With 347 social media shares it seems that Fairfax reporter Sue Williams’ story ‘Redfern squatter seeks to take ownership of terrace using arcane law’ (6 June 2016) hit a nerve. The article no doubt tantalised online readers with a tale of ‘an abandoned house, a missing owner, a mysterious squatter and an archaic law [that] all add up to a puzzle that could lead to a young banker taking ownership of a million-dollar home without paying a cent’. One suspects that the memorable point of difference that made the story so sharable on Facebook and Twitter was not the implicit threat to the security of investment property owners nationwide, but the unpalatable factual morsel that the squatter is, well, a banker. While in the 1970s the streets of Redfern where descended upon by local community action groups, supported by the NSW Builders Labourers Federation as sites for Green Bans that aimed at conserving terraces from demolition, it’s not exactly surprising that the intensity of the present neoliberal turn should see the action of occupation — though clearly not the cause — atomised to a point of individual self-interest that would make Ayn Rand proud.
This story encapsulates the quarter-century rise of Sydney’s real estate market as it transitioned from the early 1990s economic recession ‘we had to have’, in the diabolic confessionary words of then federal Treasurer Paul Keating, to our current state of feverishly rampant acquisition of housing as appreciating asset par excellence
. Indeed, for what by now seems like the vast majority of the propertied, political and prudential class, if you don’t have an investment property portfolio you’re either too dumb to game the Australian tax system for its scandalously generous concessions that ensure unearned and unproductive capital begets more unearned and unproductive capital, or too lazy to ‘get a good job that pays good money’, as our last federal Treasurer Joe Hockey chimed. Despite mounting evidence to the contrary, the notion that Australian society is one of the most egalitarian in the world stubbornly remains a belief that is difficult to let go by a citizenry that prefers the politically stable comforts of its delusions. As I write this text we are weeks away from another Federal election marked by the lack of sustained face-to-face public debates between its main contenders. Second only to the unfathomable realities of irreversible climate change, the issue of housing and its attendant social ramifications when viewed solely as a privatised space of individuality and financialised unit primed for speculative transactions is now front and centre in the Australian electorate’s mind, albeit within vastly oppositional ideological camps. Where one sits on the ideological spectrum isn’t necessarily determined by whether one has a foot on the property ladder, precarious or otherwise, but rather by an individual’s commitment to social equity.
The most indicative historical juncture of this national development is inarguably the turn of the millennium, when Sydney hosted the Olympic Games. From the moment International Olympic Committee President Juan Antonio Samaranch declared ‘the winner is Sydney’ from a podium in a Monte Carlo ballroom, in September 1993, Sydney changed forever. To watch footage of then-New South Wales Premier John Fahey reacting to Samaranch’s announcement with wild abandon is to witness the performative embodiment (surely the most physically delirious and graphically delicious ever screened in prime time!) of the syllogistic logic of the state, the so-called free market economy and the public good. A favourite instrument of that logic is the public private partnership, deals that routinely demonstrate that they almost always cost taxpayers more in the long run, with profits privatised and losses socialised. The land reclamation, environmental remediation, adaptive re-use and property development undertaken at the Olympic site in Homebush remains Australia’s most extensive and expensive urban renewal project, although Barangaroo’s projected six-plus billion dollar cost may yet surpass it. If this was, in part, fuelled by the mutually rewarding interests of the increasing financialisation of the economy as the 1990s ran its course, which in turn infected the social welfare policies and provisions of Howard-era Australia, so much the better in the eyes of government as corporate partner. By the time living rock legend Jimmy Barnes took to the stage at Stadium Australia to belt out the classic Working Class Man
at the opening ceremony, it was as if the country was subliminally projecting a eulogy for any mugs still clinging onto the old ideals of an honest pay for an honest day’s work, ‘saving all the overtime for the one love of his life’, as it goes.
In December 2000, as the glories of gold in the arenas of track, field and pool still occupied the collective consciousness, a collective of a different order opened an art gallery named SquatSpace in a shopfront on Sydney’s Broadway strip, leading to Central train station. The gallery was located in one of four buildings owned by the South Sydney City Council that had been occupied by individuals from the Sydney Housing Action Collective at the beginning of that year. Artists crucial to the development of the gallery and its program — including Diego Bonetto, Mickie Quick, Lucas Ihlein, Keg de Souza, Arlene TextaQueen, Danae Natsis and Emma Jay among others — invited fellow artists to exhibit their work for free on the proviso that they contributed to the daily life of the community that had emerged in the Broadway squats, as well as the maintenance of the buildings. Jettisoning the notion of tabula rasa of the white cube, SquatSpace insisted that exhibiting artists embrace, incorporate or otherwise work around the residue left by previous exhibition instalments. As the Broadway squatters’ protracted wrangling with Council attracted increasing public visibility, with the group unfurling large-scale banners on the side of one of the buildings that proclaimed ‘Squatting: It’s as Safe as Houses’ and ‘Why Let Houses Rot? Squat’, eviction the following year was perhaps inevitable. Not since the activities of the Sydney-born B.U.G.A. U.P. (Billboard Utilising Graffitists Against Unhealthy Promotions), who over the period 1975–85 gained international recognition for their civil disobedience aligned against tobacco advertising in the visual urban environment, had an artist-activist-culture-jamming group so openly revealed their identities and political standpoints by accessible means. However, unlike B.U.G.A. U.P., whose interventions were eventually lionised by the establishment just as public health policy on tobacco changed, the program of the Broadway squatters continues to present a more direct challenge to the vested interests of a revanchist state.
