Take Me to Your Leader by Wesley Enoch. Platform Papers No. 40, August 2014, published by Currency House, Sydney.
Commentary by Frank McKone
August 8
Wesley Enoch’s subtitle is The dilemma of cultural leadership.
Let me begin by pointing out that Wesley is a cultural leader in his
own right. He should be formally recognised. We have the right
government at this very moment to do this.
Just as in England we have Sir Paul McCartney et al,
PM Tony Abbott can have His Excellency, General the Honourable Sir
Peter Cosgrove AK MC (Retd) dub Sir Nick Cave, Dame Cate Blanchett and
Sir Wesley Enoch, as well as all those others that Wesley nominates,
including: “filmmaker Gillian Armstrong AM, novelist Thea Astley AO,
novelist Rodney Hall, designer Jennifer Kee, ABC broadcaster Jill
Kitson, Indigenous teacher and performer Michael Leslie, choreographer
Graeme Murphy AM, cartoonist Bruce Petty, arts czar Leo Schofield AM and
academic Peter Spearritt”. This was the team that wrote “the first
ever national cultural policy, called Creative Nation” for Paul Keating in 1994.
Among
other “elders of the theatre [who] are often forgotten, thrown on the
scrap heap of natural attrition and fashion [are] the rare few [who]
seem to float above it all – Robyn Archer, John Bell, Wendy Blacklock,
Carol Burns, Peter Carroll, John Gaden, Roger Hodgman, Liz Jones, Robyn
Nevin, George Whaley; but for every person remembered there are untold
casts of forgotten.”
But is this European style what
Australian leadership is all about – a sort of cultural popularity
contest where the monarch picks the winners? Is it what this “Nunuccal
Nuugi man from Stradbroke Island” really wants? Is it appropriate? At
the risk of offending the Australian Indigenous “race” under Section
18C, this one-time £10 Pom says I don’t think so.
Nor
does Wesley, of course. He’s far more polite than Sir Paul McC, as I
suspect are all those others Wesley mentions (though I’m not so sure
about my suggestion, Sir Nick).
So let’s get down to
the business of Enoch’s argument. Talking of theatre, his artistic
milieu, he claims essentially that the history of government support for
the arts, largely through the Australia Council, has ended up
undermining the creative energy which we saw taking the lead – despite
lack of support – during the 1960s and 1970s. “In the 1970s with the
establishment of the Australia Council we saw the formalising of funding
support and the growth of some kind of official culture. Funding
provided a framework within which to experiment and explore ideas that
examined Australian life and reflect our own aspirations. The question
today is whether the idea of state-sanctioned culture has led to the
taming and silencing of the rambunctious, dissenting mob that ruled our
performing arts for over two centuries. In the search for the
approval of the public purse have we lost our wit and charm, the art of
surviving through persuasion, our critical purpose and our taste for the
popular?” [Enoch’s emphasis]
In
particular, Enoch notes, “After the stock market crash of the late 80s a
new type of economic speak crept into the cultural language....We
started to see papers on economic impact and multipliers, and we moved
from an artistic community to an industry.” In 1993, when the Drama
Committee of the Australia Council, which included Wesley Enoch, divvied
up the money according to the old criteria – diversity, gender
representation, Indigenous arts, young people and Australian content,
and the overarching ‘excellence’ – “All hell broke loose.”
The
committee had found “that the larger theatre companies did not comply
with the criteria. Their lack of cultural diversity, gender
representation and Australian content was very clear....Most of the
large theatre companies received decreases in funding of around
$500,000. This freed up resources to support a range of other
activities across the country.”
Then, writes Enoch,
“The boards and artistic directors of the larger theatre companies went
direct to government to have the Australia Council return the money that
had been taken from them. This was the beginning of the MOB (Major
Organisations Board), an unfortunate acronym that soon changed to MPAB
(Major Performing Arts Board). This Board removed almost all artistic
and cultural leadership criteria from the assessment of these privileged
companies.” Only “the overarching criterion of excellence remained
unchallenged” and the “larger companies exited the general application
process and the dollars they had been receiving from the Drama Committee
went with them.”
