Jelili Atiku’s Dance of Justice and Sacrifice

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Nigerian performing artist Jelili Atiku. Transmediale Festival, Berlin, 2014. ELENA VASILKOVA / TRANSMEDIALE FLICKR.

THE MINISTRY OF ARTS / PERFORMANCE ARTS DEPT.

Jelili Atiku’s Dance of Justice and Sacrifice

Though Atiku’s art confronts external issues, it is more an art that demands inwardness, reflection, and contemplation of what we are, what we want, and what we want our world to be.
Atiku

Nigerian performing artist Jelili Atiku. Transmediale Festival, Berlin, 2014. ELENA VASILKOVA / TRANSMEDIALE FLICKR.

THE MINISTRY OF ARTS / PERFORMANCE ARTS DEPT.

Jelili Atiku’s Dance of Justice and Sacrifice

Though Atiku’s art confronts external issues, it is more an art that demands inwardness, reflection, and contemplation of what we are, what we want, and what we want our world to be.

The image that often strikes one upon seeing any of Jelili Atiku’s many performances is that of an Egúngún masquerade strutting his stuff in a public square—and here, it is the maverick, spiritual effect of a figure confident in the riot of colours he displays in his garments, his body markings, and his other accoutrements that magnets the spectator; a figure that calls attention to itself with its choreographed or arbitrary movements. He appears to us like an otherworldly figure, a performer who seems to straddle a line between the activism of urgent contemporary concerns and an acrostic possession of the influences of Yoruba spirituality. To witness a performance such as his, in person, is to unwittingly find oneself in a natural partnership, to become an acolyte in a ritual of protest. The man is not so much a man as a vessel whose very bearing mimes powerful visual messages and symbols. In large part, the shadow that Atiku casts on his audience is that of a conspicuous enigma. And on the informal and formal stages where he performs, that enigmatic appearance becomes precisely his leverage: he somehow manages to transmogrify his entire frame into a potent medium for protesting injustice.

Consider ‘Aragamago Will Rid This Land of Terrorism’, a performance he did in his hometown of Ejigbo, Lagos, on 14 January, 2016, following the torture and assault of women who were accused of stealing pepper in Ejigbo Market. The observable detail of the performance is the representation of a cleansing: five strange figures stoically moving through streets like ritual masquerades, festooned in red and white nylon garments, carrying figurines around their head, and throwing flyers everywhere as they went. When we view Atiku and his acolytes (Monsuru Saula, Hassan Nosiru, Jamiu Sanni, and Ashimiu Muyideen) here, what we see inscribed upon their body language is defiance and revolution. ‘Aragamago’—the power of the wife or Orunmila, the Yoruba God of wisdom—corrals all the pent-up anger of Ejigbo into what is more or less a renunciation of injustice, co-opting the entire community into that event, out of which auspiciousness Atiku attained his biggest head-on confrontation with authority. For a few days after the performance, Atiku and his cohorts were arrested and detained at the Ejigbo Police Station for, amongst other alleged offenses, disturbing public peace. They were later acquitted by the Ejigbo Magistrate Court.

Extraordinary performances such as this prove that art makes eloquent other non-verbal channels of communication. The subjects and concerns it projects are very real and goes directly to the heart of everything around the environment it emerges from. This principle is the leverage Atiku achieves with his art in its infraction on all levels of oppression in Nigeria; it is more potent for the ways it forces its audience to see and to participate in the project of public awareness and, through that, grasp the deeper workings of prevailing social conditions.

Let’s look at another performance which showcases the dense cultural and political framing behind Atiku’s art: ‘E Don Tey Wey We Dey’, which he performed at the VIVA! Art Action, Square Viger/L’Union Francaise, in Montreal, Canada on 15 September, 2023. The first thing that jumps out to us here is the grid-like white tattooing on his body, so thick and consistent it is hard to tell if he is naked or wearing shorts. But that seems to be goal: the blurring of the human figure, the creation of the illusion of sight, or a gentle coercing to mis-see what is right before our eyes (In all his work, Atiku dwells variously on the moral delusions and deceptions of social constructs). On the ground before him we find a large blanket with dozens of large wooden figurines attached to them. During the performance, Atiku pulls out objects, as from a pandora’s box of sorts, and shows them to the spectators at the square. 

One of those exhibits is a book that contains sketches of religious symbols and ancient art pieces from Africa, which a number of the spectators, in an interactive process, chalk on the ground. But it is the spontaneity with which he moves that piques attention, ever holding a long carved priestly staff, as if there is no plan to what he is doing, as if he is performing a response to the moment. At one point he gathers the figurine blanket onto his body like a cape and begins to move with it; other times he screams sentences, ‘I am ancient.’ The performance comments on collective healing and renewed energy, restitution, ‘and recovery of indigenous people’s memories of their legacies.’ In short, a good part of Atiku’s art advances the primacy of historical debts and the contemporary disaffections that emerge thereof.

