YEARNING
race, gender, and cultural politics
bell hooks
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for you to whom i surrender
io you for whom i waitYEARNING
merit because they are so unique. My sisters were willing to give that
care, to affirm my specialness, even as they let me know there were
limits, boundaries beyond which I would be placing them in the role
Of subordinates. The difficulties women of color face in a white su-
premacist capitalist patriarchy are intense. We can only respect and ad.
mie all among us who manage to resist, who become self-actualized,
We need to cherish and honor those among us who emerge as “stars,
not because they are above us but because they share with us light
that guides, providing insight and necessary wisdom. To be a star, a
diva, carties with it responsibility; one must learn to know and respect
boundaries, using power in ways that enrich and uplift. In these times
that are fundamentally more anti-feminist than post-feminist, Feminist
‘movement needs activists who can carry on the work of liberation,
diva girls who are on the front lin.
AN AESTHETIC OF BLACKNESS.
strange and oppositional
T bis is the tory ofa bouse. It bas been lived in by many peo-
‘ple. Our grandmother, Baba, made this house living space.
She was certain that the way we lived was shaped by objects, the way
we looked at them, the way they were placed around us. She was c
tain that we were shaped by space. From her I learn about aesthetics,
the yearning for beauly that she tells me ts the predicament of beart
that makes our passion real. A quilimaker, she teaches me about color.
Her house isa place where 1am learning to look at things, ubere Iam
learning bow to belong in space. in rooms full of objects, crowded with
things, am learning to recognize myself. She bands me a mirror,
showing me bow to look. The color of wine she bas made in my cup,
the beauty ofthe everyday. Surrounded by fields of tobacco, tbe leaves
braided like bair, dried and hung, circles and circles of smoke fil the
air. We string red peppers fiery bot, with thread that will not be seen.
They will bang in front of a lace curtain to catch the sun. Look, she
fells me, what the light does to color! Do you believe that space can give
‘Ye, or take i away, that space has power? These are the questions she
casks which frighten me, Baba dies an old woman, out of place. Her fu-
neral is also a place to see things, to recognize myself. How can I be
sad in the face of death, surrounded by so mich beauty? Death, bid-
den in a field of tulips, wearing my face and calling my name. Baba
can mate them grow. Red, yellow, they surround ber body like lovers
in a swoon, tulips everyubere. Here a soul on fire wit beauty burns
and passes, soul touched by flame. We see her leave. She bas taught
sme how to look at the world and see beauty. She bas taught me "we
‘must earn to see.”
103104 YEARNING.
Years ago, at an art gallery in San Francisco near the Tassajara
restaurant, I saw rooms arranged by Buddhist monk Chégyam
‘Trungpa. Ata moment in my life when I had forgotten how to see, he
reminds me to look. He arranges spaces. Moved by an aesthetic
shaped by old beliefs. Objects are not without spirit. As living things
they touch us in unimagined ways. On this path one leams that an en-
tire room is a space 10 be created, a space that can reflect beauty,
peace, and a harmony of being, a spiritual aesthetic. Each space is a
sanctuary. I remember. Baba has taught me “we must learn to see.”
Aesthetics then is more than a philosophy or theory of art and
beauty; itis a way of inhabiting space, a particular location, a way of
looking and becoming. It is not organic. I grew up in an ugly house,
No one there considered the function of beauty or pondered the use
Of space. Surrounded by dead things, whose spirits had long ago van-
ished since they were no longer needed, that house contained a great
‘engulfing emptiness. In that house things were not to be looked at,
they were to be possessed—space was not to be created but owned—
violent anti-aesthetic. I grew up thinking about art and beauty as it
existed in our lives, the lives of poor black people. Without knowing
the appropriate language, 1 understood that advanced capitalism was
affecting our capacity to see, that consumerism began to take the place
Of that predicament of heart that called us to yearn for beauty. Now
many of us are only yeaming for things.
