Black Every Friday: Shanti Om

I had the pleasure of hearing AND MEETING Shanti last month at a live performance and I just had to share her light with y’all! She is SO beautiful, humble, natural and.. real. And incredibly gifted. I just love her energy. If you can’t tell, she’s using a loop machine to record her voice/the track. I mean, who does that??! She’s magical.

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Women, We Are the Shit {a reblog}

Because I needed this when I initially read it.. and again when I reread it this week. Hopefully it puts a smile on your face, too 😉

I know it may seem like I’m hard on us women (and I am) but it’s for a reason. I created my blog to establish a community where we can relate on different topics and issues to show that we are not alone in our thoughts and situations. Women we are strong in more ways…

via Women, We Are The Shit — The Single Bitch Diaries

week 11|2017: On You & Your Star Stuff

Have faith in your ability

To do what is necessary

In the effort to transform

When it becomes mandatory.

No one else need believe

In what you’re capable of

When you know you and the stars

Are basically made of the same stuff. –ria

(be sure to visit Ria’s blog for more beautiful poems)

Omar Victor Diop | Project Diaspora

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I’m not sure what I’ve been doing thus far, but I finally got my life together and visited Savannah College of Art & Design, better known as SCAD. Well, SCAD FASH, where the school’s fashion and film exhibits are featured. It’s a pretty space and just $10 for us regular folks to visit, so I’ll definitely be making more trips.

Omar Victor Diop was the subject in his own series: Project Diaspora. He depicted many historians, yet incorporated soccer – balls, cleats, the red card, a whistle, etc. After speaking with one of the guides in the museum, I agree that in the original portraits, the subjects were holding something else and adding in the soccer elements is Omar’s way of personalizing and modernizing the photos even further.

I thought Project Diaspora was super fun and unique; I can’t recall ever seeing anything like it. Omar has a beautiful, androgynous face that worked perfectly to share his vision. You can read more about him and his work here and be sure to check out the haps at SCAD if you’re ever in Atlanta.

 

Jim Crow Fantasies

The Dirty Dozen: Jim Crow Fantasies

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I had the pleasure of attending the opening reception for Okeeba Jubalo‘s art exhibit, The Dirty Dozen: Jim Crow Fantasies. If you’ve never heard of him (I hadn’t), I encourage you to peep his bio. He’s very interesting with a substantial career, humble with a quiet confidence whose weighty works speak volumes.

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This piece (above) was the sunny spot of the exhibit. Or was it? I took it as being your own leader with your own thoughts- not outsourcing for acceptance, love or guidance. A god within, if you will. A unique, self-fueled standard of intelligence and beauty. It sounds kinda easy, but how many people can you tick off that refuse to face themselves(G-check) or dismiss constructive criticism? How many do you know that are stubborn and completely unwilling to consider differing ideas and opinions? Can you look in the mirror and only speak positively-not just “good” things about yourself, but the uncomfortable adjustments required to be better?

 

Okeeba Jubalo has taken it upon himself to create a visual voice for those made invisible in America’s social, economic and political infrastructure.(source)

 

His show was part of Transcendence, a Black History Month celebration of art, culture, togetherness and-the obvious-history.

When I walked into the gallery, I thought this hints of Basquiat-violent, graphic and almost primitive. Okeeba paints us as the caricatures found on brand-name products and their ads a few decades back. It may not be so blatant or as popular anymore, but it’s still being practiced today. Jim Crow Fantasies is an uncomfortable reminder that we’re still viewed as caricatures. Children in adult bodies. Fools. Even with the wealth of knowledge at our fingertips, we haven’t grown much from the era of Jim Crow, blackface, begging for “equality” and tap-dancing for white jesus.

I could really go into some of these pieces, but I’d like to leave it up to you, the viewers, to share your own interpretations. My little camera phone doesn’t do it justice, but I promise I tried.

As always, thanks for tuning in. And Okeeba, thank you for your necessary contributions to the art world.

 

shady

dark skin, light skin

it don’t matter, we all kin

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“shady” ©2016 KbW

and if this simple sketch was a song: