NIRV Highlights, Issue 3, September 9, 2017
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For this issue of NIRV Highlights, Community Supported Film is delighted to share the story of one of our donors and volunteers, Christine Arveil, herself an immigrant from France. She has cooked delicious meals for our training sessions, served as training photographer, and provided support for our French-speaking trainee from Haiti. On the day of the protests against hate and white supremacy in Boston on August 19th, she contacted us to see if we could use her help. Below is her own story of that day.
By Christine Arveil, arveil.com Human beings are dangerously obstinate in lashing at history with whips that none of us would like to feel on our skins. On the morning of the 19th of August, I was about to join peaceful marchers gathering in Boston to protest hatred and white supremacy when it came to my mind that I should rather make myself available to those who were at work on developing shared respect and appreciation.
Upon offering my time and energy, I was immediately invited to Community Supported Film (CSFilm) where ten recent immigrants to the United States, tracing roots to Africa, Latin America, and Asia, were completing their fourth week of documentary filmmaking training.
CSFilm provides free professional documentary film training, enabling local immigrants to tell untold stories relevant to their communities. CSFilm helps to express voices that are usually silent, stereotyped in mainstream media, or little noticed in the relentless flood of information on social media. As I arrived at CSFilm, I could not help thinking how one same word can represent opposite perspectives.
The day before, I was with twenty two hundred people enjoying the bliss of a magnificent concert on Tanglewood greens in Lenox, MA. But that Saturday, on Lenox Street in Roxbury, a lonely old man was painfully trying to simply get up from the narrow steps where he had found some rest, so I could climb up to the door of CSFilm. I tiptoed to the back of the room, hoping not to disturb the class in process. Ten young men and women, half the world around the table and probably several religions, were attentively focused on their teacher’s words. Their command of English was impressive, especially for some who had been in America only a few months. Now and then, however, I noticed their cultural differences in little things like the titles they chose to respectfully address their instructor, Michael Sheridan. He was, in turn, “Professor,” “my Colleague,” “Mr.,” or “Mikey.”
I felt comfortable with them, with their positive, somehow elegant, energy. Myself an immigrant to America from Europe, I know how difficult it is to leave everything behind to integrate with a new land. Forever will I remember the worker who unloaded my small trunk with my few possessions and said: “Here’s your stuff, Ma’am. Welcome!” That day, I understood that my true belongings were my energy, my brain and my passion for creating things of beauty and value to society.
As Sheridan projects films onto a white board covered with diagrams and notes, I recognize both the professor from Mass Art and the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum documentary filmmaker I have observed before. He creates an atmosphere of comfort, ease, and respect. Everyone calmly engages in turn. He answers each question with precision and deep attention. The room seems to vanish as Sheridan focuses on each individual, his words somehow managing to address the person beyond the student. His hands enact the filming process, with fingers running as he explains how the camera should swiftly move, while his love of his chosen art animates everything. Sheridan becomes something more like a mountain guide: one of the tireless rock climbers who walk ahead of those who will claim new summits; a mountaineer who keeps walking when oxygen rarefies.
Today, the focus is on sound. A music lover, sound is Sheridan’s love as much as the moving images. He introduces the students to the manipulation of the microphone along with filming: “This is when this mighty fine device comes into use” (the boom microphone). He invites them to consider how sounds influence the narrative and affect the capture of images. The story will depend on intricate technicalities that the filmmaker shall master – but only through practice. This Saturday, the afternoon assignment to practice new skills takes us to the SoWa Open Market just up the street. In teams of two, the trainees share a camera and assist each other in recording images and sound. My volunteer role is to document their process in still photographs.
The shooting feels professional, especially considering that most haven’t used a video camera or microphone 4 weeks ago. It is fascinating for me to watch the perspective of the vendors and shoppers shift from indifference or slight annoyance toward the film crews to curious engagement when they discover that it is a group of new immigrants learning a new form of communication with infectious purpose, dedication and laughter! Smiles are never long to appear and patience is surprisingly everywhere. As I document their learning, the trainees talk with me about how remarkably different filming a story is from capturing amateur video. They also tell me how heavy the equipment feels by the end of the day, but the quality they get is worth the discomfort, they say.
Late afternoon, after a hard week working in their day jobs and a long day learning to film, everyone relaxes. Laughs, spirited snippets of stories and jokes, feet moving to a dance step, youth, and conviviality combine to vanquish the sordid reality of hate that had clouded the day elsewhere in the city and the country. It feels so natural to be together though we were born in a dozen different countries: why do we allow ourselves to be taught otherwise? Terror has no space where creativity and fresh perspectives bloom and when we listen to those who speak softly.
As we head back from SoWa, I ask around to see what the word “immigrant” means for them. The answers shouldn’t have surprised me: Hope, Peace, and Misunderstandings. (I have hope for the future here. No peace in my homeland. So many misunderstandings about immigrants here.) CSFilm calls the program NIRV for “New Immigrant & Refugee Visions,” but here again, the same term has another meaning for me. My time spent supporting these dedicated and optimistic people was definitely a day of enlightenment – NIRVana!
What a beautiful piece Christine Arveil wrote about Michael Sheridan’s filming company training immigrant filmmakers to speak with their own voice. Very inspiring! She captured the soaring spirit of the students and the support Michael Sheridan gives them in finding their voice. A wonderfully positive project being created and offered up to others!
Thanks Martha for your support and encouragement! And thanks again to Christine for her insights, writing and photography.
Wow Micheal. Nirvana is great. Happy to learn about good progress in performance.
Keep it up.
All the best
The first role of the journalist film-maker should be to uncover the truth, not reinforce the major media narrative, and the truth is there were no white supremacists or racists at the Boston event. Many of the participants in the Free Speech rally were Black or minority, and they clearly held signs reading “Black Lives Matter.” Liberal civil liberties attorney Harvey Silverglate from Cambridge wrote this up for the WGBH: http://news.wgbh.org/2017/08/21/free-speech-banned-boston-common-citys-ignominious-failure
The speakers and people at the rally were more like mild libertarians, but for some reason forces in the media are actively trying to divide us. If anyone who voted for Donald Trump or opposes Trans-Pacific Partnership is now a white supremacist, we have come to a very sad pass indeed. A worthy project for this film-maker would be to uncover the truth about that day, rather than mindlessly repeat what the politicians say and want us to believe.
We absolutely agree with you that uncovering the truth is the driving force of good journalism. Nowhere in our post can we find that we discussed specifics of the “free speech” rally. It is possible that white supremacists or racists did not demonstrate at the Boston events. However, that does not change the fact that thousands of Bostonians showed up to demonstrate AGAINST hate and white supremacy even if there were no physical representations of what they opposed present. It may be that there were no known anti-women misogynists present to protest “against” during the Women’s March in January, or known anti-science citizens present at the March for Science in April, but that does not change the fact that people came together to make their opinions known and to protest behaviors and environments they felt were inappropriate in our country.
More importantly, our post is about the New Immigrant and Refugee Visions project to train immigrant filmmakers to speak with their own voice. It is not a post designed to investigate the protest. It is a post about positive ways that diverse people are working together to create products and skills for sharing truth and healing divides. We are sorry that the spirit of this post did not come through more clearly for you. But please know that we agree with you about journalism and truth, and in fact the entire purpose of Community Supported Film is to strengthen voices to speak truth that is frequently sidelined by the major media narrative. Thank you for the opportunity to reinforce the CSFilm and NIRV mission.