In one house I leamed the place of aesthetics in the lives of
agrarian poor black folks. There the lesson was that one had to under-
stand beauty as a force to be made and imagined. Old folks shared
their sense that we had come out of slavery into this free space and we
hhad to create a world that would renew the spist, that would make it
life-giving. In that house there was a sense of history. In the other
hhouse, the one I lived in, aesthetics had no place. There the lessons
‘were never about art or beauty, but always only to possess things. My
thinking about aesthetics has been informed by the recognition of
these houses: one which cultivated and celebrated an aesthetic of exis-
tence, rooted in the idea that no degree of material lack could keep
‘one from leaming how to look at the world with a critical eye, how to
recognize beauty, or how to use it as a force to enhance inner well-
being; the other which denied the power of abstract aestheticism. Liv-
ing in that other house where we were S0 acutely aware of lack, so
conscious of materiality, I could see in our daily life the way consumer
capitalism ravaged the black poor, nurtured in us a longing for things
that often subsumed our ability to recognize aesthetic worth or value.
AN AESTHETIC OF BLACKNES 105
Despite these conditions, there was in the traditional southern ra-
cially segregated black community a concern with racial uplift that
continually promoted recognition of the need for artistic expressive-
‘ness and cultural production. Art was seen as intrinsically serving a po-
litical function, Whatever Aftican-Americans created in music, dance,
poctry, painting, etc., it was regarded as testimony, bearing witness,
challenging racist thinking which suggested that black folks were not
fully human, were uncivilized, and that the measure of this was our
collective failure to create “great” art, White supremacist ideology in-
sisted that black people, being more animal than human, lacked the
capacity to feel and therefore could not engage the finer sensibilities
that were the breeding ground for art. Responding to this propaganda,
nineteenth-century black folks emphasized the importance of art and
cultural production, seeing it as the most effective challenge to such
assertions. Since many displaced African slaves brought to this country
an aesthetic based on the belief that beauty, especially that created in a
collective context, should be an integrated aspect of everyday life, en-
hancing the survival and development of community, these ideas
formed the basis of African-American aesthetics, Cultural production
and artistic expressiveness were also ways for displaced African peo-
ple to maintain connections with the past. Artistic African cultural re-
‘entions survived long after other expressions had been lost or
forgotten. Though not remembered or cherished for politcal reasons,
they would ultimately be evoked to counter assertions by white su-
premacists and colonized black minds that there remained no vital liv-
ing bond between the culture of African-Americans and the cultures of
Africa. This historical aesthetic legacy has proved so powerful that
consumer capitalism has not been able to completely destroy artistic
production in underclass black commu
Even though the house where I lived was ugly, it was a place
where I could and did create art. I painted, 1 wrote poetry. Though it
‘was an environment more concemed with practical reality than art,
these aspirations were encouraged. In an interview in Callaloo painter
Lois Mailou Jones describes the tremendous support she received from,
black folks: “Well I began with art at a very early stage in my life. As a
child, 1 was always drawing. | loved color, My mother and father, real-
izing that 1 had talent, gave me an excellent supply of crayons and
pencils and paper—and encouraged me.” Poor black parents saw ar-
tistic cultural production as crucial to the struggle against racism, but
they were also cognizant of the link between creating art and pleasure.
Art was necessary to bring delight, pleasure, and beauty into lives that
‘were hard, that were materially deprived. It mediated the harsh condi-106 ‘YEARNING
tions of poverty and servitude. Art was also a way to escape one's
plight. Protestant black churches emphasized the parable of the tal-
ents, and commitment to spirituality also meant appreciating one's tal-
ents and using them. In our church if someone could sing or play the
piano and they did not offer these talents to the community, they were
admonished.
Performance arts—dance, music, and theater—were the most ac-
cessible ways to express creativity. Making and listening to black
‘muisic, both secular and sacred, was one of the ways black folks devel-
oped an aesthetic. twas not an aesthetic documented in writing, but it