There’s something about military museums across the world that seems similar – the metallic, musky smell; sense
of national pride; and a narrative, which, almost always, seems to highlight
the victorious accomplishments of the home nation’s military and horrific
actions of the enemy. Personally, I find it hard to connect with the objects on
display, and the people they represent, because of the lack of personal memory
or insight into that person - it is almost as if soldiers become faceless
figures and names. You are seldom told of the soldier’s everyday life, if only
briefly though a short label. This thought every much reflects my experience of
the Vietnam Military Museum where I found it difficult to connect with the
objects due to lack of communication (in English anyway) of its significance,
background story and the role it plays in the wider context of the conflict it
represented. Perhaps this is because military personnel are regarded to be
representative of a nation, and therefore, the museum assumes the soldier’s intentions
and experiences are universally understood? However, when museums present
exhibitions that draw on memories of everyday people who were affected by war,
my experience is completely altered – I become much more empathetic and can put
myself into someone else’s shoes much easier. Maybe this highlights my own lack of patriotism and struggle to understand wars and conflicts. Or perhaps it is because I can more easily relate experience of war with stories my Grandad told me of growing up in London in WWII during the Blitz. Would my experience be different if my grandad had told me stories of
fighting in conflicts?
I have been to many museums and
sites that commemorate or represent traumatic and devastating events affecting
everyday people. Some of these sites include Ground Zero, site of the 9/11
terrorist attacks, New York; Anna Franks Huis, Amsterdam; The Japanese American
Museum in Los Angeles, which details the poor treatment of Japanese
Americans living in Los Angeles during WWII; and The Peace Dome Memorial
Museum, Hiroshima, site of the first atomic bomb dropped on Japan by Americans
at the end of World War II. While these museums also focus on war and conflict,
they provoke a very different emotion to that of military museums through
alternative perspectives and focus on everyday people. For me, these sites have
one thing in common: the use of in-depth story telling through personal memories and narratives leaves
me feeling a deep connection with and empathy towards the people represented
through the objects on display. Through the memories represent in these museums
I am able to put myself in that person’s shoes and often become quite emotional
– particularly in Hiroshima (where I struggled to hold back tears during most
of my visit). I personally have no connections to these countries or the events
that affected these people, but the memories captured in these museums have
stayed with me.
What is interesting about museums that focus on traumatic events
is that the objects on display are almost always everyday items (or at least not objects typically related to violence). A lunchbox is no longer a lunchbox but becomes the storyteller of a child worker who tragically got killed by the Atomic bomb on Hiroshima. The object’s
meaning is completely transformed and recontextualised through the memory
connected to it; yet, if the museum did not communicate the object’s
association with people or events then it would be difficult to relate to the object
or understand its significance. Would
the object have any significance at all if we were not told the story the object
has to tell, particularly for future generations who, with out context, may
never be able to connect with or relate to objects associated with conflict and the trauma it causes? What is an object without a narrative, I wonder? The stories an object prompts can be such a powerful and emotional tool, both in terms of active memory and commemoration. The challenge for the museum ensuring these stories are told in an ethical and respectful way.
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