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Zanele Muholi: Paying Homage to the History of Black Women – The New York Times


Muholi, who eschews gender-specific pronouns, is co-founder of the Forum for the Empowerment of Women, which advocates for the rights of black lesbians in South Africa, as well as the founder of Inkanyiso, a collective for queer activism and visual media. Activism is central to Muholi’s photographs, work that taps into the tradition of empowerment through black self-representation. Since the 19th century, the photographic portrait has allowed black people to represent themselves as they want to be seen, not how others pigeonhole or even dismiss them. – Maurice Berger


“Too often I find we are being mimicked, and distorted, by the privileged other,” said Muholi. “We are here; we have our own voices; we have our own lives.” In this regard, the photographer wants to “teach people about our history, to rethink what history is all about, to reclaim it for ourselves, to encourage people to use artistic tools such as cameras as weapons to fight back.” – Zanele Muholi

streams of expression: Ryan Dobran – Story One (Self-published, 2014)

Source: streams of expression: Ryan Dobran – Story One (Self-published, 2014)

Sabine Miller & Carole Kim :: otoliths issue 46 of the southern winter 2017

Sabine Miller & Carole Kim

Of Music Stands and Mushroom Breaths

I imagine Arvo Part gestating in a church bell and raised by a village of solemn angels. John Luther Adams in a mushroom patch. Annie Lennox at the airport. Nina Simone, the slow current of a cypress grove. Beethoven in the foreshadow of the bomb.

My neighbor’s mother grew up in Northern Germany during the war. When she was seven, her school was hit during an air raid. The teacher took most of the kids down to the basement shelter. My neighbor’s mother ran the other way, toward where her mother worked, toward where her mother was running toward her, a small grey figure amidst the leveled landmarks.

There’s that grainy video of a group of men in Syria digging out a tiny, buried child: They’re shouting directives and Allahs, swiftly clearing around first the head then the arms…It takes about six minutes, and the child touches his eye and whimpers and is whisked away. The men cheer, a birth from and to the brotherhood of dust.

I think James Brown was the magic bean planted in magic soil. Snarky Puppy came from democracy; Miriam Makeba, magma; John Lennon, our collective dream. The girl and her mother lived long, rarely apart after that day. Ghandi said something about becoming humbler than the dust. I want to be carved by a river. Ink lines fuse and spore.

Source: otoliths

A Visual Remix –

Penelope Umbrico’s “541,795 Suns from Sunsets from Flickr (Partial) 1/26/2006,” based on user-uploaded digital images. Credit

Photomontage by Penelope Umbrico/Mark Moore Gallery

A Visual Remix –

Salamander Cove: FEATURED POET SERIES, Issue No. 1

Salamander Cove: FEATURED POET SERIES, Issue No. 1.