thescurfofworse:

gailsimone:

newlevant:

Hi! I’m stoked to present my thesis comic, If This Be Sin, based on the life of Gladys Bentley. It’s for sale on Gumroad! You can download the 16 page full-color PDF for $2.

Gladys Bentley, was a blues singer, piano player, and drag king who performed bawdy tunes in Harlem nightclubs throughout the 1920s and ’30s. Despite the social obstacles she faced as a black, openly queer woman, her outrageous and energetic act became a mainstay of the Harlem cabaret. In 1952, under the oppressive social conditions of the McCarthy era, Bentley publicly renounced her previous identity and claimed to have found happiness as a feminine housewife.

Gumroad is super simple to use, you just have to enter your credit card number and you’ll be sent a direct download, plus Gumroad will email you a link to re-download it if you ever lose track of the file.

FOR EVERY 100 NOTES, I’LL GIVE AWAY A DIGITAL COMIC TO A RANDOM TUMBLR USER so please share if you can! (Within each 100 notes, only people who reblog are eligible for a free copy.)

Thank you and I hope you enjoy the comic!

This looks amazing!

OMG FANTASTIC. 

one of my favourite humans, is this Gladys Bentley.

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ladyfresh:
love NPR
vintageblackglamour:

Joyce Bryant by Carl Vechten. 
By all accounts, she had real talent, but the focus was on her sexy image despite her undeniable soprano (with 4 octave range). Once dubbed the “black Marilyn Monroe,” constant mentions in Walter Winchell’s gossip column made her a star and she was widely considered the first dark-skinned Black woman to be considered a sex symbol inside and outside of the black community. 
Joyce earned nearly $1 million at her peak, but her upbringing in a very strict Seventh Day Adventist home left her feeling guilty about sex and her sexy image.  According to Dorothy Dandridge’s biographer Donald Bogle, Dorothy pulled Joyce aside after a date in still-segregated Miami Beach and asked for advice on negotiating her nightclub fees (“What do you do? How do you get ask?)  She was also very impressed with her stage presence (“How do you walk up on that stage and stay as calm as you are? It seems so easy for you.”)
After a series of trying events, Joyce Bryant left show business at the top of her career and returned home and to the church. She worked with the church for 20 years, singing, ministering to the poor, enduring sexism and lies from people who were less than forgiving about her past. Finally, disappointed with the people in her church, she left and eventually made her way back to the stage. After doing opera in Europe, South America and the New York Opera Company, she had a successful cabaret run in the late 1970s and 1980s.

ladyfresh:

love NPR

vintageblackglamour:

Joyce Bryant by Carl Vechten

By all accounts, she had real talent, but the focus was on her sexy image despite her undeniable soprano (with 4 octave range). Once dubbed the “black Marilyn Monroe,” constant mentions in Walter Winchell’s gossip column made her a star and she was widely considered the first dark-skinned Black woman to be considered a sex symbol inside and outside of the black community.

Joyce earned nearly $1 million at her peak, but her upbringing in a very strict Seventh Day Adventist home left her feeling guilty about sex and her sexy image.  According to Dorothy Dandridge’s biographer Donald Bogle, Dorothy pulled Joyce aside after a date in still-segregated Miami Beach and asked for advice on negotiating her nightclub fees (“What do you do? How do you get ask?)  She was also very impressed with her stage presence (“How do you walk up on that stage and stay as calm as you are? It seems so easy for you.”)

After a series of trying events, Joyce Bryant left show business at the top of her career and returned home and to the church. She worked with the church for 20 years, singing, ministering to the poor, enduring sexism and lies from people who were less than forgiving about her past. Finally, disappointed with the people in her church, she left and eventually made her way back to the stage. After doing opera in Europe, South America and the New York Opera Company, she had a successful cabaret run in the late 1970s and 1980s.

atribecalledgoodbreed:

Neil Kenlock is a British- Jamaican photographer and entrepreneur based in London. For the past 20 years his work has documented the culture of Jamaicans living and visiting the UK. In 1979 he co-founded Root Magazine, the UK’s first black glossy lifestyle magazine. After the sale of the magazine in 1987, Kenlock later went on to become co-founder of Choice FM Radio, the UK’s first radio station broadcasting to the Black Community. Kenlock’s work is showing at the Tate Britain as part of the exhibit Another London through September 16, 2012. This exhibit brings together 180 classic twentieth-century photographs taken of London between 1930-1980, by International photographers, highlighting the diverse culture & views of the city. 

