#asianamericanwomen

[chasingcrystal]

Happy International Women’s Day! Do you know a strong woman? How does she empower you? Shout out to all y’all supporting me and hanging out with me on my journey. Your words of encouragement lift me up on the hardest of days. Thank you for being my ally. The world is better because of you. Photo flashback to crossing the border from Austria to Hungary. Don’t worry, ya girl is still an ice cube in Ireland 🧊 #chasingcrystal #strongwomenlifteachotherup #asianamericanwomen #asianwoman #solofemaletraveler #mototour #mototouring #bikerchicksofinstagram #ladyriders (at Europe) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cpif97SvyxS/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[wongliutsong]

From 1935: Paul Robeson, Anna May Wong, Eslanda Goode Robeson, Hsiung Shih-I, Mei Lanfang, Wang Shiao-lou 2nd photo: Paul Robeson, Anna May Wong, Mei-Lanfang Both photos by Fania Marinoff, actress & wife of Carl Van Vechten (photographer); from the Beinecke Library If you’re in the United States & you’re eligible to vote, please exercise your right to vote today. ⁣ .⁣ .⁣ .⁣ .⁣ .⁣ #oldhollywood #oldhollywoodstars #representationmatters #asianamericanhistory #asianamericanart #stopasianhate #stopaapihate #asianamericanwoman #asianamericanwomen #asianamericanhistoryisamericanhistory #asianamericancreatives #paulrobeson #blackhistory #civilrights #blackhistory365 #annamaywong✨ #classicactress #annamaywongtribute #silverscreen #annamaywongactress #annamaywongstyle #oldhollywoodglamour #annamaywong1930 #annamaywongpic #annamaywong💎 #oldmovies #classicmovies #annamaywongforever #annamaywong #annamaywongrealness https://www.instagram.com/p/CktbY9oPa9s/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[harvardfineartslib]

Today’s post is from Naoe Suzuki who works for the Fine Arts Library. She is the person who develops our social media posts. She is also a visual artist. The Fine Arts Library stands with Asian American and Pacific Islander communities (AAPI). We condemn hate crimes against Asian communities and stand in solidarity with our staff members, colleagues, students, researchers, and the artists in AAPI communities.

“In the early nineties when I was a college student in a suburb outside Boston, my car was vandalized on the campus parking lot at night. All the windows were smashed, every single wire and tube in the front was cut and dismantled, and there was a message scratched on the side of the car, “KKK was here.” My registration card, which I kept in the glove compartment, was left on the passenger seat, as if to warn me that whoever did this knew who I was and where I lived. The campus police officer to whom I reported the incident, who was in the dominant group, refused to file it as a hate crime. Despite my pleading and the obvious evidence, the incident was only filed as vandalism. I was not offered any kind of emotional support from the college, and I lived in fear for my safety for many months.

The rising violence against AAPI communities and especially the Atlanta spa shootings reminded me about this incident that happened thirty years ago. I felt great pain and grief for the victims, but I also remembered the fear.

The question over whether Atlanta spa shooting was motivated by racism or sexism is absurd to me because racism and sexism are always entwined for women of color, and especially for Asian women. I hear too many times that Asian Americans are too quiet, shy, or not loud enough to report or talk about these crimes. Perhaps, this may be partially true, but, when I did raise my voice, it was dismissed, erased, and disregarded. I keep seeing this happening over and over again, not only with our voices, but with our bodies too.

According to the data released from Stop AAPI Hate, out of nearly 3,800 anti-Asian incidents from March 19, 2020 to February 28, 2021, 68% targeted women.[1] To this day, the Atlanta spa shootings are not classified as a hate crime.

During graduate school, my artwork was vandalized when I showed a piece as a work-in-progress before my thesis show. I thought it was racially motivated, but I was told that there was no evidence. I displayed larger-than-life-size prints of figures. The figures were not specifically Asian, but the perception of some viewers was that they were Asians. The prints were ripped, but I was able to repair them and still include them in my thesis show. At that time, my work focused on Asian identity and I often incorporated my experiences as a Japanese woman. Invisibility/visibility of Asian bodies and voices was also important to me. Today, we are still grappling with the invisibility of Asian people. The piece for my thesis (the last image) was called Perpetual Self Discipline, which also spoke to the model minority myth, self-discipline as something that many people of Asian descent may be familiar with.”

