Jean-Paul Goude is a mess. Thanks for requoting his oh-so-offensive remarks about Toukie Smith - I'm not sure enough people recall what he said. I have a tragically encyclopedic memory for things related to the history of black fashion models and Goude's exoticizing, essentializing comments about black bodies are among the most offensive. Talk about 'National Geographic aesthetic'! -Zoe in London (Love your blog so much! commented last week about ficticious white saviours in cinema).
Yeah, they really are. I think, though, I have to give Goude credit for my career, such as it is--I used to work in the art library in college, and although I was studying the history of photography my real education came from sitting in the photography section and just pulling books off the shelves and looking. That's where I first saw Jungle Fever--it certainly wasn't shown in class! It has probably been the single most influential book for me, because I was both repulsed and compelled by it. Repulsed, obviously, but compelled because it was the first book I saw that was really interested, however skewed, in looking at black women. I hate to give him credit for anything, but it's really the one I always come back to when I think of how my interests developed.
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Jean-Paul Goude is a mess. Thanks for requoting his oh-so-offensive remarks about Toukie Smith - I'm not sure enough people recall what he said. I have a tragically encyclopedic memory for things related to the history of black fashion models and Goude's exoticizing, essentializing comments about black bodies are among the most offensive. Talk about 'National Geographic aesthetic'!
-Zoe in London (Love your blog so much! commented last week about ficticious white saviours in cinema).
Thanks, Zoe!
Yeah, they really are. I think, though, I have to give Goude credit for my career, such as it is--I used to work in the art library in college, and although I was studying the history of photography my real education came from sitting in the photography section and just pulling books off the shelves and looking. That's where I first saw Jungle Fever--it certainly wasn't shown in class! It has probably been the single most influential book for me, because I was both repulsed and compelled by it. Repulsed, obviously, but compelled because it was the first book I saw that was really interested, however skewed, in looking at black women. I hate to give him credit for anything, but it's really the one I always come back to when I think of how my interests developed.
And thanks for posting!
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