I captured this image at the local barbershop I attend almost at a weekly basis back home. The barbershop plays a significant role in Black/Latino culture. The barbershop has been known as the "Black Man's Country Club". Its a place where men of color of all ages go on a daily basis to get haircuts, argue about sports, and talk about women. I have practically grown up in a barbershop since I have been going to them since I was 4 years old. You can ask any Black man about that feeling after you get a fresh cut because you will walk out of the shop feeling like a new man!
Friday, December 11, 2015
Photography: Capturing my Culture
Photography
I chose to take this photograph of a young Caucasian girl and Starbucks. The stereotype surrounding the younger general of the stereotypical "white girl" always if not ever involves their obsession with Starbucks. She is looking up in awe at the sign of Starbucks anticipating her craving of the beloved coffee chain.
Photograph and My Race
I did not know how to answer to the question whether my race matter as a photographer or not. I know that for some photographers, their races definitely matters like Gordon Park who used photographs as a weapon to fight against racial discrimination against his race. I also know that there are things that shape my photos as an Asian, but it is more cultural than race. For example, my home culture, people are very conscious about their look and there is a fine line of beauty standard. Real Asian Asian like my friends in Korea do not post pictures of themselves when they are not wearing make up or not dressing up nice. However, I am sort of Americanized in that sense, I find lots of pictures of me without make up. I explored my Facebook photo albums and went through my phone, where all my records of life are. Looking at all the photos, my race, Asian, does not really matters to me as a photographer.
These two photos are me with my lovely roommies. I love them so much.
This is with my American mother and grandmother, who adopted me by heart. (Not by paper. It is technically unofficial, but we are serious about our relationship.) Race does not matter to us be a family, what matter is our heart.
This is me with my host mother and her daughter that I used to live with. Race did not matter to us to live together and be happy.
This is me with my younger brother and two friends who visited me in Philly over the summer. This is to prove that I do not neglect my own race or to show that I do have my Asian relation. Once again, they are my friends not because of their races, but because of who they are.
This is me with one of my favorite little friends. We are best friends! And there are more friends that I met while volunteering at Camden NJ.
And more friends! We often joke, "white, brown, and yellow combination"
The effect of picture, Black and White, is not intended. It is just how my friend posted the picture on facebook. I guess she thought it looked cooler making it black and white, although it could have been nicer for this assignment to have colors in the picture.
In conclusion, for me, race does not matter. What matters is what is happening in my life, and capturing all the moments with my sweetest people.
Tuesday, December 8, 2015
Andrew Heller's Photography Reflection
While I believe that the race of the photographer does
not matter, these two photographs of my best friend Samara reflect what I
believe my race as a white college student essentially looks like. On the left Samara is
smoking a wine flavored black and mild cigar near the dumpster of our smoke
free apartment complex. Now, despite the obvious white trash joke, the fact
that Samara is smoking by the dumpster reflects the extent to which many
college students like us go to relieve ourselves from the stress caused by
scenes like the picture on the right. In that photo, Samara is plugged in on
several levels. Between the music coming from the laptop, the numerous unfinished
homework assignments, the disgustingly necessary beverage, and the phone that’s just
waiting to cause a distraction, it’s totally reasonable to see the appeal in a
little self-destruction by the dumpster. Additionally, the sweats she’s wearing
throughout could reflect the laziness and comfort us privileged white kids have
become accustomed to, but I think the most consistent representation is the
active mind clearly present in both pictures.
The two pictures seen above represent my argument for why
race doesn’t matter. In my mind, we are all here to treasure the time we have
with our loved ones, and regardless of skin color, we’re all the same in the
love that we receive and pass on each day. However, the time we have is
limited. So it’s important that we save these moments as often as possible, and
photography gives everyone this grand opportunity. The picture within a picture
is one of me looking up at my late grandfather on my first Christmas. He was a
great but troubled man, and I’m looking up at him with a confused and startled
expression. Although, now that I’m older and see the many resemblances between
us, I don’t feel as surprised when I see his wild hair and big glasses. In the
other picture a family is getting their portrait taken at Everhart Park in West
Chester. Knowing I had to take pictures for this assignment, I sniped the photo
discretely as I walked by. The quality is not the best, but the fact that you
can’t immediately tell the family’s race makes my point. We know that they’re
taking a family portrait and that alone is enough.
