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Recent graduate from The University of Georgia. FilmMaker. I have the feeling this summer is going to be the beginning of something beautiful. Follow me along the journey.

careermovesandcoffeeruns:

Selena Hill has an insatiable appetite for success. The Queens, NY native is indeed a self starter that truly understands the meaning of entrepreneurship and hard work. 

In 2006, Selena Hill created “Let Your Voice Be Heard! Radio” as a platform for college students at SUNY Old Westbury to express their views on issues within the institution and the struggles they faced as young adults. After a two year hiatus, Selena relaunched the show in 2011 as a platform for information and thought-provoking discussions that encourages listeners to express their views and equips them with the knowledge to make positive changes in society.

Let Your Voice Be Heard! Radio” is an independent, grassroots weekly talk show that is committed to informing, educating and empowering our generation.

defectiveconnections:

Todd Robertson hung up his photography career nearly 20 years ago, but one of the Gainesville man’s images seems destined to live on as it speaks to one of the nation’s most heated and enduring social issues: race relations.
No one who sees the photo soon forgets it: A small boy, about 3 years old, dressed in a child-sized Ku Klux Klan robe and pointed hat, reaches out to touch his reflection in a riot shield as the African-American trooper holding the shield looks down at him.
It was a fleeting moment away from the main action during a Barrow County Ku Klux Klan group’s rally on Sept. 5, 1992, in downtown Gainesville, and just before the little boy’s mother pulled him away.
Robertson, a 1991 graduate of the University of Georgia’s Grady College of Journalism and Mass Communication, was trying to make it as a freelance photographer then, shooting for Gainesville’s The Times, The Atlanta Journal-Constitution and other north Georgia publications.
The photo might not have been published; an editor told Robertson the staff photographer’s images were fine and they wouldn’t need his freelance shots. But once a managing editor saw the photo, the paper published it in its Sunday edition, on the front of the local news section.
Robertson’s image then picked up some notice. It won a photography award, and other newspapers, including some European tabloids, picked it up from the Associated Press wire, Robertson recently recalled.
The anti-racism Southern Poverty Law Center also noticed, and featured the photograph (with Robertson’s permission) for many years on the cover of one of the center’s publications.
“The raw, untutored curiosity of that child and the sympathy in the face of that trooper just spoke to what we are as human beings before our minds are poisoned,” said Mark Potok, a senior fellow at the law center. For years and years we have gotten calls and letters and emails about that photograph. It says something about what it means to be human.”
Recently, many people have discovered the image through Facebook and other social media.
“It’s been around a lot, but it’s seemed to pick up new legs after all these years,” Robertson said in a telephone interview.
A recent online article by The Poynter Institute’s David Griner has generated even more interest. Griner tracked down Robertson to Gainesville, where Robertson works with his father in the family business, Area Decor. The company makes and installs commercial and residential cabinets and countertops, Robertson said.
“I tried my best to make a living at (photography),” Robertson said. “I was a freelancer at the time. I was trying to build a portfolio. It’s kind of a secondary thing to me now, which kind of surprises people.”
Now married and the father of 12-year-old twins, Robertson still owns cameras, but mostly takes just snapshots, he said.
Robertson’s Klan photograph is a lot more than a snapshot, though, said Sidney Monroe, co-owner with his wife, Michelle, of the Monroe Gallery in Santa Fe, N.M. The couple moved their business from downtown New York City after the Sept. 11, 2001, terror attacks.
The gallery specializes in black-and-white prints, emphasizing documentary photography and photojournalism.
Robertson’s photo is in color, but it belongs with the Monroe Gallery’s other great images, said Sidney Monroe, who hopes to reach an agreement with Robertson to sell prints of the photo in the gallery. The photographers represented in the gallery include outstanding current and young photographers, as well as great names such as Ruth Orkin, Robert Doisneau, Alfred Eisenstaedt, Margaret Bourke-White and Neil Leifer.
“When we saw Todd’s photo, it immediately resonated with us,” Sidney Monroe said. “The image is very arresting, but also because it is sort of symbolic, and ironic because the Ku Klux Klan is still there, real as day. There’s just so much in that picture.”
The photo, Robertson said, contains a still relevant social message.
“It shows that hate is learned,” Robertson said. “Those kids didn’t know the difference between that day and any other day.”
The photographer got the name of the trooper in the photograph — Allen Campbell, now retired after a career in the Georgia State Patrol. Campbell turned down interview requests last week, but said he would meet with reporters Tuesday.
Robertson couldn’t get a full name for the little boy in the photograph.
“The only name I ever got was Josh,” said Robertson. “I’d kind of like to know what happened to him.”

