In
an effort to separate ourselves from the most undesirable penalties or events,
we vilify; it’s an uncanny, unfortunate defense mechanism but humans, humanity,
has proven it is willing to do whatever it takes to survive, even if that
survival determines the demise of another species, a dictated lesser species.
In
Gordon Park’s [I am You], an African-American man emerges from a man-hole in
the ground. The camera captures this emergence at an equivalent level as would
be someone willing to see eye to eye, wanting to see this man rising. Below our
feet, there is another world, where all things unwanted are discarded and flow
with the collective rest into the oblivion of those walking above short-term
memories.
But
what happens when someone discarded refused to be discarded, beyond that, when
the one refusing to be discarded, in their very refusal, inspire the rest to
denounce their disenfranchisement? Parks photographs the beginning of a
revolution, how it takes one of many various forms, and what appears to us a
man just emerging from a pot hole, its representation for the capitalist, adrift
in their greed, fearing a revolt, fearing a resurrection from the once
silenced.
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