After eviction SquatSpace became the moniker for an artists’ collective, comprising Bonetto, de Souza, Ihlein and Quick, with Jimmy Sing and Dave Toecutter, that was determined to artistically address issues of housing and autonomy. Following interventions in urban space, such as unReal Estate
(2002) for Newcastle’s This is Not Art festival and SquatFest
(2001–10), an annual short film festival presented at squatted venues that included the Sydney Dental Hospital and Sydney Park Brickworks, SquatSpace established its most significant initiative, the Redfern–Waterloo: Tour of Beauty
in 2005. The initiative was initially prompted by the blatant centralisation of power in the Redfern-Waterloo Authority, a NSW Government body charged in January of that year to drive drastic planning decisions and subsequent redevelopment projects within one of the largest and certainly the most historically contentious public housing sites in Australia. Its form was borne of the artists’ explicit avowal that they did not wish to take on the role of artistic interpreters of the realities of the gentrification process as it affected local residents. Designed as a walking, cycling and mini-bus trail through the area and stopping at locations of significant meaning to the gentrification issues at play, the Tour was run over a dozen times in its initial phase of activity, 2005–09, and was showcased as part of the 2009 exhibition, There Goes the Neighbourhood
, presented at nearby Performance Space. The exhibition was accompanied by a publication that placed SquatSpace among local and international artist-activist peers, and was made freely available under Creative Commons. Of genuine recent art historical importance, There Goes the Neighbourhood
is one of the most substantial takes on art, social issues and community activism ever produced in Australia. The exhibition articulated social equity concerns by employing similar artistic strategies to that of New York artist, activist and critic, Martha Rosler, in her seminal exhibition, If You Lived Here…
(1989), in which she addressed the problem of homelessness through a presentation of objects, images and notes that challenged the representative form of the social field in art, in a SoHo gallery. Since then the Tour has run on an ad-hoc basis as circumstances called upon the artists and opportunities arose.
Over April and May 2016, the Redfern–Waterloo: Tour of Beauty
was incorporated into the program of activities of the 20th Biennale of Sydney, prompted by the inclusion of Keg de Souza’s site-specific installation, We Built This City
, and accompanying Redfern School of Displacement
, a platform for conversations centred on marginalised voices and the perspectives of those threatened with displacement in the area. The Tour
that I attended on a rainy Saturday afternoon saw a cohort of people, mostly unknown to each other, gather inside de Souza’s tent construction at 16 Vine Street, located adjacent to The Block. On the Tour
I listened to Redfern’s Aboriginal Tent Embassy leader and activist, Jenny Munro, fiercely tell of her community’s struggles against displacement from The Block and the surrounding neighbourhood; Alice Anderson and Alexander Turnbull, spokespeople for the REDWatch community group, outline recent and future repercussions of Urban Growth NSW’s redevelopment program for the Central to Eveleigh rail corridor; and long-time Waterloo resident and community activist, Ross Smith, distilling his ongoing demands for equity and access to safe conditions for public housing residents. Then, with more than a little surprise and interest, the Tour
was invited inside the seventeen-storey Joseph Banks tower (erected 1974) by Billy McPherson, well-known Redfern resident, community worker, actor, filmmaker, boxing trainer and bus driver for the day. Standing shoulder to shoulder with strangers in Billy’s apartment as he generously shared the intimacy of his home and stories from his life — aided by a hand-drawn family tree, blue-tacked to the living room wall, that outlined the research he had undertaken of generations of his Aboriginal forebears and descendants — was a timely reminder that the rhetoric of internationalism that accompanies every biennale does not preclude the exchange of diverse perspectives the closer its parameters get to its own backyard.
Asking if and exactly how the Redfern–Waterloo: Tour of Beauty
is ‘socially engaged art’ is not an interesting question. Instead, thinking of the trajectory of both the application and meaning of the catch-all term, one is compelled to question the convenience of the art world’s semantic reconfiguring of the social in political and economic climates that are increasingly disowning civic responsibility. In the realm of urban planning, for instance, others have noted that:
the discursive move from ‘public housing’ to ‘social housing’ signals the decline of social citizenship [as] … not simply a renaming of public housing, but rather a name giving — social housing — to a new form of post-welfare state low-income housing to be provided by the non-government and private sectors.
It follows that just as the ‘social’ in contemporary art is tested by the motives and consequences that arise from artists’ strategies of engagement, if we are to passively accept the ascendency of neoliberalism upon human relations one can only dread what might become of ‘beauty’.
Pedro de Almeida is an arts manager, curator and writer and has been Program Manager at 4A Centre for Contemporary Asian Art, Sydney, since 2012. His current postgraduate research focuses on art projects in social housing estates in Australia and internationally.
[^8]: Dallas Rogers and Michael Darcy, ‘Global city aspirations, graduated citizenship and public housing: analysing the consumer citizenships of neoliberalism’, Urban Planning and Transport Research
2:1 (2014), p. 83.