Monday, December 7, 2015
Amber McNeila/Fun Reflection Assignment
This first image is a canvas I created using crayons and a hairdryer. I then manipulated the image by using an app to create to separate frames. I decided to make one side of the image colorful and the other black and white because I do believe that race plays a role in the photographs taken by photographers, but it is not always the direct intent. I feel that an identity or our perceptions of what our race should be are socially constructed. The rainbow colors demonstrate all the outside factors other than race, while the black and white shows the interpretation of race as one of the only factors that effects an image. I think the audience or society has a very significant role in the creation of a photograph. I chose the word imagine to represent all other factor and possibilities considered when it comes to the concept of race and construction of any photograph.
For anyone who has ever graced a Starbucks on a college campus, there is a stereotype that "basic", white girls drink Starbucks coffee. On many Instagram (social media) accounts there are pictures of Starbucks cups and hashtags such as #typicalwhitegirl #whitegirl #starbucks. As a white, female college student who enjoys Starbucks beverages, I fit this stereotype and by taking a picture to document it while in Starbucks I further ferment the idea.
I have scene an image like this one on the social media sight Facebook, however, it just so happened that my roommate happened to find a small zebra figurine in her pursue. When I saw it I instantly thought that I needed to document it. Much like the controversy of the gold and white striped dress versus the blue and black striped dress and how people saw it (google reference actually quite amusing), this zebra represents the same concept, but with race specifically. As I look at this image I automatically assume this zebra is white with black stripes and as a child I would color it accordingly. As I took this photograph, despite what I know now about race I still cannot seem to think about it as a black zebra with white stripes. I believe this may be because of my schooling, in a predominately white classroom. By no means do I think one interpretation is right or wrong, but it is intriguing that, that is how I initially perceived it. I think the important aspect to take from this photograph though is that regardless of its coloring, it is still a zebra. People are the same. Regardless of their skin color people are people and should be treated the same way. I also have it looking into the mirror to demonstrate the reflection process regarding race, photography and identity.
Lastly, is a picture of a Christmas tree. Now as simple as this image seems (mostly because of the holiday season) there is a more complex reason for photographing it. As a white female who grew up in an Irish Catholic household, I celebrate Christmas. When I took this picture I did not even think about those that were not white, female Catholics in regards to my audience. I assumed everyone would understand my picture because Christmas is apparently a well-known holiday and everyone should know a tree with lights, ornaments and giant ribbon is a representation of that, when in reality that may not be the case, which is why this image reflects my race as a photographer.
Photo Project
I chose
this set of photos because race is a very charged subject that always causes
opposition, but it is an opposition that needs to be addressed. The pieces all
start on different sides of the board, but as the game progresses, they all are
given the chance to move closer together. But even as they move closer together
there is conflict, and that conflict causes pieces to topple. The power of
photography, in this case, is that the frame restricts the full scope of the
game by showing only individual pieces. The white pieces may appear to be in
power in the final photograph, but that is only because the frame zooms in on
the one instance that the black pieces are shown in a state of weakness. It is
only when we pull back the frame that we find that that weakness is not a
representation of the whole board, and that race is not a game where one “side”
is put into checkmate.
Lyndsay Tipton - Photo Assignment
This photograph is of a stack of the rings that I wear on a daily basis. The one that is on the top is a Claddagh ring. I wear this ring due to my Irish heritage. The heart is representative of love, the hands of friendship, and the crown of loyalty. I believe that this photograph speaks to my race and my heritage as the photographer because of what the ring symbolizes for me.
This photograph goes along with the previous one. This is a close up of my hand. In addition to the rings that I wear, I also have a four leaf clover tattooed on my finger. I got this tattoo to represent my grandfather who is Irish and happens to have an uncanny knack for finding four leaf clovers amidst weeds. I think this photograph is representative of my race and heritage for the same reasons that the first photograph was, its symbolism for me.
This is a photograph that I took of my sister. Her red hair has always reminded me of our Irish heritage and the photograph in the background is a scene from Ireland. I think that this photograph is representative of my race/heritage for similar reasons as the first two photographs were.
This last photograph is a little bit different from my previous ones. I was actually at my graduation party talking about this photo essay when my best friend (pictured above) told me I should take a picture of her because she exemplified the typical "white girl" stereotype: wearing Uggs and a North Face jacket, while holding her brand new iPhone 6. This sparked a conversation about different stereotypes among races and why they come about, which is why I think this photo is representative of my race as the photographer.