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racism in quebec’s student movement

for people who are like “say whaaaaaaat” about my earlier posts about racism in quebec’s student movement, here are some of the best articles i’ve seen that address these issues:

reblog and add your own!

new post up at the blog about how fucking amazing eartha kitt was.

new post up at the blog about how fucking amazing eartha kitt was.

fuck OBEY…….. and banksy too, while we at it

bad-dominicana:

the plagiarizing-ass, faux-street, corporate-dummy andre the giant/OBEY/shepard fairey can kick rocks. people who root for these wanna-be street artists usually dont know jack shit about the history of street art and dont bother to find out shit about shepard faireys known plagiarism among graff writers.

rooting for the fuckin millionaire posers who jack all the smaller, lesser known REAL street artists (andre’s dad is a publicity big wig and got him an in at corporations—he faked the funk the whole way and doesnt even do his own art, usually, most of the time he pays others to take the risk, the fuck is that shit?! hes a rich kid who got everything handed to him and gets credit for taking up POC’s art—- street art that gets them killed and jailed, and white boys like him venerated, w people of all colors wearing his hats and clothes that say “OBEY”. yeah thats the last person you should be fucking patronizing w such appeasements to their ego—a poser fucking plagiarist, appropriative upper class spoiled white boy? please DONT obey at all.),

observe all the “street cred” him and banksy get as they get as they go home to sleep in the comfy ‘burbs and lofts after all their exaltation for shit that gets the real innovators of that art form criminalized? banking on other peoples struggles and genius is what they are famous for. 

think about how 2 uppity white boys are the faces of street art…an art form started by POC.

what they are cheered on for is simply poverty tourism (coz for their types, visiting poor urban areas is what gives them cred, as if we dont fucking live there all the time), straight out plagiarism of artists of colors revolutionary images in addition to the appropriation of street art (in Obeys case and mind you he bit F.U.K.T.s line entirely too back when he first started. i cant even find links to it but if you dig you will find it) and urban cultural appropriation. shepards retort was he donates to african children and collabs w black people so he can steal as much as he wants from POC (including native american and other *tribal* prints to profit off w his clothing line).

come the fuck on. dudes the epitome of everything thats wrong w corporate-sanctioned art.

people act like hes “genuine” and “credible” and show off his tees like theyre counterculture when youre just rooting for the racist fucking system in the end. :|

reblogging to add links and more details: i’ve been thinking about this a lot lately, talking to graffiti artists in quebec city and thinking about the graffiti and stencils around the student strikes. but back to fairey: just the other day i saw a teenage kid with a hat with ganado print on it and was so dumbstruck to see the logo for OBEY on the back of it. and then i used magical google and realized they are some of the worst offendors when it comes to marketing their shit as “navajo” when it sure ain’t. just in case you need some illustrations for the more recent OBEY fuckery:

OBEY “navajo socks

OBEY outpost shirt with “custom navajo embroidery” (my fucking ass)

OBEY “navajo dress”
i could go on and on but you get the point. this shit ain’t navajo, and marketing it as such is illegal, uncool, and borderline racist.

just a few instances where shepard fairey has ripped off other artists/photographers:

great article here at justseeds.org:

shepard fairey, white entitlement and corporate interests (feb 2009)

monsieur-j:

André Courrèges 1968 Collection - Vogue Paris

monsieur-j:

André Courrèges 1968 Collection - Vogue Paris

bowfolk:

rabbleprochoice:

pantslessprogressive:

something-quiet:

Courtesy of this facebook page. So excellent.

