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Integration Biographies Networks

Integration Biographies Networks

The integration experts from the NACHBARINNEN association in Vienna will give you very personal insights.

Their conversations with the exhibition works draw not only on their own experiences of migration, but also on over ten years of intensive social work, which has taken them into isolated communities and families that are difficult or impossible to reach through institutional channels. The mumok team is proud to have worked on joint projects with NACHBARINNEN since 2020 and to be breaking new ground together on ways to approach the collection and art education.


NACHBARINNEN are trained social assistants who meet isolated compatriots on an equal footing to help tackle and change the social imbalances they face. They work in public space and visit people in their homes. The NACHBARINNEN offer the families they support methods and strategies to make positive changes to their own living conditions – and always in their own mother tongue. The aim is to activate motivation through self-empowerment and to enable integration that flourishes thanks to professional support from their own community.

 

At the authors' request, no clear names were mentioned in this article.

 

Content advisory for sensitive topics.:

The following content includes references to colonial violence, war, and cultural devastation.

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Diedrick Brackens

I was immediately drawn to Diedrick Brackens' carpets. Having grown up in Istanbul, our Turkish carpets are not woven but knotted. Yet, the expensive, exquisite ones are just as thin as these woven ones. Equally beautiful!! Each carpet tells a story, unfortunately only a few can read them here. These carpets are also music – I can hear them well. I've taken a lot of women to the museum, who thought beforehand, as I did, that they had more important things to do and what does it mean anyway. But when I explained to them, what I had learnt, these women all found something in their minds, art heals so much.

 

So again, I come from Istanbul, I can also say, from the golden Byzantium – doesn't that sound good? My own story is almost like back then: 
For example: Emperor Otto the first wanted to marry off his son well and sent an ambassador to Byzantium to do so. The emperor there, Nikephoros Phokas, who saw himself as the only true emperor, had nothing but derision for him. He laughed at the ambassador and humiliated him wherever he could. But Otto did not give up. The next emperor in Byzantium finally sent him his niece Theophanu to the German Empire for his son Otto II.

 

I was sent to Austria at the age of 14. My husband also waited for me here. I hope for Theophanu that Adelheid has learned more from her own youth and was nicer to her than my mother-in-law. But Theophanu was an incredibly strong woman. Within my limits, I follow her example. At first, I did this in my small private environment. After difficult years spent learning, I expanded my circle and joined women who had a similar story and just as much strength. Now I work with great joy in a women's collective. For the empowerment of women, for education, democracy, and equality.

 

I came to realize that the culture in my country – even if the political situation, has become more difficult – was much older, much more thoughtful, and simply more civilised. People who say they are a "resident" in Vienna and their freedom is in danger due to migration are not civilized. I have experienced a lot of rejection, mistrust, humiliation, and exclusion. As long as I showed my hair, they were too black, since I wear a hijab, it's too colourful. Our women's collective advocates for an open relationship between cultures; we want a new social contract. A contract that is negotiable. A contract that allows for the inclusion of new topics and the exclusion of old ones. Content should be discussed by everyone, not intimidated by a few outsiders. We weave cultures together like Brackens weaves his carpets.

 

That's art! Art for Austria.
 

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Omar Ba

I come from Sudan, formerly Upper Nubia. We have always been connected with Egypt – both in times of peace and war. Currently, our country is engulfed in a devastating internal conflict, which has only intensified since gaining independence from Europe approximately 50 years ago. While there were challenges before, even in conflict, there was a certain culture. I emphasize this because we have a millennia-old history of highly civilized culture, much like Egypt and many other nations on our continent. Despite our critical view of Egypt at times, we owe nothing to them. Sudan is an African nation and Europe should not overstate its importance. Enough.

 

Egypt shared the land around the Nile with us; we were part of the Egyptian pharaonic dynasties. What was happening in Europe then? Earlier still, Homo sapiens evolved with us, while Neanderthals roamed Europe. But much of what constituted our culture, way of life, community, and distinctions between us has been lost; taken from us by Europe, and we have forgotten so much.

 

It's like children traumatized, going astray. Dreadful. Individual freedom is lost to us for the sake of so much for the land. Once taken for granted, it was secured by custom and law for every single one of us. The Egyptians enslaved us, and we them, but true bloody servitude returned only with the colonial high civilization of Europe. Driven back by whip until only a naked self, one's singular existence, is defended. Slowly, we are recovering.

 

My family moved here before the latest war. In our country, it is a constant cycle: war, democracy, war. My family and I have spent years considering how we can best use the strength of democracy, equality, and women's empowerment here in Austria, where democracy is by no means guaranteed. We are a collective of women in Vienna from various countries, coming together for the benefit of Austria. Art is a crucial component of our work. Art speaks to all people, for all people. What art means, I define for myself. This applies to visual art, literature, music, architecture, all fields. No one can dictate that to me, even if nearly everything from Sudan was taken away to England and sold on from there. Think of Mwazulu Diyabanza with the burial post from South Sudan.

