After my father and I met and worked with Nancy on our first project together, I felt like Nancy was sent by our ancestors to look for my father and me, so that we might work together to save our dances. I have since adopted Nancy to be my Nina or Godmother. Anyone who has the patience and takes the time to see another world view is an exceptional human being.More in Nancy's interview with Dianne White. Ruak's generous words speak to the esteem in which he holds the writer, and to the loving respect with which Nancy articulates the story.
Fractured histories lead to the yearning of a people to preserve what was so nearly lost, but isn't art by its nature a process of hybridization? Here's a marvelous visual commentary by artist Huang Yong Ping: The History of Chinese Painting and the History of Modern Western Art Washed in the Washing Machine for Two Minutes (1987/1993). A Chinese teabox, paper pulp, and glass. The text detail: "The pulp remains of two books washed in a washing machine on an irregularly broken sheet of glass. The glass sits across the top of an open wooden Chinese tea box." The two books, it turns out, are art history texts, exactly as the installation title states. Pulped by the random movements generated by the washing machine.
Where Ruak speaks for preservation, Huang Yong Ping speaks for reinvention and re-creation. They're both compelling voices. Maybe we're all dancing in some cosmic washing machine?