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Conference As Ritual: Structures For The Unsavage Mind, Ronald N. Macgregor
Conference As Ritual: Structures For The Unsavage Mind, Ronald N. Macgregor
Journal of Social Theory in Art Education
Anthropologists like Victor Turner and Edward Bruner focus their attention on the experience of experiencing. Their approach is to make an initial distinction between behavior, which is noted in other people, and experience, which is personally felt. It is a germane distinction, for anthropologists of their persuasion are more inclined to describe how it felt to be there, rather than what went on. Their stance is closer to phenomenology than to ethnography, and their efforts are concentrated on what gave the occasion its special flavor, its extraordinary character. Their approach suits my present purpose admirably, since my question is, What …
Conferences And Communitas: Making Magic Happen… Sometimes, Brent Wilson
Conferences And Communitas: Making Magic Happen… Sometimes, Brent Wilson
Journal of Social Theory in Art Education
The field of art education hardly qualifies as a tribal society. Nevertheless, there are some “tribal” analogies that might be made as we study our customs and conventions, our mores and mutations, and the sources of our symbols and sillinesses. Indeed, our annual conferences are fitting subjects for anthropological analyses. And although I haven’t filled my sketchbooks with notes and drawings of our National Art Education Association Conventions with ethnographic studies in mind, in retrospect they just might serve that purpose. What do my notes and my memories tell us about these yearly meetings of the tribe? What planned purposes …
Altered States: Sexuality And The Naea, Cynthia Taylor
Altered States: Sexuality And The Naea, Cynthia Taylor
Journal of Social Theory in Art Education
My very first NAEA conference was in San Francisco; I had left the grey, bleak, rock-bound landscape of Nova Scotia far, far behind and I was transported, magically to another world where daisy trees bloomed, where spring was in the air and in my step, where every moment, every corner was rife with potential…Anything could happen! Once in the hotel I realized, immediately, that all around me there were rituals being enacted; cries and murmurs bespoke the onset of familiar and well-beloved rites; men and women gathered, acknowledge one another with calls and cluckings, embraced even while their eyes drifted, …