I met Diane at the Housing Works Cafe in SoHo a few weeks ago and was stuck by the familiarity of her bearing. She’s reads like one of those white broads whose visual privilege and class positioning creates an unlikely ally. Check out her blog - www.social-ite.blogspot.com
“Black women have been able to envy white women (their looks, their easy life, the attention they seem to get from men); they could fear them (for the economic control they have had over black women’s lives) and even love them (as mammies and domestic workers can); but black women have found it impossible to respect white women. I mean they never had what black men have had for white men—a feeling of awe at their accomplishments. Black women have no abiding admiration of white women as competent, complete people. Whether vying with them for the few professional slots available to women in general, or moving their dirt from one place to another, they regarded them as willful children, pretty children, mean children, ugly children, but never as real adults capable of handling the real problems of the world.”—
Toni Morrison, What the Black Woman Thinks of Women’s Lib. from What Moves at the Margin; Selected Non-Fiction Edited and with an Introduction by Carolyn C. Denard. 2008.
"When I was 5, my older brother informed me my last name wouldn’t always be Wood. My father confirmed it. “If your husband’s last name is Peabody, you’ll have to become Mrs. Peabody,” he teased. I hid behind my bedroom door to process this startling information privately. If I could so easily become a Peabody, did that mean I was worth less to my family than my two brothers, who would go forth and propagate the world with more children bearing the last name Wood? And just who was this Mr. Peabody and what was so great about him that I would give up my name to marry him?"
The AfroFuturist Affair is throwing our 3rd Annual Charity & Costume Ball: Dark Phase Space on November 9, 2013 at MythMedia Studios in Philadelphia! At the annual Ball we celebrate and bring awareness to AfroFuturistic culture with feature artists, authors, and performers who will present works and creations that use Afrofuturism and Sci-Fi as vehicles for expression, education, agency, and liberation. All proceeds from the event will be donated to the Futurist Fund, a community grant dedicated to serving the needs of an underserved or marginalized member of the community.
We need your support to throw the Ball and fund our community grant!
Executive producers Jay-Z, Dream Hampton, and Wyatt Cenac present Terence Nance’s explosively creative debut feature, AN OVERSIMPLIFICATION OF HER BEAUTY. With arresting insight, vulnerability, and a delightful sense of humor, the film utilizes a tapestry of live action and multiple styles of animation as it documents the relationship between Terence (Nance) and a lovely young woman (Namik Minter) as it teeters on the divide between platonic and romantic. Blurring the line between narrative, documentary, and experimental film, the film explores the fantasies, emotions, and memories that race through Terence’s mind as he examines and re-examines a singular moment in time.
A few years ago, photographer Tommy Kha was shooting portraits of friends and feeling unfulfilled. Looking for a new outlet, he decided to turn the camera on himself. One of the results became his series,
I am a 56 year old white man, whose father came from eastern European immigrants and whose mother came from the Confederate families of Virginia. I am married to an African American woman. I have a mixed race son of 17 years who I fear for every day.
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“At a time when African Americans had been denied participation in a growing economy, Blacks sold one of the few commodities they owned: “realness.”—David Kranser, in reference to the early 1900s (via broadwayindahomey)