 

I don't seek help for my country; I seek repair. Or better, recreation. This demands a lot – from economic rebuilding (we have more than just gold, though gold tempts) to independent development, to building something that is uniquely ours. Returning art is part of this. We can and must discuss everything. So let's do that instead of debating who gets to say what, when, how, and what not.

I wish to stop seeing myself in Fanon's "Black Skin, White Masks" and as he fought for France, I say for Austria, "We colored refuse to be outsiders; we fully partake in Austria's fate."
 

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The Otolith Group

I grew up in Isfahan, an incredibly beautiful city with many museums and amazing landmarks. Unfortunately, after the Islamic Revolution of 1979, the Islamic government forcefully imposed new values and moral standards. I grew up during this time and during the first Gulf War–unfortunately there was no time and no sense for museums back then. That was my childhood and youth, I think I missed out on quite a lot.

 

In 2008, my family and I fled Iran seeking freedom and equality. However, in Vienna, I struggled to feel properly represented. Despite my efforts to adapt, it was difficult to see that my Persian culture wasn't fully appreciated here.

 

Two years ago, I finally found a women's collective here in Vienna. We work for the equality and participation of all people in this city—art plays a significant role in our work.

 

I'm very pleased about this exhibition here. We've been collaborating with this museum for a long time and have learned that art, through good explanation and by looking at it for a long time, can articulate things that were previously unthinkable. A woman once told me that after my tour at the museum, she felt very tired and thoughtful. Whenever she feels tired, she knows that she will learn something from it.

 

Through art, people can realize their thoughts and fantasies. It can provide solace. I believe art unites people across different cultures and time periods. It doesn't require language. In this exhibition, contemporary artists have come together with old artists, speaking through them. That's beautiful!

 

I'm thrilled that Tagore has a prominent place here; I admire his stories. I appreciate the approach of Atul Dodiya and the Otolith Group because they address issues like new nationalism and the instrumentalization of religion for power—issues we suffered from in Iran. However, I don't quite understand what Gandhi has to do with conceptual art. He aimed to change tangible realities; he wasn't just about concepts and ideas, right?

 

The women we brought here were deeply engaged with the meaning of life. They wondered if they really wanted to spend their entire lives in the kitchen and with children just because that's how it is at home. They engaged with their feelings, something they rarely do in daily life. Then they started to listen to their feelings and needs, to feel them and draw them. Some feelings were taboo, but they dared to draw them. They learned that art shows them the way to express themselves and connect with others.

 

Tagore's theme of the significance of the present in the future deeply touched me. We constantly ponder how we can at least become a footnote in history. If we can continue to intertwine art and social activism so well, perhaps we'll be rewarded with a footnote in the future.

 

Tagore will surely live forever. He lived in a strong country. It reminds me: the first major rebellion against the East India Company in 1857 is often described, yet everywhere you read, it's only about fighting men. Lakshmibai was the princess of the last resisting dynasty against the British. She led the battles, was brave, wise, educated, and cunning. With a fair distribution of weapons, she would have surely won. She is one of my heroines.

 

As a playful counterpoint, there was a football match just before World War I in Calcutta where Indians played barefoot and won against the arrogant British, who never expected it and were completely devastated.

I would have loved to be at that joyous festival! Yet, 1 million Indians had to enlist for the British in World War I—how absurd.

 

Certainly, many such examples can be found. I'm very glad that I can fight for freedom alongside other women and look forward to the day when I can travel to Isfahan to my family without fear.


 

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Serge Attukwei Clottey

This work by Serge Attukwei Clottey is incredibly dense. His art moves everyone, you have to allow the loops in your head, they are the lasso for the heart. Clottey talks about Ghana, and I’ve been reading up on it: ancient Ghana, from which today's Ghana gets its name, was one of the oldest kingdoms and was described by an Arab traveller 1000 years ago as follows: "the king has a beautiful palace. He is dressed like a woman, and on his head, he wears a tall hat, decorated with gold and gemstones. During audiences, he sits in a dome surrounded by ten horses, with gold-embroidered blankets." Ghana was very rich by trading to Europe. 

 

Clottey's portraits of young Black men remind me of this king of Ghana. Everything is so intertwined; the portraits are reminiscent of the first photo portraits of decolonization. Seydou Keïta was a photographic artist from Mali – the ancient kingdom of Ghana with the wonderfully adorned king. Keïta photographed with a Kodak Brownie, this camera always evokes horror within me of Belgian rule in Congo, the chopped off hands and feet of those who didn't work fast enough were also captured with a Brownie. 

 

I am from Chechnya. I fled with my family from the war. Constant fear of bombs, violence, and torture have worn us down. The biggest difference between Ghana and us is the completely different kind of bomb that hit Ghana. Ngũgĩ wa Thiong'o, was a great Kenyan writer, he called it the cultural bomb, which Europe fired off, devastating all thinking. The cultural bomb, he says, erases people's belief in their names, their languages, their environment, their heritage of struggle, their unity, their abilities, and finally in themselves. It causes them to see their past as a failure and want to distance themselves from it; for example, by speaking the languages of the colonizers instead of their own. Thiong'o began writing in Kikuyu, the language of his country, in the 1970s and  made a great impact. 

