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The Northern Faculty of Social Arts Practice was the result of a number of parallel and overlapping conversations between 4 Arts Council Creative People and Places programmes, Heart of Glass (St. Helens), SuperSlowWay (Pennine Lancashire), Left Coast (Blackpool and Wyre) and Creative Scene (North Kirklees), with Chrissie Tiller, initiator and director the MA in Participatory and Community Arts at Goldsmiths for 12 years, and Kerry Morrison and William Titley from In Situ, a not-for profit arts organisation based in Pendle.

The model emerged from a shared interrogation of the kind of learning that might best support the increasing number of artists, and others, wanting to engage in collaborative and social arts practice.  The decision to set up this model outside the confines of academia was inevitably influenced by a shared concern for the growing lack of diversity and access within higher education, as fees and the imperative to earn money become the driving force of many institutions.

  • What we have learnt? What we have discovered? What we have put into practice/action?
  • What do we want to revisit – perhaps in more depth?
  • The gaps – what do we feel has not been covered? What do we still want to learn/teach/share/experience?
  • Where/what next?

Drawing on the structure of Open Space Technology, we agreed to break down any sense of teachers and participants and abide by its one Law – the Law of Two Feet or Mobility – and its 5 Principles:

  • Whoever comes are the right people
  • Wherever it happens is the right place
  • Whatever happens is the only thing that could have
  • When it starts, is the right time
  • When it’s over, it’s over

So there we were. The right people in the right place at the right time: choosing our topics, setting up our schedules, sorting out our individual, and shared, reflective journeys for the next two days.

Artists Educations from Kyiv to Bilbao 2015-2016

Kyiv December 2015
-21°C.  26th December and Christmas hasn’t even happened here yet.  The third time since setting up Seeding a Network in the ’90s I am back in Kyiv.  Over 20 years have passed between then and now:  the Orange Revolution, Maidan, the annexation of the Crimea.

My partner, Steve, and I have found ourselves propelled back to a city where three months ago we celebrated the wedding of our younger son.  Then there was sunshine, Georgian restaurants and ‘return to school’ ice-cream.  As well as the day we found ourselves among the smoke bombs and grenades of an anti-autonomy protest where three policemen where killed.

Now there is snow, Georgian restaurants and an uneasy peace.  We are in the old factory district.  In a club.  Which is also a rehearsal space. Working with a group of young theatre makers about to run a series of drama workshops with internally displaced women and children.  The workshops will take place alongside a bi-lingual (Russian and Ukrainian) production of Troilus and Cressida. Set seven years into the Trojan wars, the world of Shakespeare’s play is one worn down by the grim realities of warfare:  manipulation, deceit and corruption outweigh any sense of chivalry or patriotism.

The production is based on a performance the UK director did in Georgia; although here the Greeks will speak Russian, the Trojans Ukrainian.  But the actors are yet to be convinced of the significance of the two languages and the musical director has made it clear Georgian chants are not a Ukrainian tradition.

When the workshops begin there is already a palpable sense of tension. We, like the director, are also outsiders and not even sure of our role in the bigger picture of this Foreign Office funded project.

We spend the first day ‘getting to know each other’ through drama and theatre games – and battling to keep warm in a space that has been unheated for days.  In Kyiv the old factory spaces are slowly being reclaimed by artists and young entrepreneurs. Like the ‘pop up’ shops, cafes and galleries in the centre of town they are signs of a new energy, a passion to create, to collaborate, to work with others that runs alongside a sense of disillusionment and bewilderment post-Maidan.  Energetic activities like ‘Pass the Clap’ and ‘Yes Let’s!’ are constantly woven between working together to build a sense of trust and share something of ourselves and our stories: two true:one false, mapping our lives, trying to argue for something we totally disagree with.

By the end of the day we finally able to have a more open conversation about the work we might do together.  And touch on some of the issues surrounding the fact the workshops we are helping them to create will involve them working with people from the East of Ukraine. The notion of the people from the East having another ‘mentality’ comes up again and again.

Then, in the absence of any of us feeling totally secure with the text of Troilus and Cressida, we decide to improvise the story of Taras Bulba.  And discover on the way there might not, after all, be a ‘correct’ version – even of this most famous of tales – only the same story told from different perspectives.

