“An Economy of
the first series by Kehinde Wiley entirely dedicated to the female figure,and it takes up many of the signature themes of his work:dark, urban bodies in the poses of several premodern European paintings and set against a flourishing, highly decorative background.
The series maintains all the hallmarks of a body of work celebrated for its keen understanding of both art history and contemporary street culture, their combination a global phenomenon played out on Wiley’s World Stage.
It is as
transglobal as it is diachronic; it is as saturated with true beauty and glamour as it is postured and theatrical. It is realness with a twist.Yet several key differences mark this project from the majority
those that precede it.”
As part of #targetfirstsaturday
celebrating #kehindewiley, we will be screening pbsarts’s documentary on this project. Join us at 7pm for the screening of Kehinde Wiley: An Economy of Grace and learn more about this recent development in the artist’s career.
All this fighting and uprising won’t mean shit if we ain’t right with in.
1-We need to cease the colorism. Light skin, brown skin, dark skin. Doesn’t matter. You’re black. You’re beautiful. Period.
2-We need to fall back from Christianity and recognize and acknowledge our inner god and strength that we’ve had all along. The white supremacists and racists pray to Jesus also. Now look around and tell me who’s prayers are being answered. Our ancestors died for us. Not a white man on a cross.
3-We need to recognize, love, accept, and take pride in our selves and our culture as African-Americans. What we do and who we’re is not ghetto or ratchet or uncivilized. We’re seeds that continue to prosper no matter how deep they try to burry us. We are less than half the population of America and yet, we influence the entire world. When life gives us lemons, we make a feast. Idk about you, but I believe that’s something to take pride in.
4- Cease being so inviting and welcoming of others in our space. Culture is NOT meant to be shared. Its meant to be respected. We need to get our house in order being we even consider welcoming anyone else. We complain that other races take our creations and brand it as their own without paying homage but yet we continue to appoach others with open arms. That is an issue.
5- Solidarity should not be our goal. I’d rather be respected than liked any day. I believe we’re the only ones that fights to be in someone elses space. The Asians the Jews the Italians the cubans the Arabs etc fight for rights but the rights to be themselves in their own space with their own wealth and their own identity. They don’t care to eat in the white mans restaurants or work in the white mans jobs or date and marry the white man or white women. They just want to be left the fuck alone. However, for some reason we as African-Americans continue to believe that us all living and eating together at the white mans table is the answer. That it means progress. But it doesn’t. We need our own wealth. Our own space. Our own identity.
These are my top 5 issues I see in the African-American community. We need to work ourselves from the inside out. How we gon win when we ain’t right with in?
This is the dream that died when South Vietnam fell to the communists in 1975. This is why South Vietnamese refugees now settled all over the world still bitterly mourn the loss of not just their homeland but the soaring potential of what could have been for this beautiful, refined, and rapidly advancing country.
Traditional Basque cider-house porn fest menu (from the bottom to the top): - Cod omelette (oh my…) - Cod in sautéd onions and peppers (Gods’ ambrosia) - Steak (yummyyyy) - Cheese with quince jelly and walnuts (stop it!) - Curd with honey (we’ll order four each)