04/01/2024
Processing loss is a vital part of my work. I am the last one left of my immediate family. Daily I face the absence of a localized historical infrastructure. I have no point of comparison nor verification of familiar memories. . . .Through humor, sober self-reflection, and the constant digestion of content, I question the fickle (terminally ill) landscape known as social identity. These systematic investigations point to the complication of our many shared lives and deaths. Everything we deal with on earth is universal. Race is a construct. Satire is a vehicle. And grief just is.
—Antonio Darden on his art feature JUST IS. Explore the full portfolio here: https://thegeorgiareview.com/posts/just-is/
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INTRODUCTION This might be apocryphal: “laughter is the death of an emotion,” I remember reading in Freud, in translation, a riff on Friedrich Nietzsche’s statement that “Wit is the epitaph of an emotion,” whether the phrase is Freud’s or simply mine. These words come to mind when lookin...