Aug 24,2014
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Anna May Wong's Certificate of Identity, August 18, 1924, National Archives at San Francisco.

She was born Wong Liu Tsong in 1905 in Los Angeles to a Cantonese-American family that had lived in America since at least 1855. However, being an American didn’t matter in a time when people of Chinese descent were being heavily legislated against. Beginning in 1909, any people of Chinese descent entering or residing in the US, regardless of the country of their birth, had to carry a Certificate of Identity with them at all times. Even at the peak of her fame, Wong still had to carry papers like the one above to prove she was allowed to be here. Read the rest of the article.

Aug 23,2014
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Opera singer Kiri Te Kanawa, 1967

Aug 23,2014
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Remnants, Decay, and Ruth. 

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Aug 23,2014
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Artist: Gabor Szabo
Trackname: Stormy

Aug 22,2014
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One of my favorite times of the year African Festival of the Arts where there’s so much love!

Aug 17,2014
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 Mo’ne Davis

Aug 16,2014
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Trackname: Stepping Into Tomorrow
Album: Stepping Into Tomorrow

Aug 16,2014
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Mickalene ThomasShow Me What You Got, 2011

Aug 16,2014
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“You will not be able to stay home, brother./You will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out./You will not be able to lose yourself on skag and skip,/Skip out for beer during commercials,/Because the revolution will not be televised.”
— ― Gil Scott-Heron
Aug 15,2014
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It’s been an incredibly difficult five days with what’s happened in what I look at as my back yard. Last night watching the live feeds of what was happening in Ferguson, MO was absolutely unbelievable and I spent the entire night refreshing twitter feeling total shame and despair.

Today though, across the country there were little glimpses of light shining from within this very dark tunnel. Being consumed by this level of anger feels exhausting, and take that with an incredibly huge grain of salt because that’s just what I, with the privilege of being a white male, am capable of feeling. I’m not capable of comprehending the real pain. At today’s NMOS14 demonstration in Chicago, an incredible number of people gathered on short notice. The assembly was peaceful. We listened to people express their hurt, their hope, their anger, and their drive to change things. Once my camera died (again, short notice on this rally), I biked straight to my computer to share the solidarity- if only here in Chicago.

I know this isn’t really the stuff I normally post on here, but I figure the one time I’m literally crying while taking pictures is probably a good time to post stuff. My gratitude goes to everyone organizing today, and not just here but everywhere.

Aug 13,2014
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A protestor in Ferguson, Missouri tosses a live teargas canister right back to the cops, while holding a bag of chips in his other hand.

Aug 13,2014
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“Critics generally don’t associate Black people with ideas. They see marginal people; they see just another story about Black folks. They regard the whole thing as sociologically interesting perhaps, but very parochial. There’s a notion out in the land that there are human beings one writes about, and then there are Black people or Indians or some other marginal group. If you write about the world from that point of view, somehow it is considered lesser. We are people, not aliens. We live, we love, and we die.”
— Toni Morrison
Aug 12,2014
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Self-portrait. Kinshasa. 1975. Photo by Studio Less Lema Mpeve.

Aug 12,2014
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Aug 12,2014
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Men’s Style Through the Artist’s Eyes Series (Part 3): Barkley L. Hendricks