EJ Hill

and everything in-between.

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lexbrownblog:

New Performance…
                                              Options
Sat. 9/27 1-5 pmSkowhegan Performs @ Socrates Sculpture ParkNYC, NYC

about it:
As a matter of self-preservation, I have navigated my daily life without thinking too much about the fact that I am black. This is to avoid the chronic low-grade sorrow that comes with realizing it is 2014, I am still unequal in the eyes of the law, my landlords, and ding-dongs on okcupid.
To constantly avoid thinking about an unchangeable, randomly assigned, and systemically disadvantageous part of one’s existence in order to refrain from despair, is to build a very strange space of absence in the mind: a sanctuary of willed ignorance to reality, and a prison of its own kind. Like Holiday Inn, it is bleak and many people have stayed there, but at least there’s cable. So it becomes manageable.
The police kill black and brown people every day for little reason other than that they exist, and it is also manageable to most Americans. However, the events in St. Louis this summer, coupled with the avalanche of videos posted on the Internet by eyewitnesses of police brutality spurred a violent re-awakening for many: racism is a cancer to society that is alive and well, and it doesn’t work in reverse.
In Options, I will navigate spaces of sanctuary in the park, and present you a guide for what handcuffs to wear – and how to have fun – when you are born to wear them. 

Friends in/around NYC: You MUST check out Lex Brown’s new work this Saturday! She’s on some real shit.

lexbrownblog:

New Performance…

                                              Options

Sat. 9/27 1-5 pm
Skowhegan Performs @ Socrates Sculpture Park
NYC, NYC

about it:

As a matter of self-preservation, I have navigated my daily life without thinking too much about the fact that I am black. This is to avoid the chronic low-grade sorrow that comes with realizing it is 2014, I am still unequal in the eyes of the law, my landlords, and ding-dongs on okcupid.

To constantly avoid thinking about an unchangeable, randomly assigned, and systemically disadvantageous part of one’s existence in order to refrain from despair, is to build a very strange space of absence in the mind: a sanctuary of willed ignorance to reality, and a prison of its own kind. Like Holiday Inn, it is bleak and many people have stayed there, but at least there’s cable. So it becomes manageable.

The police kill black and brown people every day for little reason other than that they exist, and it is also manageable to most Americans. However, the events in St. Louis this summer, coupled with the avalanche of videos posted on the Internet by eyewitnesses of police brutality spurred a violent re-awakening for many: racism is a cancer to society that is alive and well, and it doesn’t work in reverse.

In Options, I will navigate spaces of sanctuary in the park, and present you a guide for what handcuffs to wear – and how to have fun – when you are born to wear them. 

Friends in/around NYC: You MUST check out Lex Brown’s new work this Saturday! She’s on some real shit.

"We wanted to make a homage to the love and understanding there is between women," explains Zhala. "I often feel like there’s a commercial picture of women competing with each other but my relationships with women are the most comforting thing I have in my life. I have a great team, they all help me to make my vision reality."

Huge CONGRATULATIONS to my boo, the bold and valiant Roxy Farhat for another gem of a production. Shout out to Kakan Hermansson, Johanna Friedman, and of course the radiantly magnetic Zhala! Nice work y’all.

mocada-museum:

a/wake in the water: Meditations on Disaster Opening Party
August 14, 2014

Museum of Contemporary African Diasporan Arts
Curated by Erin Christovale

a/wake in the water: Meditations on Disaster is a film, video, and new media exhibition that explores the ways Black bodies experience environmental hazards and natural disaster.

Photography: Akintola Hanif
HYCIDE MAGAZINE www.hycide.com

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“There’s no point to a guy yelling, “Hey sexy baby” at me out of the passenger window of a car as it speeds past. Even if I was into creepy misogynists and wanted to give him my number, I couldn’t. The car didn’t even slow down. But that’s okay, because he wasn’t actually hitting on me. The point wasn’t to proposition me or chat me up. The only point was to remind me, and all women, that our bodies are his to stare at, assess, comment on, even touch. “Hey sexy baby” is the first part of a sentence that finishes, “this is your daily message from the patriarchy, reminding you that your body is public property”.”

My First Name Ain’t Baby: ‘Hey Baby’ and Street Harassment (via official-mens-frights-activist)

Anonymous asked: You talk mad shit about white people being racist but when was the last time you even experienced 'racism'?

black--lamb:

BOUT A WEEK AGO

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staff:

Today’s the day. The day you help save the internet from being ruined.

Ready? 

Yes, you are, and we’re ready to help you.

(Long story short: The FCC is about to make a critical decision as to whether or not internet service providers have to treat all traffic equally. If they choose wrong, then the internet where anyone can start a website for any reason at all, the internet that’s been so momentous, funny, weird, and surprising—that internet could cease to exist. Here’s your chance to preserve a beautiful thing.)