truth. But he also says, perfectly summing things up: \u201cUntil we can see that love in other people, and see that in ourselves, things aren\u2019t gonna change. We\u2019ve gotta see other people in ourselves.\u201d Amen.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
(( Catalog available<\/strong>: Arvie Smith: 2 Up and 2 Back ))<\/strong><\/a><\/span><\/p>\n
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