The Michigan Daily — michigandaily.com Arts Thursday, October 12, 2017 — 5B COMMUNITY CULTURE PROFILE COURTESY OF CENTER FOR PERFORMANCE STUDIES CWPS: Travel, art and the shaping of an identity The Center for World Performance Studies provides a space to delve into rich performance traditions globally Sometimes, you have to travel far to understand. The Center for World Performance Studies is a multidisciplinary program that offers a certificate to graduate students. CWPS collaborates with the College of Literature, Science and the Arts, Rackham Graduate School and other schools within the University. It teaches its students how to engage in theoretical and aesthetic issues that stem beyond the performing arts. As part of the certificate, students receive funding to travel abroad to do their projects. For graduate dance student Fabiola Torralba, the program allowed her to reconnect with her culture when she traveled back to Mexico. She went last summer to the region known as the Costa Chica, which encompasses Oaxaca and Guerrero. Not only did she visit her family, but she gained the opportunity to question more about her heritage. During this trip, she asked her grandmother, “What are we?” She remembered her grandmother saying, “We’re mestizos,” meaning of mixed race. After that, her grandmother was unsure of what to say. “I do remember was what wasn’t said,” Torralba said. “I wondered, ‘What about my aunts and cousins who look black?’ — not knowing that there was a name or a way to identify that. There was no word that I knew of.” Torralba later found out that there were articles and photographs covering the people in these communities of the coastal region of Mexico. From here, she was able to gain a sense of self- identity that was lacking earlier. “I think that as an undocumented immigrant growing up in the U.S., I didn’t have many models or many people to talk to about my experiences, and this was during the time before there was immigration reform, before it was a popular issue on a national level, before there was the word Dreamers,” Torralba said. “People didn’t really talk about immigrants in the years that I was growing up, so I looked to the stories of African-American experiences and slavery and colonialism. They anchored me in some way, and gave me something to familiarize myself with.” Not only has this experience allowed Torralba to explore her culture, it allowed her to connect with other family members and teach them more about the heritage. When Torralba went to Mexico in the summer, her cousin, who is also a dance student, joined her. “When my cousin first got off the bus ... she was stunned because it was the first time she saw so many people that were like her,” Torralba said. The first time Torralba’s cousin heard the term “Afro- Mexican” was through dance itself. By learning about the story of Afro Mexican dancing, her cousin was able to learn more about herself, Torralba said. This recognition of cultural diversity within art is what has been lacking in education. “To me this is new information, but this community has been organizing for 30 years, and that kind of shows how out of touch or disconnected I have been, and we have been, in academia, and maybe in the US in general,” Torralba said. Another important discovery Torralba made was the injustice the community has been facing. She realized they have been hiding their research, because outside artists have come, imposed their gains and left without ever coming back. She hopes to give back to the community, as a researcher, a dancer and as a someone that is highly committed to social justice. Torralba believes that she should use her resources at the CWPS and the University, as well as her medium of art, as a way to develop relationships with these communities and raise awareness about the existence of these communities. While the program allows students to travel back to places of their heritage, it also allows American students to explore other cultures. This can be an invaluable experience to students for their artwork and understanding of others. “We try to foster a sense of finding roots,” said Michael Gould, Director of CWPS. “For example, it might not be a place of direct cultural connection, but if you have a connection to another culture, we give the opportunity for people to have a deeper experience in another culture.” Gould himself lived in Japan for three years while playing for a band. The experience informed his art making, and he wants his students to be able to see the richness in art abroad we don’t always have in the U.S. But sometimes, the complete opposite can happen too. Professor Anita Gonzalez teaches classes in CWPS and heads the Global Theatre and Ethnic Studies minor. Through these programs, she has taken many students abroad. “What I’ve learned from my international experiences is that when American students travel over to other places they learn more about their own cultural roots,” Gonzalez said. “Often they’ve been just caught up in their own lifestyles, and when they travel away, or go into another cultural community, they suddenly realize more about who they are and where they came from and how they’re connected to either race or geographical space, or even to a type of family.” When Gonzalez wants to connect back to the Cuban grandfather she never met, she turns to writing. Eventually, she made her first trip to Cuba, which allowed her to finally see the place she has so often thought about. “Sometimes going back and finding your roots can be a life-changing experience, as it helps you see where you came from,” Gonzalez said. “And