Théophile Steinlen (1859 - 1923) - Siamese Cat and her Kitten. 1920. Charcoal and pastel on paper.
An indigenous Peruvian woman with her child in the Andes mountains (1930s-1940s) via r/TheWayWeWere by @froggysaysno
The Voice, 1930, and Mount of Flame, 1932, by Agnes Pelton
東條 明子 / Tojo Akiko (@akiko_tojo_sculpture)
How Anti-Blackness Affects my South Asian-American identity
What Solidarity, ‘Selfishness’ and Anti-Blackness Look like from a Queer Desi perspective
Baltimore Riots Reveal Blatant Anti-Blackness in the South Asian Community
On Confronting and Resisting Anti-Blackness in Ourselves & In Our Communities
The Revolution Starts with my Thathi: Strategies for South Asians to Bring #BlackLivesMatter home
Bringing it Home: South Asians Talking to Our Parents About Sureshbhai Patel, Police Brutality, and Black Lives Matter
The Need for Black-South Asian Solidarity by Lavanya Nott (1/14/2016)
Freedom to Dissent from Delhi to Ferguson by Meghna Chandra (2/16/2016)
Vijay Prashad’s chapter on South Asians & anti-Blackness in The Karma of Brown Folk
Everybody was Kung-Fu Fighting by Vijay Prashad
Hip Hop Desis: South Asian Americans, Blackness and Global Race Consciousness by Nitasha Sharma
Desi Hoop Dreams: Pickup Basketball and the Making of Asian American Masculinity by Stanley I. Thangaraj
The Secret History of South Asian and African American Solidarity by Anirvan Chatterjee
Why Black Lives Matter in Pakistan by Junaid S. Ahmad & Darakshan Raja
South Asians for Black Power: On Anti-Blackness, Islamophobia, and Complicity
We Too Sing America; South Asian, Arab, Muslim, and Sikh Immigrants Shape Our Multiracial Future by Deepa Iyer
Afro-Dalits of the Earth, Unite! by Vijay Prashad (JSTOR)
It Starts at Home: Confronting Anti-Blackness in South Asian Communities — A Facilitation Guide by the Queer South Asian National Network
Towards a “Selfish Solidarity”: Building Deep Investment in the Movement for Black Lives
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I copied this from the Google Doc bc I am afraid of losing these links! Credit goes to the original creators, not me!
Black Panther Party for Self-Defense propaganda poster thread. Most of the art was drawn by artist and ex-Minister of Culture for the Black Panther Party, comrade Emory Douglas.
Julia de Ruvo
My love, The moment has come to send you a farewell tasting of earth (dry leaves, something far away and disused). I wanted to do this with lines that don’t reach the margins—often called poems—but I have failed. There are so many intimate things for your ears only that words cannot express, only the shy algorithms that amuse my breaking wave. The noble trade of poet is not for me. It isn’t that I don’t have sweet things to say. If you only knew what is contained there in a whirl inside me. But the shell that contains them is too long, convoluted and narrow. They emerge, exhausted from the journey, and in a bad mood, elusive; the sweetest ones are the most fragile and are left behind, shattered, disparate vibrations… I’m a useless medium. I would disintegrate trying to convey everything at once. Let’s use everyday words to capture the moment. […] That is how I love you, remembering the bitter coffee every morning, the taste of the dimple in your knee, the ash of a cigar delicately balanced, the incoherent grumbling with which you defend your impregnable pillow.[…] That is how I love you, watching the children grow, like a staircase with no history (and I suffer because I can’t witness those steps). Every day, it’s like a stabbing in my side, upbraiding the idler from its shell. This will be a real farewell. Five years in the mire have aged me. Now there remains only one last step—the definitive one. The siren songs have ended, and so has my inner conflict. Now the flag is raised for my last race. The speed will be such that screams will accompany me. The past has come to an end; I am the future in progress. Don’t call me, because I won’t be able to hear you. But I will sense you on sunny days, under the renewed caress of bullets. […] I will keep a look out for you, in the way a dog remains alert while it’s resting, and I will imagine every part of you, piece by piece, and altogether.If one day you feel the force of an overbearing presence, don’t turn around, don’t break the spell, just keep on preparing my coffee, and let me experience you in that instant, for al
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