Tuesday, November 3, 2015
Alex Deliso -- Annotated Bib no.9, 10, & 11
Observation:
There is an African woman with a shaved head wearing a Superman T-shirt. She
has her arm behind her back, and lightly grips the bicep of her other arm with
it. She is looking at the camera, but her body is angled slightly towards the
right (from the camera’s perspective). Because of her shaved head and the
position of her body, it is difficult to determine her gender unless closer observations
are made.
Inference:
What stands out to me the most about this image is how an African woman is
invoking the symbol of an “invincible” white icon (Superman) that was created
by white men. A part of me also thinks about how modern audiences are more
inclined to accept heroes of different backgrounds nowadays, which has provoked
Marvel to begin a storyline for an African American Spider-Man. As for the
image in relation to the class’ topics, this appears to be a woman that is
taking a bold move for self-expression. Despite this, her posture is conflicted—she
almost appears to be proud, but there’s still hints of doubt in her stance. This
even shows in the interpretations from others, as shown in the article Passing and the Politics of Queer Loss
Post-Apartheidm where it says: “ ‘Contrary to media reports,’ she went on
to claim, ‘I was not even aware as to whether the “bodies” in the images were
of men or women or both for that matter.’ …Muholi’s photographs do trouble the
distinctions between men, women, ‘or both for that matter,’ and there is a
powerful sense in which lesbians can only enter recognizable representations as
‘crude misrepresentations of women masquerading as artworks’ ” (39) The
inability to have a distinct role in society may be part of the conflict that
is reflected in her works.
Observation:
This image appears to be set in a library that has many bookshelves lining the
walls. On top of those bookshelves are statues of various men and women. The
foreground objects are a fancy desk and chairs, and a number of men are
standing/sitting in different spots around the room. Only one of them in
African (American?) and he is facing off-screen, as if he is trying to ignore
them. In a doorway on the rightmost side of the image, a few women (maids?) are
standing and watching the scene.
Inference:
The African (American?) man in the center-rightmost part of
the picture is the focal point because everyone is facing in his direction. Some
of them appear to be mocking him with their apparent applause, because the look
on his face does not look like a positive expression. Yet, at the same time, a
part of me feels that this could be genuine applause, but the reception to it
is negative and unwanted. In an interview that was published in Yinka Shonibare: on hedonism, masquerade,
carnivalesque and power, Yinka discusses her vantage on this paradox of perspective:
“…there’s a kind of complicity on my own part that I need to explain: what I’m
doing is not so clear-cut. People might assume that I have a total critical
distance from my practice, but I don’t think that’s the case; it’s more complex
because, on one level, I challenge the denial of my African background. In
other words, a part of my work has to do with visibility—with my own attempt to
make my origin visible” (Enwezor 2). This “challeng[ing of] the denial” certainly
is complex, and even when the creator intends an image to convey something,
that message may be misconstrued or misinterpreted and turn out to be something
else altogether.
Observation:
There are three frames, each of which divide up a single image of a woman lying
down on what appears to be a bed. Various kinds of patterns on the bed itself,
and the main design of her dress is yellow and white stripes, while the lower
part of the dress is pink with various colored patterns along it. The pillows
and curtains are elegant and blend into the background. The woman is staring at
the camera in the first frame, and her skin appears to be tattooed throughout.
Inference: What
stands out to me is how this image is fragmented. Fragmented images indicate a
movement along the whole, larger image—the eyes travel in between the gutter (a
comic term for the gap in between panels) and sense a shift in perspective each
time they see a new border. What this also does is draw more attention to each
individual piece or part of the image. Essaydi even brings up this idea of
confined spaces in her artist’s statement: “Traditionally, the presence of men
has defined public spaces: the streets, meeting places, places of work. Women,
on the other hand, have been confined to private spaces, the architecture of
the home. Physical boundaries define cultural ones, hidden hierarchies dictate
patterns of habitation. Thus crossing a cultural threshold into prohibited
‘space’ in a metaphorical sense can result in literal confinement in an actual
space” (Essaydi, 1). In this sense, the artwork within the frame is also
defined by the frame. The space that the frame is contained in can either
accent certain qualities, or restrict them to the point that they begin to lose
their function. In the case of this particular image, I believe that the frames
accents each part of the photograph, because if the frame was centered and only
the one ‘whole’ image existed, then we would lose the focus that each frame
brings because our eyes would be trying to scan the whole image at once.
