Making Power in the Desert of Whiteness: Jordan Weber’s Prototype for poetry vs rhetoric (deep roots)
By James McAnally
of the desert where I am lost
without imagery or magic
trying to make power out of hatred and destruction
–Audre Lorde, “Power”
Lowry Bridge sits on circular cement pilings, spanning the Mississippi River near its mouth in North Minneapolis. Two looped arcs lean towards one another, steel cables stretch up criss-crossing the sky like a swish of unsubtle netting. At night, the lighted bridge reflects in the river, forming an oblong hoop. The air looks clear here in the northern sun. Even the shimmering water seems cleaner this close to the mouth before trudging mud for a thousand more miles. The modernized bridge features protected pedestrian pathways and color changing lighting along its 889-foot span. Mature trees line the shore. The infrastructures hum in a seemingly intentional relation to the place. Asthma occurs here at nine times the normal rate. Cancer arrives twice as frequently.
Asphalt – that urban ubiquity – off-gases a tar smell. Oil burn, old, laced with a chemical aftertaste. These scents rend the air along with volatile organic compounds like formaldehyde. The roofing manufacturer GAF sits along the riverfront adjacent to Lowry in the predominantly Black neighborhood of Hawthorne rolling out asphalt shingles in the millions. In recent years, community organizers and neighborhood residents have measured these pollutants as they’ve watched friends and family fall ill, calling on the company to move the factory and to institute more rigorous standards to capture its emissions. The dots mapping GAF and other environmental hotspots along the river radiate out, hotspots inside a target.
In a formerly vacant lot nearby, other abstracted basketball hoops have arrived into the neighborhood. These structures are functional sculptures that collect rainwater for an urban farm that cultivates plants that resist the pollutants accumulated in the land, in the air, in the breaths and bodies of the residents. The farm, sculptural installation and community space is the capstone of Jordan Weber’s multi-year efforts to engage the endemic impacts of environmental racism in North Minneapolis with a lasting communal platform. For this project, Prototype for poetry vs rhetoric (deep roots), carried out over the past two years as a part of a residency with the Walker Art Center and organized by Nisa Mackie, Weber has convened nonprofit partner Youth Farm, who will maintain and water the garden, as well as an active cohort of architects, neighbors, and Black and Indigenous community leaders to steward the project in its longer life. Around the garden, Weber has added a series of onyx stone sculptures engraved with meditative reminders to Inhale and Exhale, all enlivened by the garden’s relation as a place – for fresh food, for rest, for play, for poetic relations among the land and its inhabitants.
Weber’s works have emerged in recent years as a series of expanding prototypes that are sculptural in form but increasingly infrastructural in effect. These functioning gardens, greenhouses, to-scale stoops and reflective hunting blinds-as-barbershop are built to both reorient and remake power in relation to the crises that encircle our time: carceral capitalism, environmental catastrophe, and structural racism, in particular. Weber’s projects have most often flourished in fields and forests, as living (infra)structures in direct relation to the landscapes of the Midwest. Even in early works like “American Dreamers Phase II” (2015), a deconstructed police cruiser filled with soil from Ferguson and invasive plant species, Weber’s work arced toward life and growth, if only metaphorically. As his work has developed, his projects have taken on a more operational scale. The 4MX Greenhouse at the site of Malcolm X’s birthplace in Omaha, Nebraska, was an important moment in this shift, one that counters the deserts of whiteness through the reconstruction of X’s home as a greenhouse – a memorial overfull with life.
Prototype for poetry vs rhetoric (deep roots) (2021), however, is a monumental inflection in Weber’s work as it has followed a steady ascent over the past decade through the Midwestern grassroots from independent spaces like The Luminary, where I first encountered Weber, as well as the Bemis Center for Contemporary Arts, Charlotte Street Foundation and Des Moines Art Center to wider institutional acclaim. Starting with a fellowship with A Blade of Grass and the 4MX Greenhouse, he leaped out from this circulation to the Walker Art Center, a year-long fellowship at the Pulitzer Arts Foundation and the Sam Fox School of Art & Design, and, most recently, a prestigious Creative Capital award and Loeb Fellowship at Harvard University. With this relationship between a community-minded practice and increasingly institutional reception, a question – familiar to the institutionalization of socially-engaged practices over the past few years – opens up around power: how to hold and distribute it. Despite this heightened visibility, Weber circulates at a time-delay with other Black spatial imaginaries, such as Theaster Gates’s real estate capitalization in Chicago or Rick Lowe’s Project Row Houses in Houston, with his own work more often returning to the earth. This distance from Chicago, say, to Iowa, where Weber has been rooted, manifests in the grasses and soil that sustain the work rather than brick, tar and mortar. Its reclamation ethic is interested in undoing the industrialized terraformed landscapes of the Midwest that ripped up the roots that had previously held the land together, that absorbed flash floods and offered sustenance. These deep roots are among the most endangered ecosystems on earth – in art, as in nature. What has replaced the tallgrass prairies of the Midwest as one of the most diverse ecologies in North America is a polluted landscape with lead in the collards, raised beds with asphalt separating the plants from the earth, endlessly engineered seeds entrapping the land with patents. 2 The roots of this new land can be traced to racial capital, which contains Black, Brown and Indigneous communities within a damaged, dangerous desert. Redlining practices create neighborhoods like Hawthorne in North Minneapolis offering the only affordable land available for these communities adjacent to factories and Superfund sites. Within this polluted landscape, Weber aims at a horizontal prairie ecology, the roots stretching out and down, twisting, creating solidarities that stitch together a kind of kin.