In another one of Atiku’s performances, ‘Museum is a Colonial Master’, he tackles similar issues, chiefly the misrepresentation and appropriation of indigenous artifacts and religious symbols by the British colonials. He centralized the same subject in a much more elaborate fashion in ‘Rawson’s Boat’, which he first performed at the Lagos Book and Arts Festival (LABAF) in 2011, later reprising the performance at the Musee d’Aquitaine, Bordeaux, France in 2018. ‘Rawson’s Boat’ dramatizes, in Atiku’s characteristic solo execution, the Benin punitive expedition of 1897, a war led by the British Rear-Admiral Sir Harry H. Rawson, waged on the flourishing Benin Empire. Over the last century, the war has become famous for the theft that Rawson and his men carried out in its aftermath, carting away some 3000 bronze artifacts, much of which still remain in the British Museum today. The performance is a protest for the return of those treasures to Nigeria. Decked in the royal Benin attire and painted from head to foot in gold, Atiku positions himself as a hybrid of the Oba of Benin and the wealth and glory of the Benin Empire at the time; all his movements here enact pain, anger, and the slow passage of time. At the core of this performance is a strong elegiac tone that highlights historical deprivation.

But Atiku is not alone in grappling with this event. There seems to be an incipient agitation in contemporary Nigerian art for the restitution of indigenous African artifacts pilfered by former colonialists (this is a concern, I suppose, that comes from the desire to secure the origins of national arts); the conversation extends even beyond Africa to include Asia and other formerly colonized people in other continents. The most recent of such art to emerge from Nigeria is Yinka Shonibare’s 2024 Venice Biennale installation, Monument to the Restoration of the Mind and Soul, which was part of the Nigeria Pavillion’s showcase at the event.

THE MOVING BODY

With Atiku’s art, what we see first is a moving body, a body in motion, a body forming itself into different poses, a body enacting premeditated and arbitrary visual sequences. The artist sometimes carries and bears props alongside, but the focal point of his performance is always his body—the real agent of meaning and mythmaking. For Atiku, the body is a material (like any other tool of art), but unlike others, he sees the body as a sacred entity. He believes that body possesses the power to touch other bodies, able to reach beyond the physical frame to what he calls the ‘memory body’ and the ‘knowing body’—by which he means that the movement of his body in a given performance can trigger the well of memories, knowledge, and critical thinking in the bodies of the audience, so that they are awakened into interrogating what they are witnessing.

Atiku’s body in performance finds strong purchase in its terseness and spontaneity. In movement or in motionless state, the body becomes an artifice imbued with dialectic force. This is why some of the most potent instances of protest often sees the protesters involving the body, for no other tool in human disposal can enforce so starkly the spontaneous impulses of shame and fear, ecstasy and beauty, morality and madness. It is why women throughout history often resort to going naked during certain protests. That decision comes from the desire to force the controlling authority to confront its stake in the mythos of shame and wrongdoing (that is, deal with the oedipal guilt incurred through seeing what is collectively held as private and forbidden), of desecrating the ultimate symbol of human life: the figure of the mother. We saw this in Nigeria as recently as 2023 when women in the state of Nasarawa protested the election of a governor through what they saw as a questionable electoral process. Atiku employs this anatomical power by embodying an opposition to the things he confronts. His performance in ‘Nobody is Born Wise’ at the India Art Fair in 2020 banks on this tacit understanding of the body’s ability to carry a cluster of meanings across religions and cultures.

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Atiku’s performances can oscillate between quieter fares such as we see in ‘Argumenta Dialogorum (What did I buy from you?)’, done at the Museum Rietberg in Zurich in 2016, which aims to create dialogues around artistic mediums and the effects of colonialism, to raucous political ripostes. An example of such is ‘Jangbala Ju’bu, Or, How to Explain History to the American President’, performed in 2018 at the Live Art Network Africa Festival in Cape Town, in which the artist demonstrates the collective anger of Africans against the then American president Donald Trump’s insensitive comment that African countries are ‘shithole countries.’ Part of the performance features an effigy of Trump which Atiku flogs. As the performance progresses, he makes the audience take turns to perform the same demonstrative act of corporal punishment. Other images, postures, and activities he acts out here criticizes neocolonialism and colonialism—signature preoccupations of Atiku’s art.