Day Two builds on these ideas of story telling and points of view. We work on the Hamlet Dumb Show then on drawing and retelling parts of our own stories: X marks the spot..  Finishing with Brecht’s Advocacy exercise, we take one of our stories and use it as the basis of a trial. taking on, in turn, the roles of the accused, counsel for the prosecution, counsel for defence, the accused’s mother as witness, eager young barristers keen to make a name for ourselves in court.  

January 2016
After a New Year spent in beautiful countryside near Litvinovka, half way between Kiev and Chernobyl, we come back together to make the workshop.  A ‘Leader in Role’ piece based on Troilus and Cressida that will take place in the Greek camp:  the Greeks in the production being the Russian speakers.  We decide it will begin with the participants in role as Greek citizens being asked to advise Agamemnon whether he should to go to war or not over Helen, then move to the young soldiers saying farewell to their families, making a boat, writing a farewell letter, going on the journey to Troy.  It will end with Cressida, a Trojan in the Greek camp, as she is at the end of the play, appealing to the old men, women and children to join her in finding a way to finish this pointless and seemingly endless war.

At one point in the day, because the theatre company are finding it hard to get the monologues – especially from the East – they have decided they want to run alongside the performance, the young actor whose parents come from Kharkiv offers to be ‘in role’ as someone from Donetsk or East Ukraine.  At the coffee break that follows his ‘hot seating’ it seems everyone wants to share their own stories.  A grandfather who has chosen to stay in Crimea despite his family having moved to Kyiv.  A father who no longer feels able to visit his parents.  The tensions involved in being a Russian speaker in a Ukrainian speaking school.

Later I ask myself if it is inhabiting the minds of Shakespeare’s Greeks, the shared storytelling, or the trust exercises and games we played together that have created a space for all of us to take part in a different kind of conversation? I don’t know. What I do know is, having worked earlier in the year with young visual artists who are part of the Ukrainian Centre for Contemporary Arts’s programme, artists/theatremakers want to find ways to create this kind of space.  

There is also a need for them to be with their neighbours, to make art with them, collaborate with them, share skills and ways of working.  Even to just to play together: create the ‘non-protest’ protest, the philosophical football match.  Most of all, to listen to and share stories.often sense we get tied up with definitions and ways to measure the ‘value’ and ‘impact’ of this kind of work because we have that luxury. In Kyiv it’s happening because it’s happening.  Artists want to make work that engages with the reality of their own lives and their neighbours.  To make sense of it. To give voice to its complexities.  Sometimes the role of the ‘outsider’ is simply to be there for them.

Turkey is not the Ukraine.  Yet facing each other across the Black Sea, (Sinop is closer to Yalta – which is currently no longer part of Ukraine – than it is to Istanbul), at odds with Russia and anticipating (with a certain amount of cynicism) a time when they will ‘join the EU’ there are inevitable comparisons. The day before we arrive in Istanbul someone has placed a bomb in the Blue Mosque.

The artists and academics we meet tell us over one thousand intellectuals have signed a petition demanding the government lift the curfews on the Kurdish cities. Fourteen have been immediately placed in custody – for disseminating ‘terrorist propaganda’.

Arriving in Sinop itself it is easy to see why artists and culture operators have been attracted to working there. Situated at the end of a peninsula at the northernmost tip of Turkey it is surrounded almost completely by the Black Sea: connected but set apart from the rest of the country.  

It has a long and rich history, having been a trading port, shipbuilding and fortress since 8BC and a NATO base during the Cold War – and a highly contentious future, destined as it is to be the site of a, Japanese designed, $16 billion nuclear plant.  It has housed a prison where Turkish intellectuals and political prisoners were interned alongside local criminals: a prison that introduced carpet weaving, woodworking and jewellery making as well as theatre and cinema as part of its rehabilitation programme

The on-going dialogue between civic society and arts and culture created by the Biennale has been a constant for 10 years. But it is a conversation situated within a local sensibility to craft and design allied with a tendency to challenge the status quo that started with Diogenes.


The 2105 Breath of Sinop project captures both:  the glass-making skills of the former furnace workers providing a creative platform for the views of the people of Sinop on ecology, sustainability and local development.