Image 1 & 2: My History not my memory Naoe Suzuki [artist] Xerox transfer on Japanese paper 10 'x 15' 1999

Image 3: Perpetual Self Discipline  Naoe Suzuki [artist] Xerox transfer on Japanese paper, cast glass of dumbbells and video, Size variable 1996 - 1997

[1] https://secureservercdn.net/104.238.69.231/a1w.90d.myftpupload.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/210312-Stop-AAPI-Hate-National-Report-.pdf

[hernamewasluna]

All forms of discrimination eventually fall on women’s shoulders the most. Sex and race cannot be divided, all social justice veterans (female and male) as well as revolutionary feminists acknowledge this. Source The Guardian, text @blackilocks #aapiheritagemonth #asianaustralian #asianamericanwomen #asianamericans #asianamericanreaders #iamnotavirusbutracismis #irunwithmaud #irunwithahmaud https://www.instagram.com/p/CAVCFr6hr_k/?igshid=gk865b08m1ei

[publicnoticedesign]

“Carnal Orient” - 2016 

[moastories]

In the image of my mother

By: Kashiana Singh

In the image of my mother

I can bask in the sunshine of

of watching my mother halt

her day—

after she was done carving

meaning into our lives

as she etched our days

with syntax

of lunch boxes

with storytelling

under whirring fans

with petulant warmth

of a fresh casserole

with newly learned

dessert platters, sweet

with nights offered on

her lap, birth scents

with lessons crafted

from filigree of aches

with mystery found

in garnet drops, shapely

with clicking tic tac

of long knitting needles

with bookshelves

encased in first words

I remember relishing a few moments

of crying into her diaphragm

listening—

her voice a clasp around our lives

her hair swirled in a prosaic bun

shaped like a cloud, introspecting

she came alive, play-acting scenes

from famous silent movies

I half remember relishing her voice

sashaying into our bland rooms as

it hummed, sang, scolded or stayed

just stayed. silently.

I indulge, in remnants of her fading image

palpable, the pot boils over as if rebuking

me, I roll up my

hair into a rare bun

her syllables inhabiting me

from an unnamed distance.

About the author: When Kashiana is not writing, she lives to embody her TEDx talk theme of Work as Worship into her every day. She currently serves as Managing Editor for Poets Reading the News. Her newest full-length collection, Woman by the Door is coming out in 2022 with Apprentice House Press. 

[fujidreskin]

Eyyyy we reached our goal on Kickstarter y’all!!!!! 🎉🎉🎉 😆😭💖🙏🏼 It’s been incredibly heartwarming to see everybody show up and support us. I can’t thank you enough for helping to make my mother, June’s dream a reality. I’m so proud of her for going after this ambitious project and putting in her all to make this film. It’s been a long, challenging road and she’s beat the odds. So many talented people came together to create something special because of her, her vision and dedication. 🍙⚔️⚡️We still have 2 days left of Post-Production Kickstarter! If you would like to be part of the project too, please visit the link in my bio to become a backer! All funds will still go towards production costs. These dope photos of me were taken by @tongkatt BTS Director of Photography and friend, during the filming “Dirty Rotten Tofu and the Gohan Girls”. They captured so much stunning footage and photos, I did my best to do justice to them in editing/post. I know this increased our fundraising abilities and raised awareness of this film many times over. Thank you Cheshire, I’m so grateful for your being on this project and that we connected. 🖤🖤🖤 By the end, I was wearing Mochi’s hat and had a proud layer of dust and splatters of prop blood on me. After we wrapped, I said goodbye to a truly special cast, crew and set. I’m a sucker for a cool set and there was so many great details on this one thanks to the hard work of @rebeccabertot @d_glenn and @missingreceipt ! More photos of the set soon. Check out our BTS videos on the Cowgirl Sushi Productiins feed @cowgirlsushi if you missed it! #independentfilm #filmmaking #producer #coloradofilm #behindthescenes #bts #asiansonfilm #asianactors #asiansinfilm #womenfilmmakers #womeninfilmandtelevision #asianamericanwomen #kickstarter #kickstagram https://www.instagram.com/p/CYkstQ9M38i/?utm_medium=tumblr

[forgettabledreamer-blog-blog]

Woodblock print

[chasingcrystal]

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A post shared by Crystal 🐱| Solo Motorcycle Travel (@chasing.crystal)

Let me tell you a personal growth story about Being Bold:

The first time I applied for Klim’s Ambassador program, I got rejected. The second time I applied, I got accepted. YES. Excited to see wherever this moto journey takes me. I’m all in. Everything on black.

Rejection isn’t failure. Failure is giving up. And we don’t give up here, do we? Not when we drop our bike, not when we have a door slammed in our face. What matters is what we do when faced with rejection.

Be Bold. Head down, put in the work.

