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.