It is the seeming absence of this sense of collectivity and collaboration in the approach of the external architects that sets down a marker.  In Collecting the Future , the 2011 Sinopale project, the complex and intricate relationship between the local community and its prison is at the centre of the art making.

The designs for the new cultural centre and museum that will replace it, however, seemed destined merely to ‘clean back’ the site to its Roman remains. As if, only in removing all traces of everything that has occurred between the present and ‘Ancient History’ are we able to reach a space of consensus.  A space where nothing is contested, nothing is difficult to speak about, nothing marks one place from another.

It prompts me to think about the way participatory practice is so often understood – especially in terms of ‘place-making’ and regeneration. About the seeming need for our practice to create cohesion, iron out conflicts and tensions, contain dissent within the aesthetics of our art form.  Rather than creating a space for the agonistic and the disruptive, participatory arts can so often be used as a tool to bring about consent and acceptance.   In this context, the cultural interventions made by the Bienniale feel important as a window onto the potential of participatory arts practice.  The model of exploring current issues within the framework of ‘artistic production based on sharing’ and ‘the collective historical memory’ leaves space for paradox and contradiction.

There are clearly places in Sinop that are not easy to deal with in terms of collective memory. The prison, where executions took place right up to the ’70s, still evokes complex responses. The NATO base provides different but similar challenges. Yet both once provided incomes and occupations for the local community as well as an insight into lives lived differently – from the families who stayed at the hostel next to the prison (the journey by road from Istanbul is 16 hours) to the self-contained US city on the hill.

Previous Biennales have focused on these spaces. One wonders if the Ministry of Culture’s plans to museum-ise them will finally iron out this complex history and its ‘kinks’? In her book ‘Artificial Hells’ Claire Bishop suggests participatory arts practice emerges ‘most visibly at certain historical moments…(its) participants reimagined…from a crowd (1910s), to the masses (1920s), to the people (late 1960s/1970s), to the excluded (1980s), to community (1990s), to today’s volunteers whose participation is continuous with a culture of reality television and social networking.’  I agree there are moments in history when groups of artists have felt the need to engage more directly with their communities: mostly at times of political or social upheaval.  I also agree the recent complicity of neoliberalism can increasingly muddy the waters: collapsing what Bishop identifies as the tension between ‘artistic and social critiques.’

But, maybe because I come from a theatre background, I also find the dense body of ‘artistic’ and ‘social’ critique that surrounds the separation of the ‘gallery’ artist and the ‘community’ artist increasingly daunting.   Moving from the Ukraine, working with young artists who want to try to find ways to use their art to engage with their neighbours or people who find their lives turned upside down by recent events, to a small town in Turkey where artists are working together with local people to envision ‘a better social living space’ everything seems more simple – and complicated

The first Sinopale (2006), for example, gave itself the title Local Plant Global Cemetery.  Local activists were already organising themselves against the projected nuclear plant.  The Biennale brought together graphic artists from Iran, Germany and Istanbul to work alongside them to respond to what was beginning to feel like a ‘fait accompli’: imposed on the future map of this isolated peninsula in the same way the fortress and the prison had been imposed on its past.  

Working collaboratively artists and the local community have worked together to create a space to explore not only the implications of the past but the ‘threats’ of the future.10 years later, despite still being in its ‘feasibility’ stage, the plan for the nuclear station continues to cast its shadow.  And as the sun sets behind the hill it is difficult to resists thoughts of Fukushima, Three Mile Island or even Chernobyl.  At the same time the conversation has palpably shifted: there is a powerful sense of an ongoing dialogue between the people of Sinop and the Biennale about a space that now seems to belong to all of them.

Having been initiated by Sinop born artist and academic Melih Görgün, the sustainability of the project is  increasingly guaranteed by the local young people who have grown up as part of it and now work as its curators, managers and emerging artists.  As well as the input of people like the woman running the ‘tea room’, who tells us she now holds an arts and traditional crafts afternoon alongside the reading group they set up last winter. Sinopale describes itself as a ‘work in progress’, a space to ‘discover what is right next to us’.  It is a space where the progress, like the exchange between its artists and the locals, feels mutual.

