Ethnocentrism is the tyranny of Western aesthetics. An Indian mask in an American museum is transposed into an alien aesthetic system where what is missing is the presence of power invoked through performance ritual. It has become a conquered thing, a dead “thing” separated from nature and, therefore, its power.
Modern Western painters have “borrowed,” copied, or otherwise extrapolated the art of tribal cultures and called it cubism, surrealism, symbolism. The music, the beat of the drum, the Blacks’ jive talk. All taken over. Whites, along with a good number of our own people, have cut themselves off from their spiritual roots, and they take our spiritual art objects in an unconscious attempt to get them back. If they’re going to do it, I’d like them to be aware of what they are doing and to go about doing it the right way. Let’s all stop importing Greek myths and the Western Cartesian split point of view and root ourselves in the mythological soil and soul of this continent. White America has only attended to the body of the earth in order to exploit it, never to succor it or to be nurtured in it. Instead of surreptitiously ripping off the vital energy of people of color and putting it to commercial use, whites could allow themselves to share and exchange and learn from us in a respectful way. By taking up curanderismo, Santeria, shamanism, Taoism, Zen and otherwise delving into the spiritual life and ceremonies of multi-colored people, Anglos would perhaps lose the white sterility they have in their kitchens, bathrooms, hospitals, mortuaries and missile bases. Though in the conscious mind, black and dark may be associated with death, evil and destruction, in the subconscious mind and in our dreams, white is associated with disease, death, and hopelessness. Let us hope that the left hand, that of darkness, of femaleness, of “primitiveness,” can divert the indifferent, right-handed, “rational” suicidal drive that, unchecked, could blow us into acid rain in a fraction of a millisecond.
Gloria Anzaldúa, Borderlands/La Frontera: The New Mestiza
Opening Thursday, May 7th at Roq La Rue in Seattle, Washing in Lauren Marx’s solo show, “American Wilderness.” The animals in Lauren’s work are bits and pieces of their own universe where “the birds are stars and insects are dust” and so and so forth, each interacting with the others; morphing and dissolving into compositional metaphors for life, death and the sublime.
I’ve been wanting to submit this one for a while, because I loves me some Goya, and I personally find it a bit more interesting when there’s an artist I recognize on here.
In 1796, José María Álvarez de Toledo y Gonzaga passed away. His wife, María Cayetana de Silva, retreated to her estate in Sanlúcar, Andalucia, and Goya went with her. He stayed there for a year or two, and his art of the time captured several domestic moments in the estate. The two images above include María de la Luz, a young black girl who lived with the duchess.
I can find very little information about María. Most sources say that the Duchess, who had no children of her own, adopted her (one even gives the year of adoption as 1795). However, some simply say that María lived in the household, or that the Duchess took her under her wing, or had “virtually adopted” her. I believe she was born in Havana in 1793, the daughter of a slave woman, and according to one source the duchess emancipated her (María, not her mother). When the duchess wrote her will, she included María, along with several servants and Goya’s son, Javier. And that’s about all I can find.
Francisco José de Goya y Lucientes, La duquesa de Alba teniendo en sus brazos a María de la Luz (“The Duchess of Alba holding María de la Luz”), 1796-1797. Sanlúcar Album / Album A. India ink wash.
Francisco José de Goya y Lucientes, La Beata con Luis de Berganza y María de la Luz, 1795. Oil painting.
A century after being proposed by physicist Albert Einstein, scientists have made the first detection of gravitational waves – massive celestial objects on the move causing spacetime itself to ripple – a historic discovery that opens up an entirely new way of studying the cosmos.
The detection was made by the twin LIGO interferometers on Sept. 14, 2015, located in Livingston, La., and Hanford, Wash., just two days after the system was significantly upgraded to boost its sensitivity.
It’s pretty much impossible for designer/Stop It Right Now blogger Jayne Min to ever look terrible. With her effortlessly cool style and no-care persona, this modern fashion icon has no problem rocking the Over Washed Sk8-Hi’s. How would you rock them?
Something I fucking hate about this site is that it popularized the term “latinx” which I get it was for the purpose of being inclusive or whatever, but shit dude, that’s a Spanish word. I don’t know the pronunciation in Portuguese, French, or Italian, but the word means a descendant of a romance language speaking nation that were former European colonies. It’s a Spanish word, and in Spanish, its either masculine or feminine. It goes against tumblr’s fucking PC agenda and what not, but regardless, its a Spanish word. And in Spanish, when referring to a large group of people, of mixed genders, it’s supposed to take the masculine pronunciation of the word. A group of Bolivian women are Latinas, and most Guatemalans are Latinos. Whether you like it or not, Latino/Latina isn’t native to English. It’s a borrowed word. And y'all second and third generation niggas use it freely, and it makes y'all forget the language of your people. It deconstructs the Spanish grammar and eventually dilutes it into garbled nonsense. So stop using “latinx” and use the actual word, because forreal, that’s damaging second and third generation Latinos by making English the dominant language in the mind, and making the beautiful Spanish language fade out into a couple of cool phrases and vocabulary to spice up your English. Practiquen el español, y paren la mierda. Apprenden como hablar bien, coño. Quite frankly, y'all bitch about white washing Latino people, when y'all can barely ask for directions in Spanish and shit.