PART 3: What is a Chicano Artist?

This is the third article in a series by entertainer and art advocate Cheech Marin.

So there I was in Texas on November 15, 2001, staring into the belly of the beast. I had decided to launch the tour of the Chicano Visions exhibition in San Antonio because it always an important center for Chicano art. The trouble was that some members of the very large and influential academic community had their knives out for me. I had stepped into their arena without the proper authorization, coming into their neighborhood and "throwing my looks around." Who does this dope-smoking hippie comedian who hung out with a half-Chinese Canadian think he is by coming and telling them what was Chicano art?

In my naivety, I described the show as Chicano art, not as an exhibition featuring works from my personal collection of Chicano art. I didn't have the proper degrees or gravitas to make that claim. I just put my money where my mouth was and wanted to share Chicano art with the world (which I still do). There were a few professors and students who held on the belief that all "Chicano art" is political. Many were aging-hippie Chicano protestors, of which I was really one of them, but without the unpaid student loans.

During the preview opening, I was literally backed into a corner of the exhibition by three large scary braided-armpit-hair Chicanas wearing overalls. They reminded me of my Aunt Bolita, somebody you would never want to mess with in life. "Where's all the political art!!" they demanded in heavily tequila-scented breath. I summoned up all my courage and told them where to go ... to find it ... of which there was quite a bit. I showed them where and, with a weak smile, I told them "I'm even thinking of putting in more" while silently pleading "Let me live."

Semi-satisfied, they slunk off to the bar. At the end of the night, I announced there would be an open forum the next day at the museum for anybody who had any questions about the show. The three braided armpits at the bar raised a personal fifth-of-tequila bottle and glugged back a salute. One made a slicing motion across her throat.

The next morning, I saw many returned to the gallery and I noticed right away that the audience was sharply divided between young and old. The younger ones were all about learning about the collection, and how to get their own art seen. They had no problem with corporate sponsorship and dismissed the old guard like they would their parents telling them to clean up their room. "Yeah, whatever. How do you think these shows are going to be put on without sponsorships? Hold a car wash?"

On stage with me were a few community representatives, some artists in the exhibition, a couple of nervous museum officers.

Everybody tried to answer all questions, the dialogue went back and forth, and included as much Spanish slang as possible while still sounding academic. The old-guard political Chicanos looked around, realized they were outnumbered and were being viewed as party poopers. They mentally started to count the minutes until they could go out and get a bowl of menudo for breakfast.

Finally, an elderly lady, who looked like she had been around and seen everything Chicano, asked one of the most important and seminal of all Chicano artists, John Valadez, a question. He was seated right next to me on the stage. The question had a challenging tone. "Given all the issues raised here this morning, and your willing participation in the show, do you still consider yourself a "Chicano" artist?"

John took a slow drink of water. He looked up to the heavens to contemplate all aspects of the question. Then he looked straight at the elder and said, "Only if it bothers you."

In that moment, John Valadez became my lifelong hero.

You want to know what a Chicano is? I'll tell you, but it's probably going to bother you.

 

 

 

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Comments

[Eddie Martinez]

02:09 PM on 06/21/2012

Chicano Art, thanks Marin for putting your money where your heart is! A Fan

[Augie Bareno]

12:53 PM on 06/21/2012

Cheech i appreciate your collection and your efforts to further the appreciation of chicano art.While i understand you identifying with the remark of John Valadez,its important to point out that much of earlier chicano art was a rallying device to the broader political context of the chicano movement.I think people resent your monetary ability,to set what ever tone,you want about your collection.That is a private matter,its your money,what is not private is the history and political implications of the chicano movement,that belonged,to those who strugggled,those who benefitted from it and those still stuck in it.Thats an eternal struggle,that rages today.So much like your old weed smoking uncles who talk lot of shit about the old days,let your hairy armpit chicana say and do what they want,cause they have at their foundation good intentions.If you cant do that then and all elsa fails take outside and try to kick,their ass and see what happens.

[TriKyJoKeZ]

06:57 AM on 06/21/2012

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[Kali03]

11:39 PM on 06/20/2012

Well, Señor, let me tell you...I love your book *Chicano Visions* and as a visiting assistant profesora in several high-end liberal arts colleges, I cannot tell you how many times I got Chicanos hooked on art via your collection. A lot of times, the young women had outlets--there was something for them, be it feminist writing, whatever. But the guys often seemed disenfranchised and alienated from academia. I also used to get the librarians in the various places I worked to buy this book and add it to the collection. They were always quite happy to be turned on to this collection.

Unfortunately, I am not longer in academia (no jobs) but while I was, I was quite a partisan for your wonderful book. You have an incredible art collection and you put together a genuinely wonderful panorama of Chicano art.

Thank you for that book. It's a treasure.