Wednesday, March 25, 2009

A Thought to all my postgrad readers:




As I read various political blogs and articles sent through my youngblackjournalists group server, I have noticed a trend in stories. Roughly, each week there is a story and/or illustration of some sort about some racist act. I can't even go in chronological order because they come in lighting speed, but to reference a few: the Greenwich village "Negro Cookie," the display in Borders bookstores of President Obama's picture next to a picture of a monkey, (not to mention the various racially implied images of our President throughout his campaign trail), and most recently, the picture of the White house with rows of watermelon on the lawn that was sent in email by the mayor of a small town in CA to all his committee chairmen. What tends to strike a chord with me most is each individuals response once the action has hit news waves and blogs: "I was unaware." Then of course a highly publicized apology follows in the days to come. But "I was unaware" seems to be the escape goat for everyone. "I was unaware that making monkey cookies and calling them "Negro Cookies" was offensive," "I was unaware that sending a picture of watermelons on the White House's lawn, (a  lawn that slaves plowed and labored over), was offensive," and "I was unaware that placing a picture of our President next to a picture of a monkey would stir some controversy among blacks." COME ON! This is 2009. Claiming to be oblivious to black stereotypes is not an okay defense in my opinion, excuse my french, but damn that!. I am sure there are few Blacks who "truly" believe racism has come to a lulling halt.  A Black president being in office does not garner ANY truth to that statement. And "I was unaware" should not be acceptable. In this millennium racism still exists in full form, it's just acted out differently. It's a much more cowardly act--witty emails and subliminal comments, backed up by "I was unaware." I'm not buying it...

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Baracking...

I came across this article in an email...


ALBANY — What up, my Obama?

In the hallways of Albany High School, that is the new hello.

If you sneeze, your friends at Albany High might say "Barack you." Goofing off in the hallway? "Barack's in the White House now" means cool it.

Presidents usually don't earn a blip on the radar of teenage American hipness. But Barack Obama's rise to the White House already has changed the way young people talk to one another. Creatively riffing on the unusual name — Baracking — is a natural progression of Obama's prominent spot in pop culture.

Along with simple phonetics, it's symbolic of young people's admiration, said Deborah Tannen, a linguistics professor at Georgetown University.

"It sounds like they are transferring their positive feelings about the person to new contexts," she said.

Obama's place in slang also is a sign that he and his ideas are becoming a part of the daily life of young Americans with a newly developed interest in politics, said Donald Hernandez, sociology department chairman at the University at Albany.

Ocasio Willson, an Albany senior, said Obama has made it cool among young people to be smart again.

He paused to sing a line from Young Jeezy's "My President Is Black" and then said it's not surprising young people use the president's name in entirely new contexts.

"It's a way to express their excitement and their happiness that an African-American is in office," he said.

Isaiah Williams was in the school's college center recently when he heard one student trying to convince another to get something out of his locker. The line of argument to motivate his friend to make the extra effort for class was easy to get: "Barack did it."

Williams said his senior classmates are drawn to Obama's triumph over the odds. A group of his friends started dressing differently on Election Day, he said, because of the president. They switched from baggy clothes to button-down shirts and dress shoes.

"Because he made it as president," Williams said, "it's almost as if anything can happen."

A Black Filmmaker's Gaze: Donald A.C Conley

Up-in-coming filmmaker/writer/poet/actor Donald A.C. Conley views the world through an artistic gaze. His experiences as a postgraduate, living in New York City serve as creative platforms for short stories, skits, and characters—including the delusional Hip-Hop/R&B artist Silky Smooth McNasty, (who is featured below). At 22, Donald lives in Bushwick, Brooklyn, where he strenuously pursues his film making career in hopes of someday seeing his name on the big screen. His short narrative “Underbelly,”—a film about a shut out high schooler and a heroin addicted prostitute bonding through their love of art, has already garnered local attention. The universal artist spoke with the Post-Grad Review about his film “Underbelly,” and his artistic gaze as a rising Black filmmaker in the industry.

~DnH~ For those of us who do not know what it takes to make a film, what is the process of shooting a film and the major steps to finalizing it?

D.C: First it begins with an idea, a story. You have to start pulling things together: getting people to participate who are interested and want to help. You need money and equipment. And a schedule needs to be put in place. Then sound, editing, re-shoots, etc…

~DnH~ What does the title of your short narrative “Underbelly” mean?