From the photos [credit: Grace Fallen Photography]:

  • “If you can’t trust me with a choice, then how can you trust me with a child?”
  • “‘No self-respecting woman should wish or work for the success of a party that ignores her success.’ - Susan B. Anthony, 1872
  • “Would you kill your wife to spare your fetus?”
  • “I don’t own a womb, and I don’t want to own anyone else’s!”
  • “‘No woman can call herself free who does not own and control her own body.’ - Margaret Sanger”
  • “Every baby wanted/ Every mother willing/ Pro-choice”
  • “Legalized abortions were not the start of women having abortions. They were the end of women dying from unsafe and unregulated abortions. Don’t go backwards!”
  • “This is not a theocracy. Keep your myth out of our government.”
  • “Things that belong in a uterus: IUDs, babies, hormones. Things that do not belong in a uterus: religion, laws, men, ‘persons,’ misplaced moral outrage”
  • “In Oklahoma, 3,429 children are already awaiting adoption (most recent statistic: 2009)”

This is a really awesome photo set. I can’t pick a favorite.

Love,

Rabble

There are no POC.

this is one of those posts i try hard to ignore. real hard. half the people on my dashboard who i’ve seen reblog it have been critical, the other half have been loving it. it’s hard to ignore THIRTY THOUSAND NOTES but hey, it gives me a great occasion to map out how this is pretty representative of what is wrong with “third wave” feminism.

heeeeeeeeeeeey look! it’s a bunch of white ladies using quotes from white first wave feminists who were classist and racist! margaret sanger allied herself with the klu klux klan. yes, she made important steps towards access to birth control, but namely because she didn’t want the “wrong kind” of people making babies - disabled people, first nations people, black people, poor people. susan b. anthony was hardly perfect either.

i could go on, but i’m going to stop myself there: this is not a criticism of the people who made these posters. or their choice to protest. it’s more that this is the kind of pervasive “feminist message” that gets out there and sticks. it’s something that made me really tune out of the “feminism lite” that i see going around on tumblr - there is so much space for posts like these ones, of relatively little substance, celebrating white cis women, and very little space for real conversations about MY FEMINISM WILL BE INTERSECTIONAL OR IT WILL BE BULLSHIT. i’m talking about bell hooks’ definition of white supremacist capitalist patriarchy, because these posters really only seem to be challenging the “patriarchy” part of the formula. which needs to be challenged, of course! but it’s not enough to JUST do that, over and over and over.

i know i’m holding my breath if i’m waiting for the days i’ll see sherene razack quotes challenging islamaphobic racist feminists getting thousands of notes on tumblr, but that’s not the point. the point is what resonates. what pretty packaged feminism makes the ‘rounds, and what earth-shaking, mind-blowing, absolutely essential and important feminism stays in books and the ivory tower.

it just reminds me of how young third wavers who are so into social media who will always have their sacred cows of feminism, when criticisms of kathleen hannah or courtney love or jessica valenti or fuck, even madonna, are seen as “mean, personal attacks.” why riot grrl wasn’t, and isn’t, enough. when your version of feminism constantly erases trans people, is heternormative, but loves dan savage.

when your version of feminism tokenizes poc on the rare occassion it includes them.

when your version of feminism will use ableist slogans without batting an eyelash as to whether you’re making an effort to challenge how accessible your movement, events, or protests really are.

when your version of feminism will villify chris brown ad nauseum, while giving white musicians and actors who have done equally horrific things a passing grade. aren’t we working to end gender and racial violence?

when your version of feminism will pass around reading lists of middle class white women.

even my own criticisms here are still centering the white feminist experience. i could go on and on and talk about the incredible people who have worked, and are working hard to dismantle this version of feminism in people’s minds. midwives in rural regions who won’t ever get statues in major cities celebrating the work they did to give women autonomy over their own bodies. women who passed down traditional knowledge of reproductive systems, and whose stories have been largely erased by voices like margaret sanger.

we shouldn’t have to ask you to work on this. this should be a given. i’m getting increasingly fed up with having to challenge people on this shit. my feminism will be fucking intersectional or it will be bullshit.

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catzandcunts:

Homygawd

catzandcunts:

Homygawd

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Baby whether you’re high or low… I had a bit of fun with this one:

Janelle Monae, Mad Men, it had to come to this eventually. With glasses, a cross between Harry Crane and Pete Campbell. The result is teddy boy.

This one enlarges slightly:

Experiments hair gel led to this. I tried…

SO GOOD.