Feast
and Famine
A
few weeks back I went to Express Newark which is a museum in Newark. Upon going
I did no research or had an interest in learning more about what I was about to
walk in to. My class toured the Paul Roberson Feast and Famine Gallery. A name
that speaks for itself, the gallery is about food; the lack of food and some
cases the overindulging of it. We were surrounded by food, fake food, uncooked
food, machines that could make food and even saw a visual of someone consuming
and spitting out liquids. The two pieces that really caught my attention was
Rap on Rice by Dominique Duroseau and Thin by Lauren Greenfield.
The
first one got my attention mainly by curiosity then gradually mentally while the next piece caught
my attention emotionally. The piece by Lauren Greenfield was about eating disorders.
The piece had pictures of women who were struggling with under-eating,
overeating, some were bigger and others looked smaller. While doing some
research I realized that Thin is a documentary This documentary, directed by Lauren Greenfield,
follows four young women dealing with anorexia and bulimia at a strict
treatment facility in Florida where they temporarily live. As the camera
follows them, Shelly, Polly, Brittany, and Alisa, ranging in age from 15 to 30
years old, have group therapy sessions, weigh-ins, and meals. The women discuss
the emotional and psychological issues tied to their body-image problems, as
each struggles to fight the urge to lose more weight.
I was drawn to these two
pieces because they’re about me. I have struggled with being an overweight
black girl for years. Even as a child I never understood why my weight and race
would always some hoe hinder me. I would miss out on great opportunities because I was
too big for my age group. Or I wouldn’t be qualified for something because I
was black. It was hard for me to understand then and it’s still sometimes difficult
for me to understand now. Of course, now, society has done a 360 Black women are
embraced. Everyone wants a piece of some Melanin. People are looking up to
black women and it’s so refreshing.
While being overweight is being
praised, growing up culturally it was frowned upon. I was the joke of the family reunions. All
my cousins would be 2 sizes smaller than me and I would be the person that everyone
wanted to talk to about. I never liked my weight. I still struggle now as a 21
year- old. So every now and again I would overeat as a coping mechanism and
then when I went on trips to Guyana, I wouldn’t eat. I would have the smallest
plated amongst my cousins who were half my size. I would force myself to lose
weight every time I went to Guyana because I knew I was being watched and
wanted something to prove.
Work Cited
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8MU43f8ElG4
https://paulrobesongalleries.expressnewark.org/event/rap-on-race-with-rice-2/
https://www.expressnewark.org/exhibits/feast-famine/
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