Arts of Resistance by Alexander Moffat and Alan Riach sampler
Arts of Resistance is an original exploration that extends beyond the arts into the context of politics and political change. In three wide-ranging exchanges prompted by American blues singer Linda MacDonald-Lewis, artist Alexander Moffat and poet Alan Riach discuss cultural, political and artistic movements, the role of the artist in society and the effect of environment on artists from all disciplines.
Arts of Resistance is an original exploration that extends beyond the arts into the context of politics and political change. In three wide-ranging exchanges prompted by American blues singer Linda MacDonald-Lewis, artist Alexander Moffat and poet Alan Riach discuss cultural, political and artistic movements, the role of the artist in society and the effect of environment on artists from all disciplines.
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Hugh MacDiarmid <strong>and</strong> the <strong>Arts</strong> <strong>of</strong> Modern Scotl<strong>and</strong> 5<br />
As time went on, however, even Bill, unusually for<br />
him, got very merry <strong>and</strong>, in the end, so ab<strong>and</strong>oned did<br />
the three <strong>of</strong> them become that they decided to treat<br />
me to a display <strong>of</strong> a Highl<strong>and</strong> Reel. Hector started to<br />
sing a ‘puirt-a’-beul’; with the grace <strong>of</strong> elephants, the<br />
two white-haired men <strong>and</strong> the dark man pranced<br />
round my c<strong>of</strong>fee-table. As Burns says: ‘They reeled,<br />
they set, they crossed, they cleekit’. As the merriment<br />
grew louder, I don’t know why nor could Bill<br />
remember either, next day, he suddenly took a comb<br />
out <strong>of</strong> his pocket <strong>and</strong> started to comb Chris’s mane <strong>of</strong><br />
hair down on his forehead, as he squared up to him.<br />
Thinking this apparently, was no less than a stroke <strong>of</strong><br />
genius, the others whipped combs out <strong>of</strong> their breast<br />
pockets also, <strong>and</strong> for the rest <strong>of</strong> the dance, each <strong>and</strong><br />
every one <strong>of</strong> them, combed the hair down on the<br />
forehead, <strong>of</strong> whoever happened to be prancing<br />
opposite to him. When the dance ended the panting<br />
heads resembled those <strong>of</strong> seals, the eyes peering forth<br />
from jungles <strong>of</strong> sweat-sodden, lank locks. After this,<br />
they seemed incapable, <strong>and</strong> this did not surprise me,<br />
<strong>of</strong> further effort <strong>and</strong> taking a loving farewell <strong>of</strong> each<br />
other, they staggered <strong>of</strong>f to bed.<br />
alan: The spirit <strong>of</strong> the Borders. You know<br />
MacDiarmid’s little poem about his birthplace?<br />
I had the fortune to live as a boy<br />
In a world a’ columbe <strong>and</strong> colour-de-roy,<br />
As gin I’d had Mars for the l<strong>and</strong> o’ my birth<br />
Instead o’ the earth.<br />
Nae maitter hoo faur I’ve travelled sinsyne,<br />
The cast o’ Dumfriesshire’s aye in me like wine;<br />
And my sangs are gleids o’ the c<strong>and</strong>ent spirit<br />
Its sons inherit.<br />
There are three rivers that run through Langholm<br />
<strong>and</strong> he said that as a boy, he could tell them apart<br />
<strong>by</strong> their sound alone. That’s a beautiful image.<br />
It makes me think <strong>of</strong> scented gardens for the<br />
blind… Anyway, you have these sounds, <strong>of</strong> the<br />
natural world, something he understood at a deep<br />
level. So his language, Scots, is spoken in<br />
1.3 William Gillies 1898–1973 Between Raeshaw <strong>and</strong> Carcant<br />
on Heriot Water c.1968<br />
Langholm, <strong>and</strong> it’s connected to the sound <strong>of</strong> the<br />
natural world around him, <strong>and</strong> the physicality <strong>of</strong> it,<br />
which impresses him pr<strong>of</strong>oundly. But that’s not<br />
exclusive from the world <strong>of</strong> the machine. With his<br />
commitment to the modern age <strong>and</strong> the<br />
aggressively idealist politics <strong>of</strong> that era, he<br />
questioned what could be made <strong>of</strong> the machine, in<br />
terms <strong>of</strong> saving human labour, if it were used<br />
properly <strong>and</strong> not as exploitation. All <strong>of</strong> these things<br />
come into his thinking.<br />
Correspondences in the Visual <strong>Arts</strong><br />
alan: When we’re talking about correspondences<br />
we’re also thinking <strong>of</strong> influences <strong>and</strong> it’s best to be<br />
clear about this. People use the word influence<br />
without ever defining it <strong>and</strong> there’s a very helpful<br />
little note <strong>by</strong> the American poet Louis Zukovsky that<br />
does this. He says basically that there are three kinds<br />
<strong>of</strong> influence.<br />
One is a presence in the air, what you might call the<br />
zeitgeist, something almost inescapable that’s social<br />
<strong>and</strong> cultural as well as consciously part <strong>of</strong> the<br />
artist’s concern. In some way, you see this with the<br />
writers <strong>and</strong> artists <strong>and</strong> composers associated with