sometimes it’s a frightening experience, because you see that you’ve already been living in another place for a while, so you don’t have the connection that you would like to have.” The intersections of art and culture are fundamental for many in understanding and reconnecting to their cultural heritages. Just as we learn about others and their backgrounds in their artwork, we often also learn about ourselves. NITYA GUPTA Daily Arts Writer Herzog’s ‘Bells from the Deep’ in this series, three daily arts writers in varying states of mind visit the same place and write about their experiences. baked.buzzed.bored. this week’s destination: Well, this is off to a promising start. There’s Mon- golian throat singing, for one. But I really wish this had closed captions. I can’t even identify the language they’re speaking, let alone understand it. Oh wait, good ol’ Werner is translating for us now. That’s good. Man this singing is really fucking cool. I want to be able to do that. Those overtones, man. Also there’s like this banjo or something similar. That’s neat too. This lady in a white coat (not medical) is going on about like the earth and the foolishness of humanity. Something about a redeemer. I’m not really catching it all tbh. Oh my god, baked has churro ice cream. Update: it’s delicious. “He thinks he’s jesus,” says baked. This redeemer guy has some interesting things to say. Love thy neighbor, and all that, which honestly i can get behind. “I am the blood of the father, and I and the father are one.” That’s a bit more dubious. This all reminds me of the 19th century slavophile conception of the russian people as being uniquely religious, the true heirs of orthodoxy. This baptism honestly looks like child abuse to me. I think I like gin less than i used to. Huh. God, this choir is great. This is really cool. They’re just like a regular congregation tho. And they’re good. That’s neat. This guy Yuri is introduced as a sorcerer and exorcist. That’s hardcore. This exorcism is really intense tho. Like, the screaming is kind of freaking me out. I think i’ll just watch for a bit. There’s a bell ringer and I like it. Him. Man. Whatever. His parents probably were killed in the war or Stalin’s purges, he says. I sup- pose it makes sense that he has found a form of solace in the ringing of the bells. Russian religious music is really nice. I think that’s the big take away. —DAILY ARTS WRITER So far I’ve seen two men crawl over a frozen lake and a man throat singing, what is going on? Now we’re in a home and are witnessing an elaborate blessing of some sort over food. The person perform- ing the blessing is a shaman. The family asked him to come so that they could ask which way to take their herd of cattle. More throat singing by a frozen lake, this time with a banjo? This is fucking wild. I should be high for this. There’s this man named The Redeemer who thinks he is some sort of Russian Jesus. “Man- kind is headed straight towards the abyss” he says. “I am the word of the father, and the word of the father is one.” This dude really does think he’s Jesus. A Russian Orthodox priest is cannonballing a baby into a pool of water. Child abuse? There is an entire audience for an exorcism, and the women being performed on are scream- ing, how are people watching this for entertain- ment? Do they not Game of Thrones? Yuri Yuri Yuri rings the bells. I think Kanye should sample this, the boys got rhythm. It’s interesting that almost all of this mysticism in Russia takes place within Christianity. These traditions would seem so strange in any Western Christian community. A woman just asked a stump to give her bones and muscles strength, I hope it works out for her. I’m now much more motivated to visit Russia, almost exclusively so I can witness the throat singing in person. I would definitely recommend watching “Bells from the Deep,” one of the strangest films I’ve seen in years. —JOSEPH FRALEY Editor’s Note: Werner Herzog’s documentary, “Bells from the Deep: Faith and Superstition in Russia,” is a gripping documentary investigation of Russian mysticism, spanning all corners of the vast country. In it, Herzog explores self-proclaimed messiahs, centuries-old occultism and more — making for a rather memorable experience for our participating staffers, inebriated or otherwise. Enjoy. From there, she was able to gain a sense of self- identity that was lacking earlier “Sometimes going back and finding your roots can be a life-changing experience, as it helps you see where you came from” Honestly, what the fuck is this? I was the one who had the gall to suggest this and all I wanna do is slap the shit out of myself. I take a swig of Buzzed’s gin because I don’t think one substance is enough to keep me at bay right now. At times you have to admire Herzog’s inability to give very little shits about the content he creates. He’s just piecing together vignettes of people throat-singing and throwing water at each other while singing hymns. There’s no narrative here. It’s just as if he’s trying to grab you, the viewer, by your lapels while forcibly peeling open your eyes so you can witness the fuckery, good or bad (or anything in between), he happens to find on his global travails. Fuck you, Werner. I wish Klaus Kinski was here to bash your head in with a bottle. This guy on the screen thinks he’s Jesus. He sort of looks like him too. Maybe if Christ turned water into meth instead, more accurately. There’s a screaming baby being violently baptized. There’s a screaming woman being exorcised. There’s more throat singing. I’m too high for this shit. Goodnight. —DAILY ARTS WRITER