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Bodies Out of Place - INGRID POLLARD ‘Pastoral Interlude’ 1988





Visual arts and literature can both be said to be modes by which we can explore the human condition. Through them we can encounter new perspectives, new realities and discover new possibilities. We can also question who is allowed to speak, and who is spoken for. These possibilities show only some of the many connections between the two art forms, and thus creates a basis within which interdisciplinary bridges can be created.

Ingrid Pollard is a photographer, media artist and researcher based in the UK. Her art practice is concerned with representation, history and landscape with reference to race, difference and the materiality of lens-based media. The work of Pollard which I am looking at here focuses on the idyllic, romanticised representation of British countryside that Pollard disrupts and challenges through the juxtaposition of issues of around identity and belonging. Photography and text are placed together each a necessary part of the issues that Pollard wants to raise.

The term ‘Bodies out of place’ used as part of the title of this text is taken from Sara Ahmed’s book Strange Encounters, Embodied Others in Post-Coloniality. She writes;

Indeed, migrants are often constructed as strangers (Diken 1998). In such a construction, the strangers are the ones who, in leaving the home of their nation, are the bodies out of place in the everyday world they inhabit, and in the communities in which they come to live. The editors of Travellers’ Tales discuss how ‘the migrant, journeying from ‘’there’’ to ‘’here’’ becomes a stranger in a strange land (Robertson et al. 1994:3). Here, the condition of being a stranger is determined by the event of leaving home. (Ahmed 2000:78)

Ahmed goes further to discuss the ways in which strangers are viewed as strangers because they are seen as having come from somewhere else, however she notes that this view removes from the discussion the way that a stranger becomes a stranger in the first place, which is often through ‘…the marking out of uninhabitable spaces, bodies and terrains of knowledge’ (Ahmed 2000:79).

In this text the literature of British writer Zadie Smith will be used as a facilitating tool to connect with the work of artist; Ingrid Pollard. I will explore how fictional text can be integrated to work as a catalyst for discussion around visual artworks. I am focusing specifically on how Pollard and Smith explore identity and belonging, and I draw upon understandings from the field of cultural studies, critical race theory and post-colonialism. Pollard goes ‘against the grain’ and resists past and existing limited representations of black people, a challenge that Post-colonial theory encourages as do anti-racist theories and cultural studies emanating from the likes of the late Stuart Hall. Pollard highlights how visual arts can be a place for creative inquiry, yet also a site for the deep consideration of political and cultural struggles.

I begin first with an excerpt which is taken from the novel White Teeth by Zadie Smith. The book is centred on the lives of Samad Aqbal of Bangladeshi origin and Archie Jones of English origin and their respective families living in London and their place in a supposed multicultural Britain. The part of the book discussed focuses on Samad’s son Millat and his interaction with his primary school teacher.

Excerpt from ZADIE SMITHs ‘White Teeth’

‘Sometimes we find other people’s music strange because their culture is different from ours’, said Miss Burt-Jones solemnly. ‘But that doesn’t mean it isn’t equally good, now does it?’
‘NO MISS’,
‘And we can learn about each other through each other’s culture, can’t we?’
‘YES MISS’,
For example, what music do you like Millat?’
Millat thought for a moment, swung his saxophone to his side and began fingering it like a guitar. ‘Bo-orn to ruuun! Da dadadadaa! Bruce Springsteen, Miss! Da dadadadaaa! Baby, we were bo-orn- ‘
‘Umm, nothing- nothing else? Something you listen to at home, maybe?’
Millat’s face fell, troubled that his answer did not seem to be the right one.’ (Smith, 2000: 155-6)

John McLeod highlights a similar point of focus to that of Zadie Smith in his commentary and analysis on the work of British writer Hanif Kureishi. Speaking about Kureishi’s essay ‘The Rainbow Sign’, McLeod writes

This essay records Kureishi’s experiences as a young boy growing up in London, a visit to Pakistan as a young man, and some comparisons between life in both locations. As a child, Kureishi admits to having ‘no idea of what the sub-continent was like…’ Yet at school he was mistakenly identified as an Indian by his teachers, one of whom placed pictures of Indian peasants in mud huts before his class in order to show the others Kureishi’s home…Kureishi’s identity was fictionalised by others as an outsider who belonged to a land overseas, despite the fact that Kureishi was born, like his mother, in Britain. He was not readily permitted to belong to Britain like his classmates. (McLeod 2000:213)

Both narratives; Smith’s and Kureishi’s highlight the notion of a body out of place, young people who only know England as their home perceived as strangers belonging somewhere else.
Edward Said in Orientalism (1995) forced many to question what it meant to represent and speak for a culture, who had the right and authority to do so and what it meant for the group being ‘represented’. Said (1995) talked of having been educated in the British colonies of Palestine and Egypt and in the United States, but despite his western education he was always very much aware of ‘being an “Oriental” and therefore aware of the ‘traces’ left upon him by the West. Similarly, Frantz Fanon in Black Skin White Masks talked about the negative and painful emotions of becoming aware of oneself through the eyes of other races (as transparent and invisible). Said’s awareness of the traces left upon him by the West and Fanon’s awareness of self through the eyes of others, identify the problem faced by many who have been defined as ‘other’.

Coming back to White Teeth the character of Miss Burton-Jones assumes that she can define Millat but is surprised to find that the ‘culture’ with which she thought Millat would relate to is not the one he had in mind. This results in Millat, who is of Bangladeshi origin but born in London, left feeling confused and uncomfortable, a stranger in the only place he knows as home.
Notions of being spoken for are present in the work of Zadie Smith, as is becoming aware of oneself through the eyes of others. The character Millat is conscious of being out of place, having said the ‘wrong’ thing, highlighting issues around belonging, preconceived stereotypes, having to negotiate his identity with another.

Now Zadie Smith’s work speaks to Pollard’s work in a number of ways. Pollard, although working much earlier in the 80s than Smith’s work from the early 2000s, was considering in visual form notions of inclusion and exclusion. This can be seen through the way she positions herself in the photograph with the barbed wire behind her thus seeming to exclude herself from the surrounding countryside. Similar to Millat in White Teeth, Pollard also experiences that feeling of a body out of place, trespassing in an environment that is presented as reserved for another. As with Millat whose musical tastes had already been designated and prescribed for him, Pollard is also conscious that as Black woman the designated space for her is ‘within an urban environment’. Black people have been a part of Britain as far back as the 18th century, yet Ingrid Pollard feels as a body out of place in the quintessential English countryside.

Yet her experiences as a Black British woman have afforded her great creative material, she is able to look at the way that society categorises, labels and places individuals into boxes and boundaries, and seeks to question and challenge this. Both Pollard and Smith are using different art forms to explore similar themes.

Pollard uses her physical body to create art, her body performs as part of the artwork. The artist takes her body and places it in a specific location of her choosing. Whereas the characters in the work of Kureishi and Smith can be read as having no control over their locations, which it could be said are forced upon them. Pollard as an artist has full control over what she allows her body to do, where it goes and what it says to others.

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Ahmed, S. (2000) Strange Encounters, Embodied Others in Post-Coloniality (London and New York, Routledge)
Arana, V. (eds) (2009) “Black” British Aesthetics Today, (Newcastle Upon Tyne, Cambridge Scholars Publishing)
Bhabha, H.K (1994) The Location of Culture (London and New York, Routledge)
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