His movements in that square in Cape Town—a city with a long assimilated colonial history—are based on his idea that space conditions the body; that the body as an entity finds new meanings and contrivances according to where it finds itself, or where it is positioned, whether or not the positioning is conscious or not. The body intuits responses from the environment. By degrees, if we observe closely, a certain romantic earnestness prevails in the myth created around the body’s equal strength and fragility, the presence of the possibility of life and death within it—how it can create life with the same ease with which it is vulnerable to death—and its physical appeal and athletic abilities. 

For this reason, the body seems most appropriate for certain artistic expressions meant to elicit urgent response; which is what Atiku did in his performance, ‘Come Let Me Clutch Thee’, at the Institute for Creative Arts LIVE ART Festival in Cape Town on February 18, 2017. During the performance, Atiku poured used, blackened engine oil—a metaphor for crude—on his body to rouse emotions on the careless oil spillages in Africa’s oil-producing countries. In Atiku’s view, he wanted people to feel the danger of toxic damage as he committed that hazardous act and connect it to the corrosive destruction of agricultural soils in areas such as the Niger Delta, where the likes of activist Ken Saro Wiwa lost his life protesting. ‘That’s exactly how I want people to feel because when you are doing a performance, the audience must be able to experience real emotions, real concern’, he said in an interview published in This is Africa. To shock the audience into recognizing a gross environmental injustice by pouring dangerous oil on the skin! Such is the body’s powerful and impetuous offices. In Atiku’s works, the body makes use of distance and proximity, spaces and shackles, interaction and insouciance. All these paradoxical states into which the body controls itself forms expressions that are essentially dialogic, where the meaning results from participatory acts.

If there are still those on the periphery who continue to accuse art of being cosmetic and lacking real impact on urgent issues, they will no doubt be silenced by coming face to face with the emotional leverages of a living body in performance; in this case, with Atiku’s programming of his body as a symbol and equipment of living, breathing activism. For the body involves itself naturally in the life happening around it; actively or not, it builds its own memories by its environmental relativity, by involving other bodies around it through emotional or rational intuition, blurring the boundaries of the artistic and the real. As the groundbreaking French artist and sculptor, Marcel Duchamp, said, ‘The creative art is not performed alone; the spectator brings the work in contact with the world by deciphering and interpreting its inner qualifications and thus adds his contribution to the creative act.’ The power of live art is its ability to bear witness to real concerns through enacted vicarious experience. The medium of the body in Atiku’s work asserts a propensity to translate images of oppression into something that purchases emotional resonance (and performances such as ‘Nobody is Born Wise’ prove this). 

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ONE MAN VAUDEVILLE

Much of Atiku’s performances are solo affairs, but many times it seldom feels like one, for the man co-opts every physical symbol and metaphor at his disposal; and sometimes he enlists the participation of his audience, or that of other performers. His approach is multimedia; his subjects are always centred around human rights and issues of justice; his mojo is likewise identifiable enough by its ritualized aesthetic—heavy body paintings, figurines, and all kinds of unconventional garments (made from nylon bags, leather, or any materials that serve as metaphors for particular performances)—but, each time we encounter him with each performance, we feel ourselves responding differently. This is because Atiku has mastered the art of presentation. Messages are transmitted to us before any utterances are made, yet we imbibe it. So, as we watch: the movement is loud enough, the body makes a silent clamour, the colours transmit their own feeling, and one man becomes an entire circus, his own vaudeville, performing the drama of justice. 

That drama is so rousingly demonstrated in his performance project, ‘In the Red’, which he began in Kampala, Uganda in 2008. One of the performances in the project series is titled ‘Eleniyan’—Yoruba for ‘leader of men’—which he performed at Makerere University in Kampala on 16 February, 2008. Here we see Atiku shrouded completely in red cloth, carrying a red sheet, two human skeletons, and three human skulls. With these bizarre items, he demonstrates how ugly humanity is when it engages in war and violence. Sometimes we watch him lay the skeletons down on the red sheet spread on the ground; sometimes he runs around madly, clutching one of the skeletons or contorts himself into a compromising position while shrieking loudly as if in pain. And, in the presence of this drama, this enacted chaos, we understand the symbols of suffering and destruction of human lives that the artist is visually transmitting to us. 

Atiku’s education had not been as chaotic. It had been an educational sojourning as staid and tasking as any in Nigeria. But by the time he left the University of Lagos with a Master’s degree in Visual Arts, he had long decided to follow this personalized, unconventional route to self-expression. His earliest performances showcased that dialectical interaction between his political background in the arts and his own mercurial personality. As he puts it, his art is conditioned by personal response to what has been sullied in his society. ‘When I assemble and create imagery,’ he said, ‘it’s a dialogue within me.’ It is why he meditates before each performance. According to him, he wants to raise the consciousness of people and activate their participation and awareness of the unique circumstances of their own life. 

