It’s refreshing to finally be in a place where my height is considered average, for once. Except for the stray Caucasian visitor, of course. But then I realized that everywhere I turned, the advertisements seemed to place me in New York City, not Hong Kong. They feature white models. Of course, I thought at first, [...]
Death Fugue
Paul Celan, translated from German by Michael Hamburger
Black milk of daybreak we drink it at sundown
we drink it at noon in the morning we drink it at night
we drink and we drink it
we dig a grave in the breezes there one lies unconfined
A man lives in the house he plays with the serpents he [...]
Yesterday, I did some shopping. As I was leaving a store, leaving the store, two white women walked in. As I stepped over the threshold of the shop, one turned around and said, “Do you work here?” I turned around, propping the door open with my shoulder. “Nope,” I replied, and left.
Yeah, all the people [...]
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Eyes Wide Open (Epicanthal Fold). April 2008. Approx. 14″x14″, block print.
A lot of derogatory remarks are made towards E. Asians (the ones with epicanthal folds) because of our small eyes. Just because I have smaller eyes doesn’t mean I can’t see.
So it’s official. Vogue Italia is having an all-black issue.
Let’s hope they get it right, and not wrong.
I find it interesting that the Vogue UK blurb first calls it an issue that will “feature only non-white models” and then says the issue will be “featuring black models.” Non-white = black?
Blatant racism, immaturity, physical harassment, annoyance, further disturbance of my already-damaged ears. Oh, the joys of public education. Wait, and I thought I was in a good school system? This city/town is nationally ranked for a good education system, and the school has repeatedly won national awards and has an obscene number of Presidential Scholars. [...]
[Edit] <start sarcasm> Or, Free Speech: It Really Sucks. [/edit]
“That’s ridiculous,” I turned away from my computer screen, lips curled in a sure-to-be-disgusting snarl. Like so many Americans, I depend on my computer to escape from every day worries. Too much homework? No problem, I’ll just go surf through some blogs to take my mind [...]
New photo.
Self Portrait. 2007. Approx 2.5′x2.5′, oil on Masonite.
Norman Mailer died. I have The Executioner’s Song checked out from the library, and I have put it to the top of my list of books to read. I need a catalyst to do things, and death seems as good as a reason [...]
You Take It Out of the Dryer This Minute!
Indian dude sitting outside laundromat: It wasn’t a baby! It wasn’t a real, white baby!
Blonde: It was a genuine baby!
–Greenpoint, Brooklyn
via Overheard in New York, Nov 5, 2007
There’s so much wrong with that quote. It’s almost insinuating that a baby has to be “white” to be “real.” [...]
