Why do I feel like I’m wearing a costume if this is my own culture
College essays and conversations with pals have me thinking about my heritage and identity, I always feel like I’m not enough of something or that I’m not doing everything I should be… I’m so very fortunate, but the mixed race experience is weird, although I think I’m thankful for it and how it’s shaped me as a person. This got way more serious than I planned it to…
Golden Spike National Historic Site.
Where the east coast railroad met the west coast railroad in May 1869. Just watch “Hell on Wheels!” Before this was built, if you wanted to go from NYC to San Fran, it would take 3-6 months! Either by boat or wagon train, so I think this place was pretty cool. All those road photos are actually the original railroad grade, built by Chinese, Irish, & African Americans- and they did it all with hand tools! Like, they carved out mountains so a train could pass through.. They took the actual tracks out cos the railroad found a more efficient route- this place was literally in the middle of no where. Like, the closest thing was a NASA rocket testing site, haha!
On June 19, 1982, a young Chinese American man named Vincent Chin was brutally beaten to death in Detroit, Michigan. Vincent had been at his bachelor party with friends at a local suburban bar when Chrysler superintendent Ronald Ebens and his stepson Michael Nitz insulted Vincent: “It’s because of you little motherfuckers that we’re out of work.” Ebens and Nitz were found guilty of manslaughter and charged three years of probation, a $3,000 fine, and $780 in court fees without spending a day in jail.
The murder of Vincent Chin became a pivotal point for the Asian American community and is often considered to be the beginning of the pan-Asian civil rights movement.
#NeverForget how the justice system failed us. Never forget the name #VincentChin.
They’re all here! I took it upon myself to create an illustration of a Mythological creature or character for every letter of the alphabet, trying to span across a multitude of cultures and creature-types. Another thing I wanted to accomplish with this project was to find some the more unusual and/or obscure creatures that don’t get as much representation in artwork. Individual Tumblr Posts with said creatures’ descriptions are below.
Again, I’ll be making this into a small run of books as a way to test the waters. If there’s more demand for a larger run, I’ll definitely be looking into it!
In 2009, an exhaustive study published by sociologists at Princeton Uinversity found that when measured on an all-things-being-equal basis, Asian Americans were required to score at least 140 points higher than whites on standardized tests, in order to qualify for admission into top universities.
Chinese people didn’t see therapists. Spend $100 to tell a stranger your problems? Are you crazy? Why, yes, maybe I am. But I don’t know because my mom won’t give me the money to see a shrink. Western psychology and “seeing a therapist” (especially one that you have to pay megabucks by the hour to tell your secrets to) is still a completely foreign concept to people of my parents’ generation who believed seeing a therapist would prevent you from getting a job. And mind you, my parents were born in America.
I really enjoyed this documentary — you sort of wonder in the beginning how the subject warrants 70+ minutes, but then it turns into this really interesting briefing on Chinese-American history and smart take on authenticity. Streaming on Netflix. (Be sure to order Chinese takeout before you watch it.)
A story that has never been told, Chinese American Exclusion/Inclusion illustrates the often overlooked Chinese experience at the heart of American history. The New York Historical Society’s landmark exhibition will be on from September 26th until May 2015. This exhibit highlights the lives, achievements, culture, struggles, and diversity of Chinese Americans from the 18th century to today.
Please help the New York Historical Society in conveying the richness of our lived experiences. The Many Faces page on the exhibit’s website offers an opportunity for Chinese Americans to tell their own stories. The New York Chinese-American community is invited to share a story and photo. Submissions may be featured in the exhibit or online. Click here to share your story.
Why don’t you ever ask an African-American what it feels like to know that the “standard” American is white?
Why don’t you ever ask a third generation Chinese-American what it feels like to know that a first generation Swedish-American will be considered more “American” than him?
Why don’t you ever ask an Indian-American with an accent that deviates from the norm what it feels like to have her pronunciation corrected every single day while a white person with the same manner of speech gets accepted for having a “regional accent”?
Why don’t you ever ask a dark skinned girl what it feels like to know that the only time her presence will ever get acknowledged in the media is if she’s playing the role of a victim or a temptress?
Why don’t you ever ask a hijabi what it feels like to have other people debate her right to wear what she wants to wear, and refuse to even acknowledge her own opinion on the issue?
Why don’t you ever ask us what it feels like to not be white?
Why don’t you ever ask?
I couldn’t fall asleep so I wrote this down instead…(via angryhijabi)
If you told me two years ago that my work would primarily center around a contemporary Asian American experience, I would’ve said, “what’s the Asian American experience,” and “what would that even look like?”