This has been a newsworthy week for the arts.
Folkert de Jonge at Portland Art Museum
8 hours ago
He shows that he has black friends in his videos (let's dap each other up on camera!), sports a bunch of awful tattoos, constantly refers to getting high, and displays a nice collection of sneakers.Most troubling, the video features Mac Miller wandering around an urban environment while a shirtless black teen with a boom-box follows him around. The implication may be that Miller channels authenticity as he pays homage to hip-hop's genesis in the Bronx, but it comes off as yet another instance of a white creator "speaking for" black artists. Michele Wallace writes persuasively in Invisibility Blues of how Stephen Spielberg's big-screen translation of The Color Purple neutered its relevance to the black community. There was the white writer William Dufty ghostwriting Billie Holiday's autobiography, which extended a long lineage of white writers telling the stories of black women.
If you decide to laugh, don't forget the 'humor is the bait,' and once you've bitten, you may have to do some serious chewing. The tears may come later.The way forward will not come from a yearning look back. While Boehner played with his toys in Reading, Ohio, powerful voices like Colescott were rattling cages and letting the world know that all, in fact, was not well.
To discover unexpectedly, as if for the first time, everything from a divine perspective, with it symbolic profile and vaster sense of analogy, suffused with an aura of personal identity, that is the great joy of cinema.I'd say that's a pretty good summation of why film fascinates me too.