Enoch sees cultural leadership as
much more than putting on ‘excellent’ productions. He writes, “Artists,
by their very nature, are rogues and philosophers – instinctual,
naughty, vibrant, edgy, fringe-dwellers who use their wits to survive in
a world that pressures its citizens into many shades of conformity.”
And, in a brief reference to his own culture which I would love to know
much more about, he states, “For thousands of years in this country
there has been a balance between the sacred and the profane in
performance. Lewd, sexually explicit dances sat side by side with the
most profoundly-felt ceremonies.”
So is there a way we
can get back, at least to the kind of leadership we once had from
another list of names: Jennifer Blocksidge, Rex Cramphorn, Jack Davis,
Alma De Groen, Max Gillies, Louis Nowra, John Romeril, Stephen Sewell,
Brian Syron, Rod Wissler and even the still popular David Williamson?
But, Enoch asks, “would a vocal critic like Stephen Sewell ever get
produced on our mainstages these days? Would any radical voice find
access to the resources of the larger companies and if so under what
conditions? It is interesting to remember a time when Neil Armfield,
Gale Edwards, Dorothy Hewett, Stephen Page, Geoffrey Rush, David
Williamson, were radical and new and the systems that were in their
infancy supported them to grow into national and international figures.”
I sense that in his conclusion, Wesley Enoch does not agree with previous Platform Papers contributors, Peter Tregear in Enlightenment or Entitlement and Julian Meyrick in The Retreat of our National Drama (reviewed on this blog February and May 2014 respectively).
Opposing
Tregear, he writes “The apprenticeship is a long-established trade
practice in other fields but has been abandoned by theatre and the
responsibility surrendered to the tertiary education sector. But the
university structure, with its emphasis on academic excellence and
compliance is an inappropriate place for a budding actor or entrepreneur
to learn the practicalities and opportunities of theatre life.”
Enoch
doesn’t mention Meyrick, but perhaps the two could meet in the foyer of
Meyrick’s proposed National Theatre (which I proposed could be
established in Canberra). The National Theatre would be entirely
focussed on producing new and classic Australian work, would not be a
university institution, and would operate as a guild, with its
practising performers, writers, directors, designers, technicians and
managers mentoring apprentices in each field.
Productions
by the National Theatre would not take place only in Canberra, of
course. The leadership it offers must be seen around the country. The
model I see for this in today’s theatre world, perhaps, is the way Bell
Shakespeare is based in Sydney, opens shows in other cities, tours, and
offers both mainstage and educational productions. We have some of the
management structure already in place in Playing Australia.
All
we need is someone like Wesley Enoch to be the artistic director. Not
Sir Wesley. Just the Wesley from Stradbroke Island who writes “In
Aboriginal society, I was taught, everyone dances and sings and paints
and tells stories. You have to, the arts are the way you understand the
world. If you don’t sing and paint and dance and tell stories you have
no way of connecting with your family, your landscape, your history,
your religion, your survival. Everybody does it and understands the
power of culture.”
And the Wesley Enoch who worried
about accepting sponsorship from a sandmining company – the one which
works on his traditional country, Stradbroke Island. “On one hand the
money could facilitate the project’s realization and enable its artists
to reach their potential. On the other, there are deep cultural and
spiritual issues connected to the exploitation and extraction of the
Land. I talked with my father and other elders. Their advice was to
accept the money and use it to promote the stories, people and spiritual
and cultural values that the project was attempting to celebrate. I
should also use what skills I had to speak up about the issues that were
important to me. So in the end I decided to accept the money of the
sand mining company.”
The project was the play Black Diggers, reviewed on this blog January 19, 2014.
Enoch lays out his sponsorship options, saying “I don’t believe in such a thing as ‘clean money’.
1. Boycott or deny participation as artist or
sponsor/donor;
2. Accept support from the sponsor; but at the same
time create a critical environment within the
work or in a discussion about the work that
promoted alternative views to those of the donor;
3. Adopt a ‘it has nothing to do with me I just
make the Art’ position.
He
concludes: “The only way to really promote debate is to be part of it;
and to engage through your work. That is why my preference is Option
2.”
© Frank McKone, Canberra
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