defectiveconnections:

Todd Robertson hung up his photography career nearly 20 years ago, but one of the Gainesville man’s images seems destined to live on as it speaks to one of the nation’s most heated and enduring social issues: race relations.

No one who sees the photo soon forgets it: A small boy, about 3 years old, dressed in a child-sized Ku Klux Klan robe and pointed hat, reaches out to touch his reflection in a riot shield as the African-American trooper holding the shield looks down at him.

It was a fleeting moment away from the main action during a Barrow County Ku Klux Klan group’s rally on Sept. 5, 1992, in downtown Gainesville, and just before the little boy’s mother pulled him away.

Robertson, a 1991 graduate of the University of Georgia’s Grady College of Journalism and Mass Communication, was trying to make it as a freelance photographer then, shooting for Gainesville’s The Times, The Atlanta Journal-Constitution and other north Georgia publications.

The photo might not have been published; an editor told Robertson the staff photographer’s images were fine and they wouldn’t need his freelance shots. But once a managing editor saw the photo, the paper published it in its Sunday edition, on the front of the local news section.

Robertson’s image then picked up some notice. It won a photography award, and other newspapers, including some European tabloids, picked it up from the Associated Press wire, Robertson recently recalled.

The anti-racism Southern Poverty Law Center also noticed, and featured the photograph (with Robertson’s permission) for many years on the cover of one of the center’s publications.

“The raw, untutored curiosity of that child and the sympathy in the face of that trooper just spoke to what we are as human beings before our minds are poisoned,” said Mark Potok, a senior fellow at the law center. For years and years we have gotten calls and letters and emails about that photograph. It says something about what it means to be human.”

Recently, many people have discovered the image through Facebook and other social media.

“It’s been around a lot, but it’s seemed to pick up new legs after all these years,” Robertson said in a telephone interview.

A recent online article by The Poynter Institute’s David Griner has generated even more interest. Griner tracked down Robertson to Gainesville, where Robertson works with his father in the family business, Area Decor. The company makes and installs commercial and residential cabinets and countertops, Robertson said.

“I tried my best to make a living at (photography),” Robertson said. “I was a freelancer at the time. I was trying to build a portfolio. It’s kind of a secondary thing to me now, which kind of surprises people.”

Now married and the father of 12-year-old twins, Robertson still owns cameras, but mostly takes just snapshots, he said.

Robertson’s Klan photograph is a lot more than a snapshot, though, said Sidney Monroe, co-owner with his wife, Michelle, of the Monroe Gallery in Santa Fe, N.M. The couple moved their business from downtown New York City after the Sept. 11, 2001, terror attacks.

The gallery specializes in black-and-white prints, emphasizing documentary photography and photojournalism.

Robertson’s photo is in color, but it belongs with the Monroe Gallery’s other great images, said Sidney Monroe, who hopes to reach an agreement with Robertson to sell prints of the photo in the gallery. The photographers represented in the gallery include outstanding current and young photographers, as well as great names such as Ruth Orkin, Robert Doisneau, Alfred Eisenstaedt, Margaret Bourke-White and Neil Leifer.

“When we saw Todd’s photo, it immediately resonated with us,” Sidney Monroe said. “The image is very arresting, but also because it is sort of symbolic, and ironic because the Ku Klux Klan is still there, real as day. There’s just so much in that picture.”

The photo, Robertson said, contains a still relevant social message.

“It shows that hate is learned,” Robertson said. “Those kids didn’t know the difference between that day and any other day.”

The photographer got the name of the trooper in the photograph — Allen Campbell, now retired after a career in the Georgia State Patrol. Campbell turned down interview requests last week, but said he would meet with reporters Tuesday.

Robertson couldn’t get a full name for the little boy in the photograph.