@klim@klimmotorcycle@klimwomen

[pandaerica]

Super duper late in doing this, but #CHALLENGEACCEPTED @mara19__ 💜. I had to do a bit of research to even figure out what this trend was about. I suppose I’m not too into following trends or bandwagoning for the sake of “supporting” a cause simply by posting a selfie. So, in order to put out something more worthy of value to me, I broke the rules, as I tend to do, and added some color doodles to make this more of an artist’s self portrait. I want it to symbolize my hope and dreams for my future. I want it to represent that I am always looking forward, ahead of me, constantly striving to better myself as an artist and as a fellow human being. 🌟 This social media challenge originally started a few years ago to help raise awareness towards breast cancer. 💖Since breast cancer has directly affected me and my family this past year, I want to encourage y’all to consider donating to either the Breast Cancer Research Foundation, the American Cancer Society, or the Susan G. Komen organization. Help keep strong women alive, donate to a cause that is close to YOUR heart, and find ways to make a real difference in others’ lives. 💜✌🏽👸🏾 • • • #WomenSupportingWomen #WomenLiftEachOther #WomenEmpowerment #BreastCancerAwareness #StrongFemale #StrongWomen #PandaErica #selfportrait #artistsofinstagram #nomakeup #allnatural #filipinoamerican #asianamericanwomen #asianamericanwomenartists https://www.instagram.com/p/CFisABPn5dW/?igshid=1o50npu7pze7z

[harvardfineartslib]

This is the Part II of life and career of Ruth Asawa.

Asawa and her husband and life-long partner, Albert Lanier, had six children. A close friend and photographer, Imogen Cunningham, often captured Asawa working alongside her children in her home. One of Asawa’s daughters, Aiko said, “We always saw her making art, it was part of her everyday existence. I never thought of her making art as a separate activity. To us, she wasn’t working. We didn’t have to be quiet so she could concentrate. Her artmaking space was always in our house…”

Asawa was a strong advocate for social change and devoted much of her time and energy toward art education in her community in San Francisco. Asawa and her friend, Sally Woodbridge, founded The Alvarado School Arts Workshop, an innovative art program that involved parents and professional artists in public schools.

Asawa’s vision was strongly influenced by her own experience at the Black Mountain College, and she believed that it was important for young students to work directly with professional artists. Asawa served on the California Arts Council and the National Endowment for the Arts, and become a trustee of the Fine Arts Museums of San Francisco. In 1982, she was instrumental in founding a public arts high school, which was renamed the Ruth Asawa San Francisco School of the Arts in her honor in 2010.

“Learn something. Apply it. Pass it on so it is not forgotten.”- Ruth Asawa. (Summarized from Ruth Asawa’s website.)

Asawa used metal wires to weave her own stories into her art, and she did so with great curiosity throughout her entire life. Her wire sculptures are intricate and strong, complex and simple, all at the same time. Awasa wove her art intimately into a life rich with family and community, and her life in turn was intertwined with her art—they were inseparable.

Image 1: Front cover

Image 2: Ruth Asawa and her children at home on Saturn Street, San Francisco, 1957, Imogen Cunningham

Ruth Asawa : life's work Edited by Tamara H. Schenkenberg; essays by Aruna D'Souza, Helen Molesworth, and Tamara H. Schenkenberg. St. Louis, MO: Pulitzer Arts Foundation, 2019 HOLLIS number: 99153758428703941

#RuthAsawa #AsianAmericanArtist #AsianAmericanwomenartist #AAPI #AAPIheritagemonth #AAAPI #AsianAmericanandPacificIslanderHeritageMonth #HarvardFineArtsLibrary #Fineartslibrary #Harvard #HarvardLibrary #Librariesofinstagram

[vivianvintage8]

She beautiful! That smile. I can tell from her photo... She's adventurous, strong, smart and kind. Would have loved to know her. I bet she was a good friend to many. Does anyone else look at vintage photos and imagine what it would be like to know the people in them? June 1959 Beauty Queen Nisei Week Queen Candidate Tsukida, Los Angeles #1950sphotography #1950sphoto #blackandwhitephotography #vintagephotography #beautyqueen #womenofthepast #womenofyesteryear #asianamericanwomen #asianamericans #1950swomen (at Vivian Vintage 8)

[publicnoticedesign]

Détourning Asia / America with Valerie Soe - TRAILER

[moastories]

Head Up. Heart Strong.

By Meg Naughton

My mother (right) and I during our last trip together. Seattle will always hold a special place in my heart.

Someone close to me told me right after my mom was diagnosed with cancer to get ready to see the beauty that life has to offer. It sounded ridiculous and insane at the time, as all I could see was the fear and pain of preparing to lose my mom, but I listened. I found that after I heard his messaging, I realized that the beauty of life is overlooked because we are so busy in our lives and we don't allow ourselves the time to see the lessons that the world is trying to teach us. The most beautiful moments in our lives live within the brutal moments of the pain, loss, and loneliness that we experience, but we forget to look for them. This reflection has allowed me to look at my life in completely different eyes and has allowed me to view the events in my life as beautiful and full of life's greatest lessons.

