I’m in love with this portrait of Ivey that my friend Jane Cole shot for a photography class.
I am not.
What people don’t seem to get is that wearing another culture’s stereotypical attire and pretending you are one of them etc is akin to blackface.
Consider for a moment, what the reaction would be had this young lady donned blackface, posed with a watermelon and made a gang sign with her hands. By wearing the war-paint, posing in a headdress, and making those ludicrous gestures, this is the Native American equivalent.
Racism is never sexy.
cheers