Amber McNeila/Annotated Bibliographies 9,10, and 11
Zanele Muholi
Miss D’vine II
2007
2007
Observation:
The image is a color photograph. There is a woman standing in the right-center of the frame. From a photographers perspective this could be considered implementation of the rule of thirds, by not placing the image directly in the center. The woman is wearing a shorter dress which appears blue and green on the bottom half. The top half is much more intricate and looks almost like lace, however it is difficult to tell with such a dark dress. She is not wearing and jewelry. Her high-heeled shoes are bright orange-red color and they really stand out in comparison to the rest of her outfit. The woman's hands pull her dress out to both sides almost like she is about to curtsy. Her legs are covered in some sort of reddish liquid, perhaps blood? It is mostly on her shins and part of her upper left thigh. Her expression reflects sadness or some sort of discontent. As if she is embarrassed.The sunlight in this picture does not emulate her face, but instead highlights her body, especially her collar-bone area. The background to this area is very dry. The land is a blondish color with tall reed-looking plants or perhaps dried out tall grass directly behind. It reaches to about the top of her thighs. The ground is littered with all sorts of debris or trash. The sky, however, is a bright and light blue, complementing the tall grass.
Inference:
Zanele Muholi's photography is eye-opening and to be completely honest I probably wouldn't have looked into her or the subject matter had I not been assigned it. Muholi is from South Africa, a black woman and a lesbian. She primarily speaks about the idea of women who were raped and portrayed as criminals as much as they were survivors. It was almost as if rape could cure their sexual orientation and change their mind-set to live the stereotypical life of an African woman. She states, "Curative rapes, as they are called, are perpetrated against us in order to make us in 'real' and 'true' African women--appropriately feminine, mothers, men's property" (Thomas 46). As for the red liquid by research led me to believe it to be blood because of the brutality these women faced while struggling to survive within their grotesque and static society.
Most of her photographs feature women who have stereotypical characteristics of men. They are not smiling, nor do they dress in elaborate clothing and jewelry. I intentionally chose this image because it displays the "ideal woman". She is dressed in a pretty blue dressed and forced to wear high heels, which look a bit uncomfortable judging by her face in the picture. The whole image seems a bit disturbing. The image looks very contrived and I believe Muholi wants the viewers to see that these material items do not define or fix lesbian women, it only masks them further. Muholi also tries to portray that, "--her current photographs lies in how they both lay bare and contest the ways in which the lives of queer subjects are made invisible and their deaths ungrievable" (Thomas 36). A dress does not change anything, the material merely hangs on her body. It looks out of place with the background because it is a very intricate design, while the sky and land are bare and naked. Nothing about her is naked, not even her identity. It does not belong to her. The woman the may have once been there no longer exists. She is invisible as Muholi often claims about the women in her photographs. There is no mourning her death because she does not exist as who she once was. I know that Muholi did photograph lesbian women who did actually die from Aids or violence, but I view this photograph also in a metaphorical sense. The sense, like our reading on Alergian Unveiled, that they identity is compromised. These African lesbians are not accepted or fairly represented because people fear they will might find their inner "queer-ness"in viewing these photographs, "Seeing Muhl's photographs is premised on the exchange of queer looks and recognizing the desire to acknowledge the queerness inside ourselves" (Thomas 42).
My observation that the woman is curtsying is a demonstration of male dominance over women's power and gender roles. Women should be subordinate.
Yinka Shonibare
Scramble for Africa
Observation:
The above picture features thirteen mannequins sitting around an old wooden table. On the table there is a map of what looks like Africa and by the caption I think it is safe to assume that I am correct. The mannequins look as if they are pointing at each other and the map and debating or expressing something.Some have their arms spread out, others have them resting on the table and some even have their arms crossed. Each is missing their head. The skin tone on the mannequins is a tan color, but definitely falls more on the white side of the spectrum. Each mannequin wears a very fancy jacket and no two look exactly the same. The colors are vibrant and the patterns are exotic looking. The rest of the room is very dull. The floor is a grey color and the walls are white and bare, especially in comparison to those jackets. The most common color amongst them is green. The chairs they are sitting in look old-fashioned.
Inference:
This picture is a clear representation of the European scramble for Africa. What stands out most is that each of the thirteen bodies around the table have had their heads removed. This seems to be representative of how the colonizing Europeans viewed the inhabitants of the African territory they were recklessly dividing up month themselves. As Yinka Shonibare mentions on page 163, the Europeans saw "some kind of dichotomy between Africa and Europe- between the 'exotic other' and the 'civilized European'". The headless mannequins show the European's "symbolic beheading of power" for their subjects (Shonibare 164).
