For all its good intentions, “Harlem On My Mind” is so predictable and perfect a statement of the white-liberal attitude as to be a grotesquely funny self-parody. […]
For all its good intentions, “Harlem On My Mind” is so predictable and perfect a statement of the white-liberal attitude as to be a grotesquely funny self-parody. […] It is impossible to discuss the “problems of photography criticism” as though they were clearly formulated and widely agreed-upon issues, consciously faced by a diversity of critics familiar with each other’s relative positions, and known to an audience engaged in active observation of critical interactions and the concepts emerging therefrom. This is very far indeed from being the case. […] Tools cannot and should not ever be considered neutral. Whether tangible (a hammer and nails) or intangible (any given language), tools encode assumptions and biases, some unconscious and some not, built into them by those who invent and refine them. Those assumptions and biases are sometimes idiosyncratic but almost always cultural. […] |