My Blade Runner Eyes – Folks
▻https://folks.pillpack.com/my-blade-runner-eyes
Photographer Nadya Lev was the toast of the fashion world, but it was only when she started going blind that she really learned how to shoot.
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The Good Immigrant review – an unflinching dialogue about race and racism in the UK
A successful sportsperson is a ‘good’ immigrant; only some minorities are considered ‘model’. These essays, edited by Nikesh Shukla, cast a sharp light on ‘othering’ in the UK
▻https://www.theguardian.com/books/2016/sep/22/good-immigrant-review-nikesh-shukla-britain-racist?CMP=share_btn_tw
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The Good Immigrant
Keep out, Britain is full up.
Or so goes the narrative of immigration in this country all too often. We are a country in flux – our media condemns refugees one day, sheds tears over them the next. Our narrative around immigration is built on falsehoods, stereotypes and anxieties about the diminishing sense of what Britishness means.
Meanwhile, we’re told that we live in a multicultural melting pot, that we’re post-racial. Yet, studies show that throughout the UK, people from BAME groups are much more likely to be in poverty (with an income of less than 60 per cent of the median household income) than white British people (Institute Of Race Relations). It’s a hard time to be an immigrant, or the child of one, or even the grandchild of one.
Unless you have managed to transcend into popular culture, like Mo Farah, Nadya Hussain or the other ‘good immigrants’ out there. It’s a bad time to be a bad immigrant. My conversation with Musa Okwonga about this led to the very generation of this collection. I said I wished there was a book of essays by good immigrants. He reminded of the Chinua Achebe quote, if you don’t like the story, write your own.
The Good Immigrant brings together fifteen emerging British black, Asian and minority ethnic writers, poets, journalists and artists. In these fifteen essays about race and immigration, they paint a picture of what it means to be ‘other’ in a country that wants you, doesn’t want you, doesn’t accept you, needs you for its equality monitoring forms and would prefer you if you won a major reality show competition.
The book will explore why we come here, why we stay, what it means for our identity if we’re mixed race, where our place is in the world if we’re unwelcome in the UK, and what effects this has on the education system. By examining popular culture, family, profession and the arts, we will be looking at diversity and questioning what this concept even means anymore. The essays are poignant, challenging, funny, sad, heartbreaking, polemic, angry, weary, and, most importantly, from an emerging generation of BAME writers.
Contributors to this extraordinary state of the nation collection will include: Musa Okwonga (poet/broadcaster), Chimene Suleyman (poet/columnist), Vinay Patel (playwright), Bim Adewumni (Buzzfeed), Salena Godden (poet/writer), Sabrina Mahfouz (playwright), Kieran Yates (journalist), Coco Khan (journalist), Sarah Sahim (journalist), Reni Eddo Lodge (journalist), Varaidzo (student), Darren Chetty (teacher), Himesh Patel (Tamwar from Eastenders), Nish Kumar (comedian), Miss L from Casting Call Woe (actor), Daniel York Loh (playwright and actor), Vera Chok (actor/writer), Riz Ahmed (actor/rapper), Inua Ellams (poet/playwright) and Wei Ming Kam (writer).
I’m been shouting about the need for more BAME voices for so long on Twitter. I’m glad I can finally do something about it.
▻https://unbound.com/books/the-good-immigrant
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Why I’m No Longer Talking to White People About Race
In 2014, award-winning journalist #Reni_Eddo-Lodge wrote about her frustration with the way that discussions of race and racism in Britain were being led by those who weren’t affected by it. She posted a piece on her blog, entitled: “Why I’m No Longer Talking to White People About Race.”
Her words hit a nerve. The post went viral and comments flooded in from others desperate to speak up about their own experiences. Galvanized by this clear hunger for open discussion, she decided to dig into the source of these feelings. Exploring issues from eradicated black history to the political purpose of white dominance, whitewashed feminism to the inextricable link between class and race, Reni Eddo-Lodge offers a timely and essential new framework for how to see, acknowledge and counter racism. It is a searing, illuminating, absolutely necessary exploration of what it is to be a person of color in Britain today.