D.C: Underbelly wasn’t supposed to be the real name of the film, it really never evolved past underbelly…But it’s a term that really means the discarded portions on the bottom of the pot, which is pretty much always considered garbage. After you’ve gone through the good parts of the food you scrape it away and that represents a certain community in big cities that I feel like a lot of people consider to be the scarred portion of the pot. Not much process is being made to evolve these people. They’re pretty much considered to be taking out the garbage in my book. So I thought of Underbelly and I just tagged it on as the short term name for it, and I was going to go on to a better name, but once people started hearing about the film, the title just got tossed around so much it didn’t make sense to change it.

~DnH~ Tell me about Donald A.C. Conley growing up?

D.C: Well, I wanted to be a doctor. But I think all kids say they want to be either a doctor or lawyer or firemen. After that I really always wanted to be a teacher in all honesty. But I was also good in the arts, and I've always acted in little things like school plays and church plays here and there, but when I got into HS and I really got into acting in the school plays and on the speech team, I found that I really really liked acting. When it came time to go to college I didn’t want to pay so much money on only acting, I wanted to do something technical, so I thought about film making and a teacher of mine, Mr. Tally, was like film making is a good way to give you a hedge-way into acting if its really what I wanted to do. It's a technical art.

~DnH~ There are common tropes in your film "Underbelly" that suggests you are an African-American director, what type of artistic gaze do you have working as a Black filmmaker in the industry?

D.C: You know what, you do feel like you have obligations. I think that’s the problem with filmmakers that come from minority and ethnic groups, it's that your trying to surf around within your art but you also have everyone from your community—Friends family, constantly talking about 'Oh how we don’t have positive images,' and 'I would like to see this and I would like to see that.' At the end of the day you have an audience. Unfortunately for some [Black filmmakers] more than others, the scope of the audience gets a little limited. What I'm trying to say is I guess for the first couple of pictures ill probably be trying to depict my [Black] audience in a manner that really should alert other people standing on the outside looking in, and let them know about the issues that are going on. After that I would hope i'll get to have a little flexibility.

~DnH~ So you feel limited as a Black Filmmaker if you're not portraying certain type of movies; that your films may not get the credit they deserve?

D.C: I mean yeah…its very true, I mean I do tend to feel limited. On one hand, you walk into an office and you throw something on the desk for an executive and he’s hoping you’re giving him some clownery, cuz unfortunately black audiences view more clownery than they do films that really depict them as positive people. And that’s what the executives want. And it becomes limited. Once the [executives] start reading the work, and it becomes a positive work, now they are stuck with this alternative: 'Do I want to put realness on the screen and face maybe a financial failure?' Or 'should I keep my eyes on the prize winnings and at the end of the day i'll still be making films?' I just want my name to be said and I just want people to see I'm here. I want to be one of those directors you see on the screen and you see my name tagged along with it and it’s a must see [movie]. But I'm not intend in shoving garbage down the throats of my viewers.

~DnH~ So what’s next for the 22-year-old univerisal artist?

D.C: Hopefully the next level, getting “Underbelly” recognized and entered into some festivals and getting my name out there, and hopefully pulling an agent that has belief in my work. Outside of that trying to do bigger things and longer things.

~DnH~








Thursday, March 12, 2009

A Writer's Flow by: Danielle Hester

My Thoughts transcend
Into words and verbs of
Conjunctions and Prepositions
Phrases of Prepositions
Building intensifiers of
Subjects, objects,
Nouns, pronouns
They are rhythmic patterns that tell a story
Alphabetical, grammatical formats
Encoded words
Turned flowy prose
Storing thoughts once lingered in my membrane
Now transcribed onto a ghostly canvass remain
Expressions of inquisitive questions
Linking issues of race, poverty, gender, and all the "isms"
If they only knew how deep my thoughts transcended
First from the crescent of my pupil--Sights and observations
Marinating in  my frontal lob
Concocting interrogative words and phrases of 
How, why, when and what was?
Then lethally searching for answers in the realms of
History's wound
I write my thoughts
I thought my words
I am what they say
Combinations of oral reflections and sought out truth
Read them
Understand them
Critique me
Question me
Transcend above me