It is what we see in his ‘Don’t Eat Garlic Near the Queen’ performance at LABAF in November 2022. Here, Atiku is trying to show the indignities of British imperialism overseen by the recently deceased British Queen Elizabeth II. He is wearing a red and white waistcoat-like garment, walking about or standing in front of a motorcycle-drawn carriage-like contraption on a floor covered with British flag—all being the artist’s caricature of Britain’s erstwhile coloniality. The carriage itself is an installation consisting of bones; other items such as a red stool, a traditional pot containing eggs, and figurines delineate the interaction of indigenous traditions and imperialism, and the immense human losses that came out of it all. In the middle of the performance, Atiku suddenly stops mid-movement. He drops every item on the bone carriage and proceeds to drive it through the street. 

And here again, what do we witness? His gestures urge toward a form of radical activity that dramatizes the self-damaging abrasions that define a society forged from colonial oppression. In the words of photographer Kikelomo Solomon-Ayeni, Atiku’s art ‘is phenomenal because of his critical mind, the way he uses visual aids to boldly expose societal and political issues. It is what makes his kind of art so magnetic.’ She added that she is ‘interested in how he explains systems using a visual system.’

At the core of his performances, Atiku is just one man creating a scene. He draws attention with the enigma of his presence—a bewildering form so markedly different from his surroundings as to be a noticeable affront on the public’s interpretation of sanity. When he moves his colourful, exaggerated figure through the streets of the locations where he performs, people are forced to consider the possibility of him being a lunatic; and it is precisely in that confrontation with unconventional representation, in that sudden seeking for answers by onlookers as it were, that Atiku’s message is passed. So powerful are the methods Atiku employs by placing his body as the critical artifice through which critical conversations and political self-examinations can happen purely through visual appreciation. 

Having performed in more than 40 cities across five continents, Atiku is one of Africa’s most recognizable artists. In his craft, he has created live palettes involving human beings, the environment, and inanimate symbols. But with Atiku, as he has often pointed out, the projections of his art often dwell on the boundaries of dialogue and consensus. It highlights the vapid nature of human divisions and the importance of human synergy. This is also the subject of his performance at the Deptford X Festival in Deptford, London, in September 2022, titled ‘The Earth is a Beehive’, which he did in collaboration with the local children.

In some ways, Atiku’s art also corresponds to his life, for he is often co-creating with the festivals in his local community Ejigbo; his personality responds as it were to the created problems that bedevil his environments; accolades such as the Prince Claus Award which he won in 2015 are for him not the acme of his art, it is how the art has affected lives and sensitized people that matters to him. He does not pretend to be a senselessly vindictive crusader as such, but he puts himself at the vanguard of these issues—in performances, for instance, such as ‘Nigerian Fetish’ and ‘Victim of Political Assassination’, and others—the more to take advantage of his proximity to many of these problems as a Nigerian and African. 

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MAKING SPIRITUAL LITURGIES

Many times, when Atiku confronts the issue of politics and injustice, he seems to find a ready pivot in his religious affiliation to Yoruba spirituality, and many times the connection is with the marine deity, Yemoja. Through liturgical practices that define water veneration in the Yemoja cult, the solo drama of Atiku’s performances becomes elevated as it were into a mystical ritual; Atiku himself seems to lose his corporeal frame, as we watch him, slipping into a territorial angle of existence more spiritual than physical. On those stages, he becomes a figure under spirit possession. And when he embodies that nonhuman incarnation, his messages take on the meaning of something beyond the railings of an ordinary performer or activist (In his performance, ‘Porongodo – The Feast’ (2012), he transforms himself into the likeness of a cannibal to protest animal brutality, accompanied by a tall installation of bones upon a scaffold and a sound feature emitting the mooing of bovines). What we see is not a magical descent into fantasyland; what we see is a necessary transformation into an arbiter of justice, operating in a realm that places supreme value on liminal spaces, fluidity, and formations of the natural world. Going through many of Atiku’s performances, one sees that his routines bear similarity to those of a traditional priest; the figurines he often displays are objects of immense sacred value, they represent divinities, small and large, hierarchical or mysterious. 

