building an icon
Birmingham: England’s second largest city. It’s a colossal second to London in population, cultural energy, and decent pubs. The distance between the largest and second-largest, in population, is the equivalent of New York City and Austin, Texas. Birmingham, however, is ground zero for the industrial revolution, heavy metal music, and the Balti. The intrepidness of its history in the muscular shadow of London speaks volumes about its local pride and pluck. At least that’s what I told myself while walking to the Ikon Gallery for a small, but important, gathering of art folk.
Birmingham is England’s Pittsburgh in that pretense doesn’t reveal itself here. So with a handful of optimism and some hopeful yearning, I attended a local meeting of art-minded people to discuss the topic of a new contemporary art building to be built in Birmingham. “Imagining Museums” was held at what is Birmingham’s lifeline to current visual culture: the Ikon Gallery. The Ikon isn’t the Tate Modern, but it does a remarkable job informing us locals with contemporary visual culture. Without it, we could easily be stuck listening to Pink Floyd.
Unfortunately, this is still England, and to ask British professionals to devise an image of the future is like making the request to meet in Hells’ conference room of getting no-where fast. On the precipice loomed a fiery fur ball of committee meetings waiting to be gathered, rolled and spat out.
Initial panel discussions from other global museum directors provided an immediate spark, with vital prompts to go for a new type of museum “while you have the chance”. Great, I thought, this is going to be a blistering exchange. After the administrators had their say, however, the exchange was thrown over to (mostly) the locals. That’s when things turned a bit hazy and grey.
Having only lived in Birmingham for a year, but in England for five, it’s clear to me that Birmingham has an advantage that most British cities don’t. All sorts of immigration happened, and is happening, in Birmingham, and to ignore the obvious is like wondering if there are any gay men in my home city of San Francisco. Pakistanis, Caribs, Africans together make up 27% of the population (according to Wikipedia), and that number doesn’t include mixed race. Amassing contemporary art from these communities, mixed with the current Anglo Saxon offerings, yields an understanding amongst nations that other cities can’t, or won’t, provide. A new museum that includes nations united could eliminate the need for a British National Party, or any other narrow-minded, political group.
There was a push amongst the group of 50-60 art professionals to canvass the community, to ask them directly what they wanted. Some of the international administrators were broadly suspicious of that idea. What you don’t want is entertainment, warned one. Perhaps give them a wizened choice, recommended another. This sort of holier-than-though thought process is what gets the art community into trouble. They turn super-nanny on us.
I’m not sure where this is all going, but as pie-in-the-sky meetings go, a room bursting with animation to discover the new world this wasn’t. Regardless, there is a palpable (albeit at the low hum end of the audio range) local push for contemporary art in Britain’s second largest city, and with any luck, we might just get something that reflects it.

