“Her Sisters Cooked & She Made Spells”: Reflections on meeting Shange

by Amanda 2 Comments

I am really grateful for having the opportunity to meet Shange in such an intimate setting. I think the most stimulating of many pleasant moments were hearing Shange talk about the thoughts and stories behind the creation of some of her major works, realizing she literally lives a choreopoem, and getting to speak to her about i live in music.

I titled this post after the words Shange used to encapsulate her novel Sassafrass, Cypress, and Indigo. The simplicity of her synopsis lends to the idea that explication isn’t always necessary—a point that I think is central to Shange’s work. Although the statement is simple and accessible, it also proves complex and in need of dissection. Cooking and making spells are two sides of the same creative coin. While her sisters cook, Indigo makes spells—collectively their crafts render them creators, historians, and even personal archivists.

In thinking of the class’ discussion on the significance of women of color telling and recording their own stories, I am inclined to consider the way Shange communicated throughout the class meeting. While speaking, Shange often tapped her foot on the floor to a rhythm that was in conversation with the swaying of her arms. At some point, I realized that I was listening out for these taps. Not merely out of curiosity, but rather out of necessity. Her stomping music and dancing arms served as means for me to grasp her thoughts, completely. They functioned as beginning, ending, and accent of her ideas. Her life truly is choreopoem in practice.

At the dinner’s conclusion I spoke with Shange about her poem, i live in music and asked about the motivation behind it. Not only did Shange recount that the poem’s creation was an improvisational act—the result of having a band cancel their performance last minute during a radio show she was hosting (?)—she also explained that the line “I got 15 trumpets where other women got hips”—a line that I had to inquire about because of its particular importance to me—came out of the genuine and literal desire to have 15 trumpets playing during her show. The line also spoke to the functionality of horns, like trumpets, as tools for heralding things and people of great importance. Furthering this idea, Shange spoke to the horn and trumpet being analogy to women as heralds of the miraculous—the creation of art and life, for example.

 

This is a short playlist of some of the songs that got me over hurdles while writing this post. Hope you enjoy!

Comments ( 2 )

  1. Yemi
    Amanda, thank you for this post. It seems as though the same simplicity Shange used to describe Sassafrass, Cypress, and Indigo is echoed throughout your entire blogpost. I want to call out your reflections on the way unexpected situations, that warrant improvisation point us to a deeper understanding of human beings as creators. A lack of instrumentalists can fuel a poem, a scarcity of food can give birth to an initiative, a deep frustration can turn into a new form of governance. You point to the way women are not only creators, but a sort of medium/ liaison that can call upon certain things to happen. Women have this ability to invoke an alternative because of the fertility ingrained in their being.
  2. Kim Hall
    What a beautiful post Amanda. You brought up so much of importance here--most particularly the body as an instrument --conveyer and bearer of meaning. I'm also thinking about improvisation and "making do" as something that connects Shange's artistic practice, sense of diaspora and cooking.

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