Bilbao: January 2016
Back to London for 2 days.  Enough time to be at the Launch of the Cultural Education Challenge at Oval House and be blown away by the work of their young spoken word artists: political, passionate and connected.

My third destination, home to the ‘Bilbao Effect’, cultural intervention as the answer to urban regeneration, has its own recent history of political and social tensions. The Guggenheim, as I hoped, is stunning. As are the Richard Serras in its main gallery. But despite its clear economic success,  this still feels like a top-down, architect-led model.  

In terms of examining the role the arts might play in creating community as well as economic wealth it’s interesting to note, on the day I arrive, that the whole city is making its way not to its museum but the Athletic Bilbao football ground. A more powerful symbol of Basque identity?Yet in many ways the city does feel like a fitting end to these three weeks of thinking about arts and participation.  Working with colleagues from across Europe, including Turkey, to capture the ‘competences’ needed by an artist working with collaborative or participatory practice creates a new kind of distance.  

We are thinking specifically about the ‘competences’ to be included in a module in Participatory Practice that would not be already covered by those expected of anyone studying Arts at MA level.  This module will form the basis for something we are currently calling the European Academy of Participation.Like almost everyone engaged with or writing about this field of work, we are struggling to create a definition that covers the diversity of the practice:  without producing a critical history that moves from the Agon of Ancient Greece through Fluxus and Pop Art to Rancière, Bourdieu, Kester and Bishop. 

Today, like Henry Reed in his post-war poem, we are undertaking the ‘naming of parts’: struggling to differentiate between knowledge, skills and attitudes.  I am wondering if an attitude is something that can be taught – or measured?  But also thinking as we add empathy, self reflection and openness to our list these are definitely things I would want artists working with others to be able to draw on.

Bilbao itself is an interesting backdrop to our thinking.  There is a clear tension between living in a city with a gallery that contains, and is surrounded by, the work of ‘great international artists’ and the realities of life for many people in Spain.

The younger artists I meet want to engage with their city and this context on a very different level to the ‘cultural education’ classes offered by the Guggenheim.  For them ‘art is a weapon of citizenship’:  and they are determined to work within the paradoxes this juxtaposition offers.Thinking back to Kyiv and Sinop I am trying to decide what knowledge, skills and attitudes would be needed by artists wanting to work in either of these contexts.  A desire, even passion, to understand the context would probably be number one: along with the capacity to be curious, ask questions and want to listen to the answers.  Then understanding the potential for art/the arts to be a catalyst, a provocation, a celebration, a language, a metaphor – or become little more than a tool for bringing about the prevailing neo-liberal agenda.  I would want them to understand the political, social, cultural hegemonies they find themselves working in:  to know what’s gone before but not to be afraid of cutting their own path.  I would want them to be interested in mutual exchange but not be afraid to challenge or accept dissent.  Most of all I think I would want them to be authentic.   In their art and in their relationships with the communities/groups of people they are making it with.

12 years ago I initiated and then ran the MA in Participatory and Community Arts at Goldsmiths.  I think we managed to create a space where artists could develop the skills to reflect on their practice:  finding a good balance between rigour of thinking and doing the work.  As I look forward to setting up the Northern Faculty of Social Practice and deciding the content for the Academy of Participation I am excited to both take that learning forward and discover new things.


Participation on Trial was a creative critique of participation in the arts taking the form of a live participatory performance : a (Dadesque) mock trial. It brought together artists, arts organisations, curators, producers, funders and participants to take part in a playful, yet serious, analysis of ‘participation’. Videoed, streamed and ‘recorded’ by the court artists and participants through art-making and Twitter debates, the day ended with a participatory Choir of Complaint. 

Lead artist/creative curator: Chrissie Tiller.  

Creative Team: artists from Participatory Arts Lab (formerly MA Participatory Arts, Goldsmiths).

Research began with an open conversation as part of the Paul Hamlyn Artworks 100 Conversations. Title ‘The Mirage of Participation’. The participants from this helped us create a Wordle of key questions, which we used as a basis for our Facebook site and our Twitter investigation of issues. The invitation we created was shared widely and we gained followers across arts, culture and academia.