On his ‘Mukoo Moro’ performance in Amsterdam in 2021, which takes the Covid-19 pandemic as its central theme, Atiku talks about performing at a T-Junction, a convergence of roads where ‘energies meet’. In Yoruba religion—and the broad spectrum of African traditional religions—road junctions are a vortex of strong cardinal energies that collates the four winds. Whatever is done at road junctions is believed to be extremely potent, for it has been witnessed by all the positive and opposing forces of the spiritual world. Here, Atiku places his fight for human rights in conversation with the practices of his Yoruba spirituality. He intones the poetry of Òrìṣà and the connective power of the Ọpọ́n Ifá into the performance as a verbal expiation of wrongs, a form of cleansing, in which the body undergoes an immolation of sorts and transmutes into a spiritual instrument. This is more readily obvious in his recent performance, ‘My Ori Is Kotuba Kotuse’, at the Cite Internationale, Universitaire De Paris, Paris, France. In the performance, featuring three babaláwo (diviners), he builds his central concerns for the crises of the contemporary world—Ukraine, Palestine, Sudan, Congo—from the philosophy of Ori (head) in Yoruba cosmology, integrating the energies of Olode (guardian of outer space), Adele (guardian of inner space), and Iyere Ifa (tonal Yoruba divination chants).

To do activism that aligns with the precepts of Yoruba spirituality is, for Atiku, a statement of identity. The artist’s first point of departure is his own cultural origins, which he excavates and uses to express his own unique power as a product of an ancient culture which holds ancient knowledge. Atiku believes that this access to ancient knowledge and mystical practices is an important part of his artistic paraphernalia; in this sense, the principle that guides Atiku’s performances is the forcefulness of recall. It is from the vantage point of his combination of a spiritual and historical identity that an artist like Atiku could begin to demystify the constructed and unformed mysteries of the modern African experience whose identity has been unmoored from its past by the extirpating effects of colonialism and corruption. 

Memory and recall is at the root of immersive sculptural performances such as ‘Giving Contours to Shadows – Alaagba’, which he made in Berlin, Germany. At its root is Ifa—the religion from which Atiku draws inspiration. Ifa-based ritual is very fully demonstrated in ‘Olomoyoyo’, a performance first done in Berlin, Germany in 2018, commenting on the plight of children all over the world. That ritualistic practice will be more realistically seen in his performance, ‘Stand, Wait, Listen for Ogiriyanda’ (2020), which heavily incorporates Odu Ifa in acts of propitiation, cleansing, and initiation. In the Yemoja cult (Olokun is the equivalent male Òrìṣà but presides over the sea), the dimensions of performance are highly stylized in a sequence that includes white garments for the purity of the worshiper, items of offering presented at the beach, intoned words of supplication to the river goddess, and sometimes even dance. These acts are supposed to offer restorative results or a sense of connection with the natural world (His ‘Alaaragbo’ performance in Marseille in 2021 is also a reference here).

In 2017, during Nigeria’s first outing at the 57th Venice Biennale, Atiku presented a performance titled ‘Mama Say Make I De Go, She Dey My Back.’ The performance was held on the opening day and its central theme is the channelling of the potency of female energy and body ritual as a catalyst for peace and harmony in the world. The art presentation here segues from installation to performance and back to installation again. In the performance Atiku, carrying a large figurine on his head, worships a large parade of women, beautifies them with ornaments, and leads them in a procession, amongst other ritualized actions. This enactment is somewhat similar to processions sometimes enacted by the women worshippers of Osun or Yemoja.

Between the religious images he constructs and the complex choreographies of his performances, Atiku often seems to be possessed by a kind of frantic mystical ague. And it is this mystique that he repeatedly exploits in his art. In a 2016 interview at Co-Lab Copenhagen, Atiku noted that his art comes from a tradition that sees the very things he does as part of the natural way of living, not something that has to be labelled and classified in a gallery. He also acknowledges that this view of where his art comes from makes it very effective in what it does, for when he protests, it is not seen as something planned and ideated in the formal sense, but as a natural and direct response to what the eyes sees and detests and what the head and the body revolts against. Thus, it is an art which from its foundations is primed to spontaneously decry the created narratives deployed by powerful institutions and perpetrators of injustice. As he explained of his teaching duties at the Lagos State Polytechnic in the 2013 documentary, ‘Lagos in the Red’, he wants his students to understand that art represents something beyond itself. ‘They must understand what they are trying to create and they must feel the importance of it, the relevancy of it to the society and to humanity.’

Though Atiku’s art confronts external issues, it is more an art that demands inwardness, reflection, and contemplation of what we are, what we want, and what we want our world to be. This art teaches us that the duty of the average person, as he goes through the world, is to strike the studious countenance of learning: to learn from sight as well as from experience, to learn the language of the body’s posturing and the subtextual subtleties of movement, to learn that life is so vast and unmasterable that our best hook upon it is to try to affect our own little part of it in a positive way, and to develop a sense of justice and moral gumption out it all⎈

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