Wednesday, August 12, 2020
Xavier Lopez Performance #11B: On The Edge: Latinx Performance Art Festival --Teaching A Hare to Tell Time. 2016
Saturday, August 8, 2020
Xavier Lopez Performance #11A: Cacophany Anodyne and Hamlet's Ghost Introduction.
In 2016, there were only a handful of us, each of us taking the stage one after the other. From spoken word poetry and more traditionally Latino performance. I was the last one that hot, August night and as a cacophony of layers and layers of looped recordings of the tune "Theme From A Summer Place" played while I, dressed as a ghost handed out flowers into the audience, later I painted in chocolate and strawberry syrup, and dressed as a giant teddy bear--none of us had any idea that we were the first ones to put together a festival of Performance Art that was brave enough to claim the term Latinx. We had no idea that this was the first all-Latinx performance art festival--in all of its difficult to classify, irreverent, problematic, transient glory. The night itself was wonderful; then we became part of university curricula across the globe when Marvin Carlson claimed us in Routledge's textbook "Performance: A Critical Introduction."
The first performance of the night began with me placing multiple "boom boxes" out throughout the room all playing the same track in a kind of staggered "row row row your boat"sort of way. Then I came out as a ghost and handed flowers to the audience.
For the last twenty years I have been working with Sheet Ghost installations, performances and sculpture. Beginning first with my performance art in 1993, wherein I first used the "sheet ghost" in a significant way--I have found the ghost to be an amazingly expressive means of dealing with many issues ranging from the extremely personal to themes of isolation and even more abstract ideas as was the case in the most recent installation I did for the Seattle Office Arts & Culture's "Dialogues in Art" series, wherein I dealt with issues of homelessness. In Hope/Home, the first installation with multiple figures, the sheet ghosts became stand-ins for my family as we dealt with a period of homelessness that we experienced when I was still very young. Over the course of several installations I have seen my process become increasingly narrative and more and more theatrical.
Wednesday, August 5, 2020
Xavier Lopez Performance #11: Overview - On the Edge: First International Latinx Performance Art Festival.
Xavier Lopez Performance #10: Hamlet's Ghost: On the Edge: Latinx Performance Art Festival
From a conceptual point of view the piece dealt with the infinite iterability of a text/language like Shakespeare's--which in my work always stands metonymically for language or the concept of the idea of the text. The piece, itself also acts itself as a Synechdochic element referring to the Shakespearean whole, moreover, the installation an performance was meant to be a visually arresting and beautiful visual experience.
Monday, August 3, 2020
Xavier Lopez Performance #9: Cacophany Anodine 1+2 - Greenwood Collective, La Cocina First Latinx Performance Art Festival
Xavier Lopez Performance #8: Bloodtelling. Faire Gallery Cafe!
Sunday, August 2, 2020
Xavier Lopez Performance #7: Tales of the Soft Cyborg: The Spaniard.
Saturday, August 1, 2020
Xavier Lopez Performance 6. Nightmare: Re:Construction, Retitled "The Utter Impossibility of Truly Understanding the Position of the Other."
Photograph taken during performance of “Nightmare: Re: construction,” (Later, retitled–“The Utter Impossibility of Truly Understanding the Position of the Other.”) (Full Title.) 2001. Katherine Adamenko's Closeted Salon.
I seek to engender, enlarge and expand the conversation of what Latina/x/o art is and what it can be. We live at a time in which definitions of race, masculinity, gender and art are changing, and through my performance I seek to be a voice in this change and to translate this mission into a body of work that is consistent with these goals.
"What I am saying is that those like me–that we exist, write perform and theorize from a position that has already always been post-modern—post identity, post singularity. We know, inherently, what it means to walk through several spaces at the same time; we know what it means to wear many contradictory masks, to speak many strange accents and in multiple languages. We do not emulate a white, male desire to reconstitute identity–because it is not part of our history. We do not call for society to attempt to recreate a space of modernity—to lie to ourselves so that we can move on. Instead we claim a new, shifting, mobile space of many, even antagonistic identities—which we deploy when needed. Trust me when I say that the future will engender a new kind of multiculturalism, we will not be manipulated by those that cry “cultural appropriation” in an inauthentic, ignoble attempt to keep us in place–but we will celebrate diversity, interdisciplinarity and shared, overlapping identities and the differences that come from individual lives lived to the fullest–each of us engendering a multiplicity of identities–individual and shared with the knowledge that no one is lessened by celebrating difference–a space in which no one is “othered”–because we have seen through the current ploys to divide us draped in the wolves’ clothing of a language that we have been speaking for too long, one which the enemy has learned to use against us. We are instead, reclaiming something that we have already always known, something that was never a shock to our multi-national, multi-ethnic, multi-vocal selves–we all are very different–just as we are all the same and we must celebrate it all–individual Lives Of Color–matter. That is to say that every moment, every dream, every hope and failure of every individual life in color–matters."
