Blair Treuer's "Identity" on Display at the DAI

There was a time when serious art primarily meant painting, drawing and sculpture. Even photography wasn't considered a serious art form, nor print making and graphic design. But things change, and as more artists work in a medium, its possibilities begin to flourish, as do the boundary lines as regards what is and isn't art. If the 20th century served any purpose in terms of art history, it can be said that it was a period of time in which definitions were challenged and boundaries came down.

The current shows at the Duluth Art Institute reflect some of the adventurous forms artists have explored. Blair Treuer's current exhibit in the John Steffl Gallery on the fourth floor of the Historic Depot is another example of the the possibilities of textile or fiber art, which features art that is produced using natural or synthetic fiber and other components, such as fabric or yarn. Here is a website that will introduce you to a variety of artists who work in various ways using textiles as their medium: Top Ten Famous Textile Artists You Should Know About.

The title of Treuer's show is Identity. Treuer, who studied History, Philosophy and Psychology in college went on to work with disadvantaged populations through various organizations including foster homes, treatment centers and more. While working on her Masters in Special Ed she married Anton Treuer and abandoned her own career goals to focus on supporting her husband's career as Educator and Activist, and to raise their 9 children. 

Each of the pieces in this show has a story behind it.  Here's more from the DAI website regarding the work:

Textile artist Blair Treuer’s portraits of herself, husband and nine children move off the walls with emotional energy. Textures and patterns blend and contrast, creating form; fabric mimicking paint while luring viewers to lean in, to observe, to examine detail. Relationships of the materials emerge, as do the relationships between the artist, herself and her family. Treuer explains, “The portraits are an intimate conversation about my life and the lives of my husband and children. My son’s inability to fit in at school; my daughters struggles with drug abuse, incarceration and the loss of her children; the loss I feel about my severed connection to my ancestors as a Scandinavian transplant with nothing left of my heritage to hold onto.” Treuer continues, “This exhibit is about my life as an outsider, the only non-Native American in my immediate family. My work is about my reflections of standing fixed on the outside, but privileged enough to look in.” 

In Identity, Treuer becomes a storyteller delivering a message, “magic can be created when two people from different cultures love each other and build a life together.”

In looking at the manner in which her "textile paintings" are assembled, there's a stylistic resemblance (for me) to Adam Swanson's loose edges and vivid colors. Go see the show and tell me what you think about that.

Like Susanna Gaunt's creations in the George Morrison Gallery, the atypical materials open new directions as regard art's possibilities. Both shows will be on display through the end of January 2021.

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Karen McTavish: Pushing the Boundaries of Quilting

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The Identity Question: Who Am I?

"The Great Escape"--Illustration by the author

Who am I? Where did I come from? Where am I going? Why am I here?

These are questions often found on the short list of philosophy's big questions. From earliest times people have wrestled with these questions, debating--throughout the centuries--the ideas of previous thinkers.

Every aspect of what it means to be human has been debated. Do we have a soul? Some insist yes while others deny. Do we have free will? Most say yes, but again there are naysayers like Sam Harris who insist not.

My main point, which I will present in a minute, is that there is no fixed self, that who we are varies depending on circumstances, especially in our relation to others.

When you meet me in one setting, I may come across as an extrovert, confident and outgoing. In another setting you may find me quiet, self-conscious and even anxious. Am I one and not the other? Is one form of myself "me" and the other "not me"?

This is not to suggest that there is no real "I" or that I do not exist. I wouldn't be typing this if I didn't exist. But who are we precisely?

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25 years ago a company I worked for conducted a two-day workshop to help us understand our Myers-Briggs personality profiles, to help us better understand ourselves and our company co-workers. I found it personally helpful with many takeaways. One of these I discovered through the following experience.

Preceding the two day off-campus workshop we were each required to answer a bunch of questions which would be analyzed and used to help us understand our personality types. If you're unfamiliar with the 16 Myers-Briggs types, you can learn more at the Myers-Briggs Foundation website and even take the indicator test.

On the first day of the workshop they pulled ten of us out of the group and had us wait in the hall. Unbeknownst to us, we were the five most extroverted and five most introverted people in the company. The facilitator came and called five of the ten into the room. I was not in this first group.

After a few minutes, the facilitator retrieved myself and the other four from the hallway. We had no idea what this was going to be about, nor had we guessed that it was related to our being the extroverts.

We were seated at a table in the middle of the room, where the introverts had been seated before us, It was like a theater in the round, with everyone watching us as we faced one another. We were then given a problem to solve along with a two minute time limit (or some arbitrary amount of time.)

As we bandied about the problem--which may have been to come up with as many ways to cover a floor or fill a room, a problem with a variety of solutions--our co-workers watching us began laughing. Whatever we were doing was funny to them, but we stayed on task and grappled with the problem, throwing out ideas.

Afterwards, the facilitator stopped us, explained what was going on and why it was funny. We then discussed our own feelings about it.

Here's why it was so amusing to everyone. As extroverts we were all talking at once, in complete contrast to the introverts who had gone before. First off, the introverts were somewhat self-conscious being seated in the middle of the room with everyone watching them. They took turns talking, with thoughtful pauses between their offered up solutions. Nor were they loud.

The extroverts on the other hand were talking over one another, probably finishing one another's sentences. There was probably not a second of silence.

Quilt detail, Kathy McTavish design at JNG.

HOWEVER, there was another lesson from this experience, besides the comic contrast. Of the five most extroverted I was not the most or second most outgoing of the group. My score was either fourth or fifth, and here's what happened.

In the presence of these louder, more extroverted people than I, I ended up becoming quiet, behaving more like an introvert. I became uncomfortable. It felt unnatural.

And here's my point: Who I am is, to some degree, altered by the people I am with.

In a hundred different ways our behavior can be crimped or nurtured. We can be made to feel small and powerless or confident and strong, depending on the situations we are in, so that if someone makes a judgment about us based on a single encounter, they really don't know us at all.

All this to say that before we put other people in boxes and label them, let's remember that people are more complicated than that. I dislike being labeled as something I'm not. You probably do, too.

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PostScript: For the record, my MBTI was ENTP. What's yours?