When Afrocentric Art Goes Wrong.

Godspeed, you black emperor.

Friend of the Blog Veronica Marché-Miller sends us this greeting card she came across in her drugstore. Sometimes you want to tell your little space pharoah just how special he is before the ascension to bare-chested cosmic godhood — they really do grow up so fast! — but you just don’t have the words.

[Previously:  1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6.]  



Gene "G.D." Demby is the founder and editor of PostBourgie. In his day job, he blogs and reports on race and ethnicity for NPR's Code Switch team.
  • duh. this is what you give to your nubian queen after you’ve done a spoken word performance.

  • Thank uyou so much for putting this little series together. I’m an artist and was having a discussion with another Black artist friend about how limiting it is when other Black people expect our work to look like this. I was thinking of doing a parody of these paintings, but they are already parodies of themselves!

    @linda- Love your comment! :)