When I want to embrace my blackness, I immerse myself in artworks that depict the beauty in the normality of black life. The warmth they convey touches my chord and makes my “fee..
Walking down Rivington Street to get in front of the Autograph ABP gallery is quite a shock. From the carefree hipster crowds of Old street and Shoreditch to what’s left of the m..
Talking with photographer Ivan Forde, you realize he is constantly pitching himself into an unknown future that he makes up as curiosity dictates. He’ll tell you that he came to ..
During AKAA, the first contemporary art fair in Paris dedicated entirely to African culture that takes place every year in November at the Carreau du Temple, I had the pleasure o..
Everybody is talking, constantly. In the era of informational double standards, the fittest survives, the end justify the means and mics are always switched on, though common sen..
My recent, unforgettable and inspiring five-month journey into Africa led me to both the voodoo festival in Benin and the incredible Nigerian metropolis of Lagos. There, I could ..
Two-strand twists. Locs. Box braids. Afro puffs. Teeny-Weeny Afros. All hairstyles, but so much more.
Black hair is deeply political. Women’s hair—arranged in intricate, often..
Malick Sidibé passed away yesterday April 14 at the age of 80. Some years ago I happened to find some of his shots and it was love at first sight. Images that today still awaken ..
Sometimes you have so many questions it is almost impossible to answer them. So what do you do? You meditate, wait, closely listen and then BAM! You finally answer once and for a..
Humans of New York is my favorite Facebook page. A real go-to. A vending machine spreading humanity like no other on social media.
It’s the room of the people. That room where..