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Getting out from under:
Counter-community


By Robin Eichele and John Sinclair


[N.U.T editors  comment: This article describes one attempt to build a counter-community  (see Vol. 1, No. 4), in this case, primarily focused on artists. Robin Eichele, poet, photographer, and film-maker, is a senior at Monteith College, Wayne State University; John Sinclair, poet and jazz critic, is a graduate student in American literature at Wayne. They have been working on N.U.T. as well as co-directing the Workshop this year.]


Detroit, despite all its pretensions, has been artistically dead  for longer than most people here want to admit. Young artists of all disciplines  music, poetry, painting, photography, film-making  have made it a necessary point in the past generation or two to get out of Detroit as soon as possible for the vital centers of U.S. kulchur  New York, San Francisco, even Chicago  because the Detroit milieu is if anything anti-artistic. Detroit has really been nowhere, as the saying goes; one half-way decent theater, one museum, a decaying jazz scene, no community of poets, painters, writers, anything.

A group of young Detroit artists  at first primarily poets and musicians, most of them students at Wayne State University  got together in the late summer of 1964 and decided to do something to make Detroit a viable and vital place to live and work.

A number of them, having found Detroit an inhabitable urban environment with little of the intense pressure of New York city or the residual hangers-on of former centers of activity like San Fransisco and Chicago, had made various efforts to provide a focal point for Detroit artistic activity in the past: poet George Tysh's Touchstone  was a storefront gallery and meeting place that failed to survive due to lack of strong support, and more recently Tysh and painter Carl Shurer operated the Red Door gallery, a center of avant-garde film showings, exhibitions of paintings, and general hanging out  that ceased operation with Shurer's departure for Greece in June 1964.

The people who had been active in these ventures formed the nucleus of a new group, the Artists Workshop Society, a totally cooperative organization designed and structured to draw upon the resources of every participating individual in order to perpetuate itself  and promote community thinking on an artistic and person level  through its own cohesive community nature.

Two artists who had not been around to take part in the previous activity met in June of 1964 and immediately began looking for ways to draw the generally dispersed artistic community back together into an effective, working group. Charles Moore, a musician, and John Sinclair, a writer involved in the Detroit jazz scene, were at first concerned with providing a place for musicians to rehearse and present formal concerts of the new jazz music.

As they talked to more and more people about their plan, they found a large (although rather cynical) interest, and their original conception of an Artists Workshop grew broader as more of their friends and associates offered ideas and support for its implementation.

The 1st of November the Society presented the first in what has become a series of weekly Sunday afternoon events,  which integrate jazz, poetry readings, and exhibitions of graphic art and are presented with no admission charge to interested members of the community. Moore's group, the Detroit Contemporary 5, donated its time and talent for free concerts, the readings were done by Workshop members and supporters, and Detroit photographers and artists displayed their work  all for the benefit of the community rather than financial remuneration.

The group wanted more than this surface unity, however; our goal was (and is) to pull together the active and potential artists in the Detroit area into a working, cooperative community of human beings that would offer to each individual an open, supportive artistic environment.

Having become thoroughly disenchanted with the established methods of dealing with  art, we determined to create our own human milieu by working as independently as possible, within the economic framework the established order left us. We saw Detroit as essentially virgin ground  there was everything to be done, the raw material was at hand, and we started working to exploit the situation in the best interests of every artistically-oriented individual in the community.

With the physical forces in operation, a spiritual focal point quickly evolved. The Sunday programs began to draw upwards of 100 people weekly, almost wholly from the peripheral student- beatnik -artist community that already loosely existed. No outside  advertising was done  in the first place, we had no money; in the second, we had seen too many times what havoc the average dilettante  intelligence could wreak.

The people in the immediate vicinity were informed of the Workshop's doings by mimeographed flyers announcing each week's program, passed out by members to their friends in the area. The Workshop had come into being, after all, as an emergency measure to help salvage the salvageable; outsiders,  e.g. entertainment-seekers and culture-vultures,  would have defeated the group's purposes.

The charter members began passing around copies of the Society's manifesto  and urging our friends to join. As the group gained more support and became assured of its continuing existence, new programs were instituted.

Cooperative self-education  classes in jazz history and appreciation, practical film-making, and contemporary poetry were organized and taught  by Workshop members as a supplement the University's meager programs in these areas and as a means of educating members in the community in the artistic disciplines in which they were interested.

Like the Sunday programs, the classes were designed and implemented by the artists themselves; Sinclair and Moore, who were working in jazz as individuals, combined their forces in the jazz class; Larry Weiner and Robin Eichele, both of whom were actively engaged in the process of making independent films, taught their class the basics of filming and editing; and Sinclair, Eichele and Tysh, all working poets who had done a great deal of independent study of contemporary poetry, shared what they had learned through their study and their work with younger, less informed poets and serious readers.

Weekly business meetings were held at first, giving each member the opportunity to help direct the organization. As the organization grew, the meetings became less necessary, and members were assigned tasks on an informal basis, the emphasis being on getting jobs done rather than informing non-functionary committees and other bureaucratic encumberances.

The Artists Workshop Press was organized to mimeograph weekly bulletins and other propaganda, with the ultimate goal (soon to be realized) of printing books of poetry and prose by Workshop members for national and local distribution.

Benefits for independent poetry magazines and presses were staged at the workshop, and a number of the finest small independent literary magazines were obtained for sale to members of the community because the bookstores in the Detroit area didn t stock them; a film-screening group started bringing in avant-garde films by contemporary American film-makers who have no popular economic support; another jazz group, the Workshop Arts Quintet, was formed by Workshop member Pierre Rochon specifically because the Workshop gave its members a place to rehearse and play under optimum performance conditions (e.g., an intensely attentive audience, no musically-ignorant clubowner dictating the music to be played, etc.); and a series of Friday night readings from the new American poetry   i.e., the vital body of non-academic work that has had to make its own audience in the face of total opposition and even suppression by the Establishment hacks  was begun by Workshop members in order to expose more young poets and readers to the work they should have been getting all along.

We are operating on what is truly a grass-roots  level  dealing with people, people who still can be saved  and the success, however large or small, of such a venture depends entirely on personal, individual, immediate direct action in the radical sense of cutting to the root of the problem and working from there. We will work with anyone, any group, who demonstrates through his actions that he is as ready to take whatever measures necessary to try to establish, in our small but not insignificant way, a human environment in which artists and other people can live and work to their fullest capabilities.

We have come from nowhere  powerless, no money, with only our personal visions and energies to keep us working at what we believe is useful  and we have made a dent in the huge mountain of ignorance and greed looming high before us in the dark.

What we believe we can do, and should and must do, is partially outlined in a personal manifesto  by poet and jazz guitarist Ron English, from which we quote in conclusion.

[Note: since the Ron English paper appears edited and revised in the Getting out from under  article, we refer you to the original version in its entirety, as it was published in Artists Worksheet #4, 7 March 1965.]

We at the Artists Workshop are not crazy enough to believe that this [i.e., the revolutionary society depicted by Ron English] will happen tomorrow, if ever; but we do believe that it can be done, if enough of us are willing to start at the bottom, recognize the walls that our general society has put up for us (and not, as is usually claimed, we for them), stop beating our heads against these walls, organize, and GET TO WORK, to avert the total disaster now on tracks. 

We don t claim to have the only way,  or the true way   these labels are not relevant  but we do have a way, and we are following it. And we do mean business.


--Detroit
Spring 1965



(c) 1965. 2006 John Sinclair & Robin Eichele. All Rights Reserved/


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