“The only name I ever got was Josh,” said Robertson. “I’d kind of like to know what happened to him.”

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Gurrrl, You Just Have to Read This! The 2013 Clutch Reading Challenge

fearfullymade-locs:

searchingforknowledge:

  1. Krik! Krak! by Edwidge Danticat (Fiction)
  2. Caucasia by Danzy Senna (Fiction)
  3. Sister Citizen by Melissa Harris Perry (Nonfiction)
  4. Praisesong for the Widow by Paule Marshall (Fiction)
  5. The Upper Room by Mary Monroe (Fiction)
  6. One Crazy Summer by Rita Williams-Garcia (Children’s Books)
  7. Ugly Ways by Tina McElroy Ansa (Fiction)
  8. Hair Story: Untangling the Roots of Black Hair in America by Lori Tharps and Ayana Byrd (Nonfiction)
  9. Wench by Dolen Perkins-Valdez (Fiction)
  10. Small Island by Andrea Levy (Fiction)
  11. Half of a Yellow Sun by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie (Fiction)
  12. On Beauty by Zadie Smith (Fiction)
  13. Taste of Power: A Black Woman’s Story by Elaine Brown (Nonfiction)
  14. A Street in Bronzeville by Gwendolyn Brooks (Poetry)
  15. Mama Day by Gloria Naylor (Fiction)
  16. Parable of the Sower by Octavia Butler (Science Fiction)
  17. Breath, Eye, Memory by Edwidge Danticat (Fiction)
  18. Daughters by Paule Marshall (Fiction)
  19. Sula by Toni Morrison (Fiction)
  20. The Color Purple by Alice Walker (Fiction)
  21. Naughts and Crosses trilogy by Malorie Blackman (Fiction)
  22. Coming to England by Floella Benjamin (Autobiography)
  23. But Some of Us Are Brave by Gloria Hull, Patricia Bell Scott and Barbara Smith (Nonfiction)
  24. Annie Allen by Gwendolyn Brooks (Poetry)
  25. Silver Sparrow by Tayari Jones (Fiction)
  26. 32 Candles by Ernessa T. Carter (Fiction)
  27. The Fisher King by Paule Marshall (Fiction)
  28. Before You Suffocate your own Fool Self by Danielle Evans (Fiction)
  29. Our Black Year: One Family’s Quest to Buy Black in a Racially Divided Economy by Maggie Anderson (Nonfiction)
  30. The New Jim Crow by Michelle Alexander (Nonfiction)
  31. Warmth of Other Suns by Isabel Wilkerson (Nonfiction)
  32. Abeng by Michelle Cliff (Fiction)
  33. Brewster Place by Gloria Naylor (Fiction)
  34. The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison (Fiction)
  35. I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings by Maya Angelou (Autobiography)
  36. Black, White & Jewish: Autobiography of a Shifting Self by Rebecca Walker (Nonfiction)
  37. This Bridge Called My Back: Writings by Radical Women of Color by Various (Nonfiction)
  38. Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston (Fiction)
  39. The Skin I’m In by Sharon G. Flake (Children’s Books)
  40. The Shimmershine Queens by Camille Yarbrough (Children’s Books)
  41. Darkest Child by Dolores Philips (Fiction)
  42. The Black Notebooks: An Interior Journey by Toi Derricotte (Nonfiction)
  43. Gathering of Waters by Bernice McFadden (Fiction)
  44. Corregidora by Gayl Jones (Fiction)
  45. The Cutting Season by Attica Locke (Fiction)
  46. The Other Side of Paradise: A Memoir by Staceyann Chin (Autobiography)
  47. Are Prisons Obsolete by Angela Davis (Nonfiction)
  48. Sister Outsider by Audre Lorde (Nonfiction)
  49. Coffee Will Make You Black by April Sinclair (Fiction)
  50. Zami—A New Spelling of My Name by Audre Lorde (“Biomythography”)