 

Our war was terrible. The soldiers have come up with incredible things to strip us of our dignity. I would call them barbarians, the word hits another aspect in Clottey's work: the adhesive tapes: Marcus Omofuma was a shock to all of us. Barbarians in uniform, that is what many young people among us are experiencing. 

 

I am a chemist. I always examine everything very closely. That's also how I came across these beautiful portraits by Serge Attukwei Clottey and other Ghanaian artists who have come to terms with history. Do you know "Rosenfelde" by Nnenna Onuoha? This young woman invited several artist colleagues to a great action. The universally admired Friedrichsfelde Palace, whose true story of its origins in gold from robbery and money from the slave trade of the German barbarians in Ghana is unknown, was transformed by these young people through dance, performance and music into something I must travel to soon to  feed on this energy with thieving joy. The sad spirits of the former Gold Coast have been comforted by the art of their descendants and are finally at peace. If Chechnya were to become independent, free and democratic one day, I would like to invite this group to workshops all over the country so that the people there can breathe freely again.

 

I've been in Austria for 20 years. Through war and flight and almost two years in refugee camps, I'm not spoiled. I searched for many years for a meaningful job in Vienna; after all, I am a chemist and this is not an education to be a cleaner. For a few years now, I have found a real profession: I work in a women's collective that aims to promote social cohesion through art and education, self-respect, and self-determination. We work for the dignity of every human being. I am very grateful to Clottey for leading me back to the middle of this path.

 

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Art and Resistance

Art plays a central role in shaping our identity and our perception of the world. Art plays a big role for me. As a woman with a history of migration who lives in Austria, I often don't find a personal connection to exhibitions here, which is why I've been looking forward to this one for a long time. European art is usually only shown in a very representative way, and I ask myself how I can develop an interest in art with my cultural identity. I would also like to try to describe how art can serve not only as a means of expression, but also as a form of resistance against cultural assimilation and preservation of one's own cultural identity, especially for people like me who have a history of migration.

 

Colonization has meant that I and many others cannot relate to art. When I think of art, European artists and artworks immediately come to mind. Yet I come from Africa, specifically Somalia, and I often don't feel like I am the target group of the Eurocentric art canon. People who look like me were and are often depicted in a dehumanizing way or don't even appear that way. On top of that, you must have a passion and a strong knowledge of art and art history to know African art. Due to centuries of oppression and the gagging of African art and in the Western art canon, the normal art consumer who is not particularly well-read on the subject will not engage with it.

 

The question arises, how is this possible? In every case of colonization throughout history, the art and language of the land were the first aspects of culture to be attacked and banned. Because, when these aspects of a society are ruined, the very thing that brings people together is eliminated and with it what people fight to preserve – their identity and history. It is often art, traditions and culture that connect us with our past and our ancestors, where we can develop fantasies, release grief or anger, and reflect on identity crises. This applies to every branch of art.

 

But for me, art is also a possibility and a form of resistance for marginalized groups. A good example of this is how African Americans use music as a powerful form of art to preserve and celebrate their African roots. Hip-hop, reggae, blues, jazz and rock 'n' roll have African influences through rhythm and flow. This helps a group of people who have been separated from their homeland in Africa for more than 400 years to still connect with their roots. In addition, the spirit of resistance can be seen in various forms of art by African Americans, such as the paintings of Ernie Barnes, which often depict joyful dancing and playing Black people. These artworks date back to the era of segregation, which was associated with little joy for Black people. Nevertheless, Barnes' goal was to show the humanity and lightness of African Americans in the midst of oppression.

 

Another example of resistance is one of Africa's most important writers and directors: Ousmane Sembène from Senegal, who is considered the “father” of African cinema. His films deal with important social and political issues in post-colonial Africa. Just as an example: “Mandabi” is great, funny and clever. When asked in an interview whether his films would be understood in Europe, he replied: “Europe is not my center. Europe is not the periphery of Africa. They (the Europeans) stayed in my country for over 100 years and didn't speak my language, I speak their language. For me, the future does not depend on whether I am understood by Europe. I would like them to understand me, but it means nothing to me...... Why do you want me to be like the sunflower circling around the sun? I am the sun myself.”  This is one of the most beautiful visualizations of “decenter white”.

 

Regarding these reflections on the importance of art as a form of resistance and as a means of preserving cultural identity, I would like to emphasize that art is a powerful way to strengthen togetherness and raise the voices of marginalized groups. As we grapple with the challenges of oppression, art and culture remind us of who we are, where we come from and what we stand for. It is my hope that this dialogue about art and resistance will help build bridges and foster understanding as we work together to shape a future characterized by diversity and inclusion. To this end, I have joined an international women's collective here in Vienna. We work for socially excluded and isolated families from five different language groups. Participation in social, economic, ecological and cultural matters is what we see as the goal of a society. A very important tool in our daily work is the mediation of art, which, as I mentioned at the beginning, can trigger, heal and move so much in every person. The people at mumok have been incredibly valuable cooperation partners for us for years.