Too much of a coincidence
Saw this at Uppity Negro and had to share:
Your Negro Tour Guide
Who You AreBy Kathy Y. Wilson
You are eavesdropping. If we all spoke honestly to an unseen documentarian about gender, race and class, our diatribes would be manipulated by the seer's conceptualization of us. But it'd be little more than a schizophrenic filmstrip of whom we are when no one's looking and whom we assume we're projecting when we're certain someone is.
Is the gaze half full or half empty? Regardless, does it depend on the truth for fulfillment? Whose: the looker, subject or recorder?
Una-Kariim Cross opens shutters, presses "record," leaves nothing but residue in [P6: Okay, check the name] Prometheas' Visual Inversion: A Life Less Ordinary, her master thesis show currently in ArtWorks' Time Warner Cable Gallery downtown. (The show closes Friday with a reception at 6-9 p.m.)
[P6: Now check the purpose]"It's an examination of what it would be like if people communicated without the filters of stereotypes, materialism and fear," says Cross, a Lansing, Mich., native getting a master's degree in fine art from UC's College of Design, Art, Architecture and Planning.
Man, even the title of the article fits my week so far.