▻https://www.bloomsbury.com/us/why-im-no-longer-talking-to-white-people-about-race-9781408870556
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La vision nocturne bientôt dans les parebrises des voitures ?
▻http://www.futura-sciences.com/magazines/high-tech/infos/actu/d/technologie-vision-nocturne-bientot-parebrises-voitures-60511/#xtor=RSS-8Grâce au graphène, les détecteurs thermiques pourraient être simplifiés, miniaturisés et produits à moindre coût. © Nadya Peek, CC BY 2.0, via Wikimedia Commons
La vision nocturne bientôt dans les parebrises des voitures ? - 2 Photos
Les propriétés conductrices du graphène, tant pour l’électricité que la chaleur, en font un matériau de prédilection pour la détection infrarouge. Des chercheurs du MIT (Massachusetts Institute of Technology) ont créé un capteur thermique en combinant des thermopiles au graphène et un Mems (Micro Electro-Mechanical Systems, dispositif électromécanique miniature) à base de silicium. Ce capteur traite le signal thermique et le convertit en un signal électrique. Cette configuration permet d’envisager l’utilisation de ce type de capteur pour les imageurs thermiques, l’imagerie de (...)
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#Nadya_Toto - #Prêt-à-porter - Automne-hiver 2013-2014
▻http://www.flip-zone.com/fashion/ready-to-wear/independant-designers/nadya-toto-3576▻http://img-new1.flip-zone.com/local/cache-vignettes/L600xH382/2ee13823a2f83e7f71e79ae42f513271-95ddd.jpg Photos : Jimmy Hamelin #mode
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Mad about modeling | About-Face
►http://www.about-face.org/mad-about-modeling/#more-10300A new documentary called Girl Model, which follows the path of 13-year-old Nadya, a self-proclaimed Siberian “gray mouse” and “ordinary girl” who gets plucked from a sea of other lithe hopefuls by an American mercenary model scout and sent to Japan to try to make it big, is making the rounds and winning accolades at prestigious festivals worldwide—and totally bumming me out.
Oh, I don’t take issue with the fact that the documentary film exists. Nope. My beef is that it verifies just how much our culture still promulgates the notion that for girls, being a model (or in many cases at least looking like one) is the be-all-and-end-all. The top. The best form of existence a woman could hope for. Of course, it’s an age-old myth, but ever since the heyday of the original supermodels of the ’80s and ’90s (Claudia! Christy! Cindy! Naomi! Linda!), it’s been increasingly intense.
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At this point two generations of women (Gen Xers and Millennials) have been brought up in a world where models are among the most celebrated and most financially well-off women in the world. So is it any wonder that many of them (cue Russian cattle call of skinny, fair teens) want it for themselves?
The first time I came across this passionate desire to model was with, well, myself actually. Growing up in New York City, just blocks from the Ford Models headquarters (which was home to Christie Brinkley, Carol Alt, Kim Alexis, and Cheryl Tiegs, to name a few), I noticed early that if a girl was able to say she was a model—to advertise that she had earned that cultural stamp of approval that meant she was certifiably beautiful—that she seemed more valuable.
Other girls wanted to be like her (even though they might have hated her) and most guys, of course, wanted to date her. So I set out on that path, too (Luckily, I learned early on in my modeling career that I didn’t like “playing a part,” which is, er, pretty much what models do… so I cut bait).
But when I landed as an editor at YM magazine in the late 1990s, I was shocked to learn (via e-mail and letters sent in that included photos of teen readers in their bathing suits, or even school portraits shot in bad lighting) how many other girls nationwide were dreaming the same dream.
One example still sticks with me today: it came from a reader who wrote in that she was quitting volleyball (her passion!) because she was worried that a ball could hit her face and ruin her chances of being discovered at the mall. She knew, she wrote, that Kate Moss had first been scouted at an airport and was hoping for similar good fortune.