  51. Black Girl in Paris by Shay Youngblood (Fiction)
  52. In Search of Our Mother’s Gardens by Alice Walker (Nonfiction)
  53. To Be Young, Gifted and Black by Lorraine Hansberry (Autobiography)
  54. Her Stories: African American Folktlaes, Fairy Tales and True Tales by Virginia Hamilton (Fiction)
  55. The Dark Thirty: Southern Tales of the Supernatural by Patricia McKissak (Fiction)
  56. Wrapped in Rainbows by Valerie Boyd (Biography)
  57. Roll of Thunder Hear My Cry by Mildred Taylor (Children’s Books)
  58. Betsy Brown by Ntozake Shange (Fiction)
  59. Kindred by Octavia Butler (Science Fiction)
  60. Baby of the Family by Tina McElroy Ansa (Fiction)
  61. Cane River by
  62. Lalita Tademy (Nonfiction)
  63. Daughter by asha bandele (Fiction)
  64. Some Things I Never Thought I’d Do by Pearl Cleage (Fiction)
  65. The Joys of Motherhood by Buchi Emecheta (Fiction)
  66. Homegirls and Handgrenades by Sonia Sanchez (Poetry)
  67. Efrain’s Secret by Sofia Quintero (YA)
  68. When Chickenheads Come Home to Roost by Joan Morgan (Nonfiction)
  69. The Collector of Treasures and Other Botswana Village Tales by Bessie Head (Fiction)
  70. The Collected Poetry by Nikki Giovanni (Poetry)
  71. Jubilee by Margaret Walker (Nonfiction)
  72. Home Girls: A Black Feminist Anthology by Barbara Smith (Nonfiction)
  73. The Secret Lives of Baba Segi’s Wives by Lola Shoneyin (Fiction)
  74. For Colored Girls Who’ve Considered Suicide/When the Rainbow is Enuf by Ntozake Shange (Fiction)
  75. Moral Combat: Black Atheists, Gender Politics and Values Wars by Sikivu Hutchinson (Nonfiction)
  76. The Hand I Fan With by Tina McElroy Ansa (Fiction)
  77. Deals with the Devil and other Reasons to Riot by Pearl Cleage (Nonfiction)
  78. Kehinde by Buchi Emecheta (Fiction)
  79. NW by Zadie Smith (Fiction)
  80. The Temple of My Familiar by Alice Walker (Fiction)
  81. Sisters of the Yam: Black Women and Self-Recovery by bell hooks (Nonfiction)
  82. Lucy by Jamaica Kincaid (Fiction)
  83. Ain’t I A Woman by bell hooks (Nonfiction)
  84. The Street by Ann Petry (Fiction)
  85. Daddy Was a Number Runner by Louise Meriweather
  86. Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl by Harriett Jacobs
  87. Women, Race and Class by Angela Davis (Nonfiction)
  88. White Teeth by Zadie Smith
  89. Black Macho and the Myth of the Superwoman by Michelle Wallace(Nonfiction)
  90. Some Love, Some Pain, Sometime by J.California Cooper (Fiction)
  91. Meridian by Alice Walker (Nonfiction)
  92. The Killing Moon by N.K. Jemisin
  93. Who Fears Death by Nnedi Okorafor (Fiction)
  94. Homemade Love by J. California Cooper (Fiction)
  95. Bitch is the New Black: A Memoir by Helena Andrews (Autobiography)
  96. Color Blind: A Memoir by Precious Williams (Autobiography)
  97. On Black Sisters Street by Chika Unigwe (Fiction)
  98. Oh Her Own Ground: The Life and Times of Madam CJ Walker by A’lelia Bundles (Biography)
  99. Yurugu: An African-Centered Critique of European Cultural Thought and Behavior by Dr. Marimba Ani (Nonfiction)
  100. Song of Solomon by Toni Morrison (Fiction)
  101. Parable of the Talents by Octavia Butler (Science Fiction)
Praisesong for the Widow was a really good novel. And I’m so glad that Jubilee is on here! I figure it’s time that Margagret walker Alexander get some love.