I do suppose if you were told for millennia that your identity was fixed, that history was fixed, that you could drop your life into a construct made up out of generation upon generation of others who looked exactly like you, where civilization was coursing in a predictably positive way, whereupon each generation could applaud itself and ignore the bumps and fissures and massacres of others that did not fit into your cozy, neat narrative, which only included lives that you could pronounce, name and claim –that this loss would be pretty startling. But it is not, cannot be, if you never had those expectations in the first place.
In the performance-“Nightmare: Re: construction,” (Later, retitled–“The Utter Impossibility of Truly Understanding the Position of the Other.”) I have come to some answers and many more questions. Some of these include: “what does it mean and why is it of utmost importance, now, for a male to recognize and reconsecrate his connection to feminism?” “Why do I feel that feminism is the most important critical, theoretic and performative movement undertaken by women and men?” These questions have been brewing in my heart and mind for ages, but have come full-force to the surface over the last three quarters in which I enrolled in three separate feminist courses, one of which was ironically entitled “Masculinities.” This has been a time for me in which I have re-upped and re-recognized my inherent connections to feminism–especially as a performance artist.
I have stated in the past, in this class that I do not feel alien to the tendencies and practices of feminism. I do not feel as though they are not about me, perhaps this is queer, it certainly seems anti-masculinist, both of which I stand by gladly. It just seems as though my issues, issues of race, identity, gender all began as feminist issues. If one is honest, s/he will note that none of the spaces that we recognize now, none of the voices that we hear now could be recognized without feminism.
One of the most important achievements of feminism has been to open up spaces and to allow those that had not been able to speak to hear their own voices and to share their dialogue with others. To a certain extent all of the authors have spoken about the history of silence, the silencing of voices and finally the reclaiming of those voices, certainly Hipple, hooks and others have pointed to the need for as many voices to be heard as possible. Hipple, especially, by taking words and feelings and making them into artwork, something tangible and beautiful stands as a model for me. The ability to speak and to be heard is something which all of us, me as a queer little boy, me as a young Hispanic male, me as a comic book fan and victim of the eighties, me as a melancholy lover of sad poems and British television-owes to feminism; the ability to share with pride even the most unique aspect of myself. Feminism has opened up the queerest spaces and like the speculum that Haraway theorizes it allows us to look inside and see the blossoming complexities within each of us.

Today, I still wince, when I see my soft, fat body on a television screen, when I see myself revealed and naked for others to grade and gauge me in comparison to whatever models of the human body they have in mind. I still wince when I see a misstep in my performance, but perhaps a bit less often, now as I become accustomed to the shape and substance of my message.

"Now, in the present tense, at least one thing has been seen to be true–the form of a Latinx criticism is shaping up and it will be a far cry from what has come before. It will not be inflected by the crap of “magic realism,” or a masculinist parentage–but it will “come out” from the borders, for it is ultimately a criticism from outside the margins (in all of its myriad meanings: paper, maps, personalities, etc.) it will be a raucous, hearty, alien form of criticism patently outside of any of the historically “coded” binary positions, it will be neither black nor white, but at times it will be both, it will be both male and female–and at times it will be neither, it is queer and straight–though it is more queer and de-centered than many dare to realize–it does, definitely owe a great deal to Fusco and Gomez-Peńa’s borderlands, but it is ultimately less essentialist and less interiorizing–it is a forward moving, active and ironic stance that replicates itself endlessly–and it is, ultimately, the future—all of our futures." --Happy Holidays–The Author Goes Back in Time to a Simpler Age and Graduate Paper’s Past! By xavier_lopez_jr on December 17, 2017 at 1:45 AM
Even in 2001, blocks away from the UCDavis campus, shaving my legs in front of an audience until they streamed blood in the pro-feminist, anti-gender-essentialist performance: "The Impossibility of Truly Understanding the Other;" it was clear that the seeds were already growing for a genre-breaking, anti-essentialist movement, as Marvin Carlson described it in "Performance: A Critical Introduction," "There is a growing body of...artists who specifically identify themselves as Latinx, headed by...Xavier Lopez...These and others were featured in the first festival of Latinx performance, held at the Good Arts center...in Seattle... Latinx represents an important orientation in modern performance, clearly anticipated by artists like Fusco and Gómez-Peña... concern(ed) with developing more inclusive and flexible attitudes toward designations of gender, race, and ethnicity,...Latinx will doubtless be joined in the future by other...terms addressing this major reorientation of the field."
Friday, July 31, 2020
Xavier Lopez Performance #5D: The Tryx Rabbit. Katherine Adamenko's Salons. 2001.
Xavier Lopez Performance #5C: The Tryx Rabbit. Katherine Adamenko's Saons. 2001. While the last performance of the night was the return of the bear, the last one that we are covering is the Rabbit, also known as the Trix or Tryx Rabbit, which continues the adventures of the Soft Cyborg as the ultimate consumer/emcee creature. In this performance, donning the head of a stuffed bunny and wearing a tank top, I proceeded to mix plaster and the fruitloops from the earlier Krazy Cat performance in a failed attempt at making art--plaster will not set with regular milk! An important lesson in art!












































