Tim Howard replaces Bob Marley in the Freedom Riders, because AMERICA. You’re all: “But, G.D., what about Nelson Mandela there in the back? He wasn’t American neither!” But that’s not Nelson Mandela. It’s Uncle Ben. Nice try, troll. Just as the foundations of the American hegemon rest upon the fruitless toil of the Negro, so Read More
When Afrocentric Art Goes Wrong Archives
Most art historians consider this the most exemplary piece in Your Cousin’s red period. Nonetheless, many feel that her other pieces — most notably Michelle Obama Rubbing Amiri Baraka’s Feet After An Asteroid Impact — are more technically sophisticated works. When asked about her inspiration for The Poet And POTUS, Your Cousin said that it was her interpretation Read More
Last Saturday I left my home in bumblef*ck Virginia to participate in the March on Washington Anniversary festivities in DC. I didn’t really know what to expect, outside of there being lots and lots of my people out in the streets, marching for justice and jobs and other important social issues. And while I knew Read More
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: Read More
The posthumous superteam could be its own subgenre of mawkish black memorial art.
What’s up with pairing President Obama with unicorns? via Regretsy; h/t BitchPhD
As far as can be surmised, this is a Tyrese Gibson original. From his Twitpic: This came to me in a DREAM it’s MALCOLM-X Baptizing TUPAC and it’s called “WHAT IF” A lot of questions ran through my mind, What if they met? What if they had joined forces to empower black people? What if?? Read More
Do note that Muhammad Ali is in the foreground while Nelson Mandela (in a suit jacket and tie) is playing the back. But it doesn’t matter: whoever’s on the wrong side of this posse* has got a righteous ass-whipping coming. [Via reetamac.] *Hey, ‘member Posse? Oh, you don’t? Quick: let’s trade lives.
Last night, Brokey and I were attempting to one-up each other by pointing out cheesy, hackneyed displays of Afrocentricity. (You know what we mean: that dreadlocked-Jesus-on-the-cross-ass stuff.) I offered up this. She countered with this. I came back with this. And she came back with …well, see for yourself. “Wtf is goin on there??!” she Read More