I’m going to try this reading challenge. Great because I just started The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison.

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knowledgeequalsblackpower:


Butterfly McQueen achieved fame primarily as a film actress in the 1940s…She was born Thelma McQueen on January 8, 1911, in Tampa, Florida, the only child of a stevedore (waterfront-related, like the loading/unloading ships) and a cleaning woman. 

She attended grammar school and cultivated her interests in music and dance. From, the Negro Youth Project to the Federal Theater Project, McQueen was able to play in many productions. Her performance in the musical “Swingin’ in Dream” brought her to the attention of David O. Selznick, producer of “Gone with the Wind.”
McQueen got great reviews for her role as Prissy, however, in retrospect, many African-Americans regretted her performance.

Malcolm X, for example, recalled feeling both anger and shame the first time he saw Prissy on screen.

However, to be fair to McQueen, she herself thought Prissy backward. She also resisted many offensive characterizations. She refused to eat watermelon in one scene and only after she made sure everyone was aware of her displeasure did she submit to the scene where Scarlett O’Hare (played by Vivien Leigh) to slap her after she speaks the immortal line

Lawdy, Miz Scarlett, I don’t know nuthin’ ‘bout birthin’ babies!

All of her subsequent roles, for the most part, were a variation of Prissy. McQueen had to “act stereotypes or starve.” 

To protest the lines she was asked to speak as a colored servant on Jack Benny’s radio program, she walked out of the studio, and when she declined similar motion picture assignments, casting agents boycotted her for more than a year. The actress retired from films in 1947. “I didn’t mind playing a maid the first time, because I thought that was how you got into the business… but after I did the same thing over and over I resented it. I didn’t mind being funny, but I didn’t like being stupid.”

She briefly returned to Hollywood in the 50s, but left again. For the next the 50 years, she did menial jobs. In 1975, at age 64, she earned a Bachelor of Arts major in Spanish and immersed herself in social welfare projects.
She occasionally still acts (as she did in “The Mosquito Net” starring Harrison Ford), however, for her stand against racist stereotyping, she was, in effect, punished by the Hollywood establishment and her acting career never recovered.
(via Black Women in America Encyclopedia)

knowledgeequalsblackpower:

Butterfly McQueen achieved fame primarily as a film actress in the 1940s…She was born Thelma McQueen on January 8, 1911, in Tampa, Florida, the only child of a stevedore (waterfront-related, like the loading/unloading ships) and a cleaning woman. 

She attended grammar school and cultivated her interests in music and dance. From, the Negro Youth Project to the Federal Theater Project, McQueen was able to play in many productions. Her performance in the musical “Swingin’ in Dream” brought her to the attention of David O. Selznick, producer of “Gone with the Wind.”

McQueen got great reviews for her role as Prissy, however, in retrospect, many African-Americans regretted her performance.

Malcolm X, for example, recalled feeling both anger and shame the first time he saw Prissy on screen.

However, to be fair to McQueen, she herself thought Prissy backward. She also resisted many offensive characterizations. She refused to eat watermelon in one scene and only after she made sure everyone was aware of her displeasure did she submit to the scene where Scarlett O’Hare (played by Vivien Leigh) to slap her after she speaks the immortal line

Lawdy, Miz Scarlett, I don’t know nuthin’ ‘bout birthin’ babies!

All of her subsequent roles, for the most part, were a variation of Prissy. McQueen had to “act stereotypes or starve.” 

To protest the lines she was asked to speak as a colored servant on Jack Benny’s radio program, she walked out of the studio, and when she declined similar motion picture assignments, casting agents boycotted her for more than a year. The actress retired from films in 1947. I didn’t mind playing a maid the first time, because I thought that was how you got into the business… but after I did the same thing over and over I resented it. I didn’t mind being funny, but I didn’t like being stupid.”

She briefly returned to Hollywood in the 50s, but left again. For the next the 50 years, she did menial jobs. In 1975, at age 64, she earned a Bachelor of Arts major in Spanish and immersed herself in social welfare projects.

She occasionally still acts (as she did in “The Mosquito Net” starring Harrison Ford), however, for her stand against racist stereotyping, she was, in effect, punished by the Hollywood establishment and her acting career never recovered.

(via Black Women in America Encyclopedia)

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classicladiesofcolor:

Hattie McDaniel, Louise Beavers

Ethel Waters, Ruby Dandridge

Theresa Harris, Butterfly McQueen

Amanda & Lillian Randolph


Actresses who were confined to and/or became popular for their servant/mammy roles. 

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