Everything changed for me in August of 2016, when my mom was diagnosed with stage four pancreatic cancer. My heart sank with fear and devastation, but I sucked up my tears and told her, "Head up, heart strong, everything will be ok." I knew at that moment that I needed to become her caretaker as she had been for me and that the road of our relationship was coming to a drastic change.

The months following were filled with chemo treatments, oncology appointments, tests, and blood transfusions. Those months were hard for all of us, but I kept singing our mantra, "Head up, heart strong, everything will be ok." After 8 months of chemo, my mom decided that she could not continue with chemotherapy, and her oncologist agreed that her body was not tolerating it well. The following month, my mom went in for surgery to attempt to slow the progression of her disease. Her surgery took over thirteen hours as they kept finding more and more cancer.

The following two months, I stayed by my mom's side as she lived in the hospital. Her recovery was brutal as she seemed to get better and worse each day. I stood up for her when she needed something and learned to care for her from the nurses that stayed with us. They taught me to change bandages, give IV medications, and how to report the things that the doctors needed to hear. They taught me to mother my mother.

On July 19th of 2017, we received the news that my mom's cancer was everywhere in her body despite the months of recovery after her surgery. Cancer had spread to her liver, her kidneys, and even the fluid around her lungs. I stayed with her that day, and we talked about what this news meant to her and how I could support her, but her weakened state made talking difficult for her. I decided to go home for the evening and come back in the morning so that I could take some time to process all the news without affecting her own processing. At 3 am my phone rang with the news that my mom's body was starting to shut down. Had I known that cancer would begin to take her life so quickly, I never would have left her side. I was upset with myself for leaving her, and I cried the whole drive to UCSF. When I arrived, she was on a ventilator, and her hands were already cold. I told her I loved her, and I kissed her as they took her off the machines allowing her to go peacefully. This moment was beautiful, but every bit of anger, sadness, and loneliness tried to take it away from me.

I choose to look at the months leading up to my mom's death with the lesson that my friend gave me of looking for the beauty of life in the most brutal moments that we experience. If I let the anger of losing my mom overwhelm me, I forget the color of nail polish that she chose the last time I took her to have her a manicure. If I let the sadness of watching her die overwhelm me, I forget the way her laugh made rooms of people smile. If I let the grief and sorrow overwhelm me, I forget the way she would say, "I love you." So I don't let these feelings overwhelm me and instead remember to look at the beauty of all the lessons that she taught me. I am thankful for these lessons as they have only been the stepping stones that I needed to continue to push my life towards that positive and love-filled life that I am living now.

As I balance my life of both working and school full-time, I know that I am continuing to make my mom proud of the passion I gained for caring for others through her life as I work towards my nursing degree. I will continue to remember the lessons that I have learned when life throws hardships at me so that I can remain thankful that I can see the absolute beauty that life has to offer.

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About the Author: Meg Naughton is a nursing student at De Anza College pursuing the field of oncology to give light and hope to those surround by the darkness of cancer. In her free time she frequently travels and hikes to see all that the world has to offer. Meg lives with her husband Chris, her son Tristan, and a zoo of animals in Hollister, CA.

[mazamoravisuals]

Our new issue is out now and its mighty good. 🥰 Check out @overachievermagazine for more details. #coverdesign by me. 😊💜#follow #followme #activism #asianwomen #asianamericanwomen #onlinemagazine #diversity #multiculturalism #asamcreatorrollcall #asianamericanartist #womensupportingwomen #womensupportwomen #asians #filipinoamerican — view on Instagram http://bit.ly/2ZCPra8

[stokelystarmichael]

“Fight The Power” T-shirt available now. StokelyStarmichael.com. ⁣ .⁣ .⁣ .⁣ .⁣ .⁣ #asianamericanlove #asianamericanwoman #asianamericanmen #representationmatters #racism #stopasianhate #arizonaasianamericanassociation #asianamericanart #asianamericanwomen #asianstyle #asianamericangirls #asianamericans #asianamericanheritagemonth #asianamericanidentity #asianamericanactors #asianamericanicon #asianamericanartist #dearasianamericans #asianamericanmentalhealth #asiangirls #asianamericanpacificislanderheritagemonth #asianfashion #asianamericanpride #asianamericancreatives #asianamericanfilmmaker #diversity #asianamericanmovement #asianamerican #aapi #asianamericanexpo https://www.instagram.com/p/COaa-B8rBmm/?igshid=1bghc8kqcltxi