A house is not a home

No Way Home: A Dancer's Journey from the Streets of Havana to the Stages of the World.
Carlos Acosta.
New York: Scribner, 2008.

First published in the United Kingdom in 2007 under the title, No Way Home: A Cuban Dancer's Story, Cuban ballet sensation Carlos Acosta's deeply nostalgic autobiography was released in the United States in May, 2008, with the slightly more sensational subtitle, A Dancer's Journey from the Streets of Havana to the Stages of the World. The dramatic new subtitle of the American edition captures Acosta's successful journey from poverty and obscurity on the outskirts of revolutionary Cuba's capital to wealth and fame in cities as diverse as Milan, Lausanne, Houston, Tokyo, Paris, Moscow, New York, and London. However, the underlying message of his engaging and intimately reflective coming-of-age story is more accurately captured by its heartbreaking, three-word title, No Way Home.

Though there does not yet seem to be a Spanish language edition of Acosta's memoir in print, "No hay regreso" is the way a Cuban might translate No Way Home. For example, the slang Cuban expression "no tiene regreso," is frequently used among Cuban émigrés in the United States to describe someone for whom the experience of exile has been so harrowingly transformative that the person in question "can never go home again." Since, as with Acosta, even if they do make it home again physically, home is no longer the home they left behind, and they are not the same person they once were. Thus, while Acosta's rags-to-riches story abounds with the many details and dilemmas specific to the Cuban diasporic experience and to his own impoverished Afro-Cuban family background and revolutionary generation, it is his constant focus on the personal and emotional price of his success and his tragic inability to ever fully recover the past - to ever go home again - that makes his tale a compelling, universal one.

Throughout the book, the portrait Acosta paints of himself is that of an insecure and almost paralyzingly lonely boy from the wrong side of the tracks who succeeds in turning himself into a world-class dancer and a confident and accomplished young man. However, in order to reach his artistic destiny, he must first pass through an often awkward and solitary adolescence, endure his father's strict discipline and emotional impenetrability, abandon his childhood dream of being a football star like his hero the famous Brazilian Pelé, and slowly loose touch with that part of himself he most values: his easy intimacy and emotional connection to his family. However, while he succeeds in this Herculean task through a combination of raw talent, an iron will power and work ethic, taking full advantage of the revolution's educational and artistic opportunities, and the loving if often insensitive guidance of his disciplinarian father, each success only serves to make him ever-more aware of the bitter price of his ticket to fame.

Despite his steadily increasing success, Acosta's battle against insecurity and nostalgia continues to haunt him well into his professional career. At one point toward the end of his first year as a dancer in the Houston Ballet, Acosta finally figures out the source of the anxiety that had been plaguing him. Since arriving in the U.S., he had managed to make good friends, achieve professional success, and even fall in love. However, he had not succeeded in pushing out of his mind his deep, almost suffocating fear of living a life without roots. Suddenly, with his defenses down and his nostalgia on the rise while watching the Gregory Nava film, Mi Familia, about the hardships endured by multiple generations of a Mexican immigrant family, Acosta is overcome by "a terrible fear that […] I would be a foreigner for the rest of my life." As a result, he resolves to abandon his promising career abroad and return to the familiar and protective cocoon of his family in Los Pinos, the humble Havana neighborhood where he grew up.

Each of the numerous times Acosta comes to this decision, however, he is rebuffed by his father, who repeatedly gives him the stern advice, "The only way you're going to help your sisters, your mother, and all of us, is by being the best dancer you can be. […] Forget about everything else and concentrate on your career. It's not only what you owe yourself, it's what you owe us, the ones who didn't have the luck to be born with your talent." Later, his father advises him, "Don't give in to nostalgia. Forget everything. […] Men are born into the world to fulfill their destiny, and yours isn't here. We're the ones who were born to live and die in Los Pinos. Your future lies elsewhere. However much you want to, […] never look back." Toward the end of his tale and during a particularly wrenching family crisis when his sister has attempted suicide due to her chronic suffering from paranoid schizophrenia, his father makes him promise to follow the path of "great men" and never be distracted from achieving his goals. Though Acosta manages to keep this promise to his father, he later tearfully rebukes him after Pedro tries to convince him that the fate of great men is to "belong to the world," arguing, "Your art is your house, my son." Carlos agrees that his success has assured him that he will have many fine houses, but he says, "all I really wanted was a home." However, his years of travel plagued by chronic nostalgia have only taught him the bitter lesson that "a house is not a home."