At the same time as we set up our Eventbrite, we started a post-it note campaign to capture people’s thoughts ‘Participation is..’ This was again shared successfully on Twitter and Facebook. These definitions formed the chorus for our Choir of Complaint’s piece: the creation of which was a further participatory process. 

By the time people arrived at the event most of them had already engaged creatively in the debate in one form or another. We also used the feedback from the Twitter debate to refine the nature of the crime and identify the defendants:

The Crime:

Misrepresentation and deception.

Flagrant flimflammery.

Chicanery and con-artistry.

Committing daylight robbery.

Pilfering the public purse.

Causing grievous artistic harm.

The Defendants: 

The ‘Artful’ Art Schools 

The ‘Machiavellian’ Academics

The ‘Cunning’ Cultural Institutions

The ‘Foxy’ Artists

The ‘Canny’ Funders 

These conversations also informed our decision to represent the defendants with shop model dummies so that no one person would have to take on the criticism of their part of the field. This meant we could ask a real judge to run the court and our ‘experts’ to be ‘Witnesses’ for the Defence or Prosecution. We then ran workshops to create appropriate costumes/hats, based on Edward de Bono’s 6 Hats, and started to create costumes for the court officials; including a series of knitted wigs.

On the day of the Trial all participants arrived to receive a ‘goody bag’ identifying them as Defence or Prosecution: meaning many found themselves arguing an opposing point of view. In the bag, along with pencils, crayons and paper to record the event was a Dada-esque newspaper programme, which folded up to offer Guilty or Not Guilty when the time for the verdict arrived.

Our ‘official jury’ was elected on the day, as part of the meet and greet process. We had 120 participants plus those who were taking on roles (160 in the space). This was a good cross-section of artists, academics, curators and funders.    Although we had encouraged people to bring project participants only a few organisations did: those who came enriched the debate, and we would like more on another occasion. Hundreds of others watched the livestream.

The morning took the form of a ‘structured’ trial, albeit with audience participation.  Our three official court artists were collecting people’s thoughts and feedback on five specially created pincushion dolls, handing out ‘prizes’ to participants and drawing portraits. 

We also had a number of participants who captured the event – from photography to creative writing to pen and pencil drawing. 


The court was ‘kept in line’ through the judge’s wonderful blend of formality and humour and the court typists’ acerbic asides. Our ‘eccentric tea-lady’, Boal expert Tereza Araujo, refused to let anyone off the hook if she felt what they said needed challenging. 

The judge’s final summing up in response to the juries’ feedback this was followed by all participants being invited to join in a chorus for the Choir of Complaint.

The whole event was filmed and a Twitter-feed shared highlights of the debate, and the event itself. The debate continued passionately on Twitter and other social media for two weeks afterwards, the hashtag is still going and people are already asking when the ‘re-trial’ will be.

Speeches For the Defence
Can be found here:
https://batterseaartscentre.wordpress.com/2015/05/01/participation-on-trial-statement-for-the-defence/
and from Sophie Hope – below:

Today I am wearing my academic hat as a witness to defend the role of academia from the accusation that we are misrepresenting participation in the arts.

What is academia? For me it is a place for critical thinking. Breathing space. A site for learning and unlearning, for testing out ideas with others. For research and enquiry, for questioning assumptions and digging deeper into concepts through theory and practice in a supportive, safe environment. Academia is a chance to step back and rethink ideas such as participation in the arts, not represent or advocate for them.  It is not, I argue, a space to demonstrate how amazing the arts are, or how participation is defacto a good thing.

I base my witness statement on my own experience of higher education – In my practice-based PhD I explored notions of cultural democracy in relation to the commissioning of art to effect social change. This decision to frame my practice through the PhD came at a time when I was becoming increasingly disillusioned with my work as a paid external evaluator of publicly funded socially engaged art projects. In this context, I felt the possibility to be critical was limited, sometimes censored and essentially a marketing exercise for the project I was evaluating. I wanted to find a place for deep, critical reflection and analysis which wasn’t co-opted as advocacy – I found that place in academia.Since finishing my PhD in 2010 I have developed practice based research with one foot in academia and one foot out-with the university, developing ideas and practice around the emotional labour of socially engaged art, an ethical toolkit for credited work placements, physical relationships to immaterial work through my project with Jenny Richards – Manual Labours, and histories of community art and cultural policy, for example through my 1984 Dinners project which brings together people who were active artistically and politically in the year 1984. If I have received external funding for a project, it has been redistributed to pay people for their time.

