Over the last month I’ve spent time on multiple devices, using multiple strategies to catch up with the now scattered members of Concerned Black Image makers (CBIM). And as a national pandemic overwhelms the USA this interview connects the dots of Black voices who are creating new images for seeing ourselves doing blackity-black things, despite the […]
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Photographers on Photographers: Gioncarlo Valentine in Conversation With Andre D. Wagner
The idea of the artistic canon is and will always be one of great controversy and debate. Whiteness has been the defining voice in appointing art and artists as important enough to be considered for entry, while Black artists and scholars have been the dissenting voice in redefining and reifying these very considerations. I think a lot […]
Akea Brionne Brown in Conversation with Colette Veasey-Cullors
I met Colette Veasey-Cullors during my sophomore year of undergrad, while studying Photography at MICA. She was one of only 2 professors of color I had in my entire collegiate career. She quickly became a mentor and is someone I hold dear to my heart. Her wisdom, honesty, drive, and constant dedication to the community […]
Photographers on Photographers: Nick Drain in conversation with Alanna Fields
I cannot remember where I first encountered the work of Alanna Fields, but I can tell you what I do remember. It was in 2019, and like what has seemingly become the norm for all of my encounters with new work, it was probably on Instagram— likely a post showcasing Alanna’s thesis work upon the […]
Photographers on Photographers: Saleem Ahmed in Conversation With Baljit Singh
Baljit Singh and I are Internet friends. We haven’t met in real life, nor do we really message each other all that often. I only know her through the details that she shares — the visuals she posts and the words she writes. I think we sort of just admire each other’s work from afar. […]
Photographers on Photographers: Al J. Thompson in conversation with Rashod Taylor
I can intensely recall the Saturday afternoon when I saw what would become my first vehicle. The smell of newness mingled with precision as it trickled up my nostrils. It is a familiar bond, having for the first time, eyeing Rashod Taylor’s poetic photographs of his immediate family—mainly his son. It still feels new, as […]