Black or Hawaiian? Hindu or Mexican? Indio, Mestizo, or Pardo? My family history is a question mark, an ongoing story of performing racial difference, of not fitting, transgressing, ducking, and...
Black or Hawaiian? Hindu or Mexican? Indio, Mestizo, or Pardo? My family history is a question mark, an ongoing story of performing racial difference, of not fitting, transgressing, ducking, and refusing racial and ethnic checkboxes. Yet this question-mark history becomes its own kind of X-mark, retelling the histories of colonization and immigration, crossed-out nations and crossed-borders. The technique I used in this piece is a riff off of a tapestry technique known as diagonal joins or lazy lines that cut across and break apart the surface of the fabric. These zigzag diagonal slits refuse to let the vertical warp and horizontal weft travel on interrupted. They run counter, creating holes, fissures, for something else to emerge in the fabric. In 2020, I also saw counter-fissures erupting on the streets, demanding that the U.S. contend with its conception of freedom in the wake of enslavement, of life in the wake of genocide, of hope in the wake of death? At least both my parents are brown.
Eleanor Harwood Gallery, "Intrusions", Exhibition: January 11th - February 29th, 2020 Minnesota Street Project, "Invincible Summer", Group Show, June 22nd - August 29th, 2020