An interesting facet of this representation is the patterned garments that adorn the figures sitting around the table. Because this picture is a representation of an event in Africa's history, one might assume that the clothing is similar to traditional garments, but in reality it is a dutch style. It's easy to forget that just because Shonibare is of african descent, he did not grow up in that culture. He even states, "I've never been to an African village, so the idea that i would have some connection to traditional art is quite absurd"(Shonibare, 167). Everything he knows about african culture and history comes from education outside of Africa, but one of the reasons he focuses his work on being black is cultural expectations. "If I made work about being black, I would be considered simply an artist who makes work about blackness; if I did not make work about being black, people speak of me as a black artist who did not make work about my blackness" (Shonibare 167). This is a difficult predicament for him to be in, and it explains come of the inconsistant aspects within his work, such as the Dutch patterns that the African subjects are wearing.
Lalla Essaydi
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Observation:
The image is broken up into thirds and each image is outlined with a thick black border that is not perfectly lining the edges. The image farthest to the left features the woman's legs and feet from the knee down. Her feet are completely bare. The middle image is her torso and her arm from just above the elbow to her hand. The image farthest to the right is spans from just below her breast to the very top of her head with her hair dangling to the floor. The image in it's entirety is intriguing. The woman is laying on a bed or a mattress. The sheets and blanket are covered in a gold, white and black pattern. The gold part resembles clusters of beads and the object above the white "mattress" looks like sequins or something shimmering. The woman is wearing an outfit that is a cream color with brown undertones. Her belt is very thick and completely gold, like the object below her. The same material is used in a cuff like sense around her ankles. She wears jewelry on her neck and wrists. Her skin is covered in some sort of script from head to toe. Her expression looks like some sort of discontent or maybe a tired expression. The background in all three images is the same. It features brown and dark gold squares, while the space between is filled with rows and columns of gold disk looking objects.
Inference:
Essaydi focuses much of her photography on gender roles and the Islamic culture, like Shonibare, she feels that her work sometimes contradicts itself. Most of her inspiration comes from writers and Orientalist paintings. The image, like our other works, depicts misconceptions with identity and the way the public views a photograph, a gender, and a culture. Essaydi states,
I
am very much interested in a way of becoming a bridge, because I want to make
it known that Orientalist paintings are just Western male fascination and a
fantasy. I want people to understand that. I’m not laying blame on anyone, but
I want people to acquire a different kind of seeing. I want them to synthesize
themselves with these situations where women are portrayed so they would start
seeing other things than sexual exploitation (Cheers par. 12).
The position of the females body in his image is very telling of Essaydi's concept of a bridge. The female is laying in a horizontal position with her body "as straight as a board". She is the entryway into looking at world a little differently, especially regarding gender. I find that the picture is segmented so that it forces the viewer to take on a different perspective. Essaydi seems to want us as the viewer to break down her images not from a sensual standpoint, but through a spiritual (faith) lens, a gender lens and a cultural lens. The viewer cannot take the image as just one whole concept.
The Arabic letters featured in most of her pieces are intriguing. Aside from her love of text and writing, Essaydi has thoughts on beauty as well. She claims, “In Orientalism, ‘beauty is quite dangerous, as it lures the viewer into accepting the fantasy" (Brown par. 9) Yet, I find that these words written on this woman's skin almost brand her like a tattoo. These words define who she is without her consent. She wears her culture like a second skin. The writing on her skin actually reminds me of a quote I once heard regarding beauty. "If the words you spoke appeared on your skin would you still feel beautiful?". Now as previously stated Essaydi's believes her work is contradictory and I find that it makes the viewers perception contradictory, not necessarily the intent of the photographer. The words her culture and others define her as in correlation with society's perception contradict each other. Society restricts the public than seeing her work as more than a fantasy, but if she literally wore those words like a second she may not necessarily meet those stereotypes anymore.
Work Cited:
Brown, DeNeen. "Artist Lalla Essaydi Challenges
Stereotypes of Women in Islamic Cultures." Washington Post. The
Washington Post, 5 May 2012. Web. 3 Nov. 2015.
Cheers, Imani. "Q&A: Lalla Essaydi Challenges
Muslim, Gender Stereotypes at Museum of African Art." PBS. PBS, 9 May
2012. Web. 3 Nov. 2015.
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