Okay, so one of the first things your work is reminding me of is a quote I came across some years ago written by a fin de siècle black woman: “We are not a coming people. We are here.” – Mashadi Matabane
The Unbearable Whiteness of Being is about the construct of whiteness; its aim is to delve into my history as a white woman and raise questions that may not have easy answers. At the same time, I hope this work can offer healing for my own ancestral relatives and other African American families. The work also begs the question of what would happen if other white families would acknowledge their past. They could open doors to helping black counterpart families find their shrouded histories.
This project began organically: two families, both with an interest in genealogy and history, started to look for something, not knowing exactly what. My mother, Jacqueline Kochak, is a journalist and with a love and obsession for knowledge and truth through the exploration of history, set out on a search for her own family history. Along the way, she met Paula Whatley Matabane, a woman who lived only one hour away from my mother lived and was on the same search. They were two Southern women who found each other. Their common connection was an ancestor who was a slave master. My family’s ancestor was the slave master, and Paula’s was the enslaved female. This knowledge was extraordinarily hard for my mother to accept at first. She always thought she was from a poor farming family. Paula, on the other hand, knew of her family history and wanted to open a dialogue.
My interest deepened as I learned of the similarities between the four women involved, Paula and my mother, Paula’s daughter and me. My mother and Paula are only a couple of years apart in age, one a journalist and the other a documentary filmmaker and professor. My interest further deepened as I found out that Mashadi, Paula’s daughter, was a writer and academic, and I am a contemporary artist. We are two sides of one coin, exemplars of a narrative that has been buried by controversy, and a shame in American history that has yet to be fully acknowledged. The brutality of that time and the unacknowledged history are at the forefront of our continued conversation.
I proposed that the two families begin to get to know each other through starting a conversation, in the process becoming a family that has never been acknowledged. I proposed using our photo archives to make reimagined family portraits in the form of collages and montages. From the collages I create large-scale paintings to synthesize these moments and write them into present history. Paula and her daughter respond to everything I create. We have a continued Skype conversation. I am collecting data, a new archive, and in doing this we rotate agency. We are history making—chatting and acknowledging, collaborating and negotiating. Through a newfound unity, we are transcending a patriarchal society; shame is revised into a new beginning.
“I love Natalya’s vision,” says Paula. “She is searching for a deeper identity that unites four individuals in the face of hundreds of years of exploitative systems and actions that were designed to eternally divide and obscure the relationship between us. This is a bold act of an artist unafraid of naysayers on both sides of each family.”
Natalya’s work defies the exploitation and abuse as well as the naysayers, she adds. “Natalya’s work will shake us up and become integral to reconciliation work for many decades to come,” Paula says. “I imagine more fine artists and popular culture creators building upon her foundation.”
My Family Anti-Autobiography