My experience of academia has also been through teaching – for example, one of the classes I teach is called Understanding Audiences for final year BA Dance and Arts Management students in which we read and discuss texts to explore questions of participation, such as Ben Warmsley’s critique of co-creation, Sherry Arnstein’s Ladder of Participation, Bernadette Lynch’s Whose Cake is it Anyway and Shannon Jackson’s Social Works. The course attempts to unpick our assumptions of participation in the arts rather than re-enforce them. We are constantly referring theoretical ideas to practice and exploring the relations between these. This is a space students rarely have in the pace of their working/family lives. In my own experience, academia can provide a space to explore different forms of pedagogy and research that stretch and challenge accepted methods – my activism and practice is embedded in my research and teaching, for example. I try to take a feminist, critical approach to teaching and researching, bringing real world problems and struggles into the classroom rather than treating it as a bubble. The boundaries are fluid as we bring our experience into the classroom and our research, rather than assuming an objective, ivory-tower position from which to preach.

Unfortunately, our universities are changing. I work at Birkbeck where the students are still mainly working in the day and studying in the evening. It has its roots in working class education and yet with the debt of education being passed from the state to the individual, participation in arts and humanities education is becoming more and more difficult for those who do not have the financial means or willingness to risk that debt.

So what does it mean to defend higher education institutions today? Personally I am not ready to jump ship – I still believe in the notion of education as a public good, that we should share the burden of that cost rather than financially penalise those who choose to enter into further study. The fight to defend academia as a space from which to challenge dominant assumptions is more important today than ever before.

Speeches: For the Prosecution:

https://davidaslater.wordpress.com/2015/05/04/an-act-of-treachery/

https://colouringinculture.wordpress.com/2015/05/01/my-prosecution-witness-statement-from-todays-artsontrial-participationontrial/

A Later Reflection:
https://colouringinculture.wordpress.com/2015/05/08/participation-on-trial-not-the-end-a-new-spirit-of-openness/


This Artist in Residence project was the culmination of three years’ participatory arts and community workshops in partnership with Osaka University. After two years spent creating our core team of participants and practitioners and developing and sharing our skills, and approaches to participatory and collaborative working we felt ready to take on a community project as part of this year’s arts festival.

  • capture and re-create some of the memories of the lives of those who had lived in and known the buildings and their surrounding communal space
  • consult the wider local community about creative ways in which the space might be used before re-building began
  • configuring a farewell ceremony that would capture and honour the very special identity of the houses, their ghosts and the dreams that live on in them.

The day ended with a candlelit procession to re-inhabit the local lake with symbolic memories of the white swans that had been such a potent symbol of the community these women had once been part of. As the large origami white swan we had created togethertook its final journey across the lake, there was a deep silence. Then, as the candles on which the women had written their wishes for the future were lit and sent to follow the swan on its journey, the women burst out in loud chatter, the artists applauded them, and the music students who had joined us in the procession began to play an old Osaka song.

The intergenerational nature of the project and the resharing of stories from these women’s lives was a choice I had made as a feminist and activist as well as an artist. The later reflection on the project with the artists and activists reminded me how women’s voices and stories remain marginalised in so many cultures and how important it is for socially engaged art practitioners to listen to, respect and share those memories as part of the process of co-creating new narratives.

Critical pedagogy and practice overlapped as I shared the Osaka experience with my Goldsmiths’ students who were planning workshops they had offered to run with a local women’s group facing eviction from their high street office. The dialogical and reciprocal nature of these exchanges was a powerful reminder of my original determination when I set up my MA to challenge the institution by creating alternative pedagogical strategies in order to ensure invisible lived experiences were heard and valued. Working, as each of us was, in solidarity with our communities, with activists and others, meant the spaces between art and life felt even further dissolved.

Our final day of activities, from team building to sharing the stories, from community consultation to farewell procession through the old houses and the lake that had been so important to so many of the residents is captured, here, in a film made by Portuguese artist João Garcia. ……