Acosta's 90 year-old father, Pedro, lives in the largely empty, newly renovated Nuevo Vedado house in La Habana

That his struggle is as much an emotional one against the ghosts of his past as it is an artistic one to master the proper techniques of classical ballet is most clearly expressed late in the book when Acosta has a chance sighting of Baryshnikov while performing at a benefit in New York City in 1996. Instead of praising him for his signature artistic achievements, Acosta admires and identifies most closely with Baryshnikov for "the courage he showed in swapping the certainty of his old life for the uncertainty of a new one, knowing that by doing so he could never go back." Thus, for Acosta, Baryshnikov is both an artistic muse and an emotional mirror - a reflection of his own inner turmoil over what he had to leave behind to fulfill his destiny. Others marvel at the outer trappings of Baryshnikov's success. Acosta marvels at the inner triumph of spirit few others can see, since few others but he have experienced it personally. Later that same day, when observers see Acosta dance, they marvel at how he is "Just like Baryshnikov!" However, for Acosta, his most important similarity to the great Russian dancer is not in their accomplished interpretative ability or seemingly effortless technique, but in the fact that they are both permanent foreigners, always exiles, "not afraid to burn [themselves] in [their] efforts to reach the sun."

One minor shortcoming of the book is Acosta's decision in a number of instances to share with us only part of his story - perhaps with the calculated aim of preserving his tenuous ability to periodically return to his homeland and family. While the book is clearly more of a personal and artistic memoir than a political one, when Acosta does touch on political matters his opinions and criticisms of Cuba's authoritarian system (or the authoritarian functioning of some of its cultural institutions) are more often implied than clearly stated. For example, in a chapter dedicated to one of his mentors, Ramona de Sáa (known to all by the nickname Chery), Acosta celebrates her brave decision to arrange his contract with the English National Ballet without the prior approval of the Cuban authorities. As a result, "When Chery got back to Havana, she was accused by the directorate of the Cuban National Ballet of acting irresponsibly by exposing me, so young, to the brutalities of capitalism. Her detractors said I would be sure to undergo an irreversible ideological subversion and that foreign influences would undermine my Cuban identity." While Chery ultimately prevailed over her detractors with her reputation intact, Acosta's description of this episode shows his preference for oblique sarcasm and satire over direct criticism and denunciation.

This tendency is even more evident in Acosta's descriptions of his relationship with the most important and powerful figure in the history of Cuban ballet, Alicia Alonso. "Alicia is a legend," Acosta writes, "she is a figure of such importance that her power could be compared to that of the president. One word from Alicia can change your future." While Acosta is careful never to openly criticize such a concentration of power in a single person, he does make clear that his future, like that of all Cuban ballet dancers, rests in her hands. In one particular instance, for example, he must gain her blessing before signing a contract to dance with the Houston Ballet. However, his cryptic and abbreviated description of this tense, life-changing meeting only hints at Alonso's haughty, belittling bearing and thinly-veiled racism, leaving the reader confused and unsatisfied.

In the end, even as Acosta's beautifully written memoir recounts his professional development and mounting artistic success, it succeeds as a powerful work of autobiography because it does so through the prism of the personal sacrifice, emotional trauma, and almost paralyzing loneliness that accompany him, haunting every step on his journey. Again and again throughout his Horatio Alger (Billy Elliot) tale, Acosta finds that his artistic achievements are often overshadowed, very nearly eclipsed, by an almost palpable, aching nostalgia. While standard-fare memoirs of "escape" from Cuba often suffer from the facile assumption that all good things go together and are available only beyond the shores of this poor, "imprisoned" isle, Acosta's memoir succeeds due to its commitment to painting a fiercely honest, personally searing, and politically complex portrait of his homeland where success beyond Cuba is always paid for with a deep sense of loss and gnawing nostalgia for what was left behind - the life taken from you, the life you did not get to live. In Acosta's case, this nostalgia is for his rough-and-tumble yet dignified, idyllically remembered childhood; for his sense of belonging and rootedness in his homeland; and, most importantly, for the closeness and intimacy of his increasingly distant, conflict-ridden, and tragedy-prone family.

Ted A. Henken is Associate Professor, Sociology and Black and Hispanic Studies at Baruch College, City University of New York.

Notes

The book was first published in 2007 by HarperPress in the United Kingdom as No Way Home: A Cuban Dancer's Story, translated by Kate Eaton.

Photograph of Pedro Acosta by Ted A. Henken.

Copyright
Copyright for this work is held jointly between Ted A. Henken and the International Journal of Cuban Studies under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-No Derivative 3.0 Licence http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/

IJCS Volume 1 Issue 2 December 2008