On working with Dignity

The Creative Independent
From a conversation with Daniel Sharp

Visual artist LaToya Ruby Frazier on the value of photography, the billboards she made for the ENOUGH of Trump campaign, the collaborative process of photographing Breonna Taylor’s family, and why art is intrinsically political.

LaToya Ruby Frazier, COVID-19 + Air Pollution, Enough Campaign, 2020.

Two pieces you made for the Enough of Trump Campaign will go up as billboards in swing states before the 2020 election. One of them pairs COVID-19 with air pollution. Another is a picture of Donald Trump with superimposed names of Black bodies murdered by the police. Can we go through these and describe what we’re looking at?

My artistic practice—and personal life—is focused on environmental justice issues, healthcare, and equity. I can’t avoid my own background and where I come from. We know that the industrial Heartland of America plays a significant role in our elections. I will never get over the fact that Hillary had that election stolen from her. And part of the reason had everything to do with States like my home state, Pennsylvania. It had everything to do with the arrogance of that campaign to decide not to come and speak to working-class Americans, not to come to speak in the Rust Belt, not to speak to blue-collar workers.

I wake up every day thinking about Black people being murdered by the State. We live in a police state. We are constantly under siege. And in addition to being under siege in this very visible way of being gunned down or placed in a chokehold or a knee on the neck, there’s a slow violence of pollution and toxicity that are invisible silent killers surrounding Black bodies.

We are biological creatures, organisms, connected to our environment. For multiple generations, we’ve been redlined to sacrifice zones contaminated by industrial and fossil fuel corporations. The United States Steel Corporation has broken many of the EPA regulations that have been put in place, and the Trump administration had the audacity to allow them to release more chemical emissions. Compound that with the COVID virus, it is inhumane.

When we talk about America, Andrew Carnegie, and industrial prosperity, we must remember that his first factory, The Edgar Thomson Steel Works, depicted here in the billboard runs along the ancient Monongahela river. This is native Indigenous land. This is the same site where the Battle of the Monongahela was fought in 1755. This land where this industrial polluter is located is already sitting on massacres and bloodshed and we keep failing to see that. For me, my photographs are like an excavation. They’re a visual archeological dig that I’m trying to put up and show people that all of this permeates within us.

I think a lot about the difficulty of discussing environmental racism because it doesn’t get headlines and gets sidelined. It’s only over time that you see these anti-environmental policies build up until you realize your river is polluted, right?

Yeah, and it’s so polluted, and then your governor denies democracy, vetoes your vote, and the next thing you know you’ve got lead contaminated water with Legionella bacteria inside of it coming into your homes and going into the mouth of your children, right? So this is serious. And it must be visualized.

Like on a billboard.

Right. It has to be put up large for people in these particular states to see that this is your choice. This is why you must act. Imagine, you’re in your car, sitting in traffic, polluting the air with your fossil fuel vehicles; nonetheless, you are in your car in traffic. Most people like to drive to clear their mind. If they see this billboard and if they see this connection—especially if they have lost a loved one who has given up their health to work in steel mills and coal mining and fossil fuel companies—if they see this, it should move them to act. I fundamentally believe that is the role of an artist, especially when we are facing a crisis like this.

I have a lot of late-millennial friends who feel disillusioned by the Democratic Party, including myself. But you’re right that this cannot be a tit for tat. This is a life or death.

I had never photographed a politician in my life. Never wanted to. But when the opportunity came to photograph Stacey Abrams, I made room in my overbooked schedule to go photograph her. I believe in this woman, her vision, what she’s been called for, the fact that she’s fighting for fair voting. The fact that she is carrying on that legacy, that so many people died for just so we could vote. We have to get back to these fundamental core values that have been removed from us because of white supremacy, fascism, and a blatant disregard for humanity and human life. This is our dignity and soul at stake—but let’s not get it twisted. After I proudly vote for the Democratic Party, I will be writing letters and protesting Biden and Harris if they don’t do right by the poor, and the working people of this country.

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LaToya Ruby Frazier​ wins the Kraszna-Krausz Photobook Award

British Journal of Photography
By: Marigold Warner

The American photographer’s eponymous book on poverty, racism, and the human cost of post-industrial decline wins the 35th annual award.

LaToya Ruby Frazier​ is an artist, educator and activist who blends fine art and documentary, employing a participatory approach to storytelling to campaign for social justice. “I use my photographs as a platform to… create visibility for people who are on the margins, who are deemed ‘unworthy’,” said the photographer, whose commitments include campaigning for environmental justice, widening visual representations of working class communities, and promoting access to healthcare, education and employment.

Sandra Gould Ford in her office in Homewood, 2017

Today, Frazier is awarded the 35th annual Kraszna-Krausz Photobook Award for her eponymous book, which was published to accompany her 2019 exhibition at Mudam museum in Luxembourg. LaToya Ruby Frazier​ was among three shortlisted publications for the award, and will receive a showcase in a live-streamed event hosted in partnership with The Photographers’ Gallery on 30 September.

I use my photographs as a platform to advocate for social justice and as a means to create visibility for people who are on the margins, who are deemed ‘unworthy’
– LaToya Ruby Frazier

The book was selected for its historical legacy and “magazine-like production values.” Providing a commentary on poverty, racial discrimination and the human cost of post-industrial decline, it presents three of the photographer’s major series. ​The Notion of Family (2001–14) explores the legacy of racism and economic decline in America’s small towns, as embodied by Frazier’s hometown of Braddock, Pennsylvania. On the Making of Steel Genesis: Sandra Gould Ford (2017) ​explores the life and work of artist Sandra Gould Fold, who Frazier first met in 2015. The artists soon realised their connection as Black women artists from Pennsylvania, interested in working class issues, and discovered that they once lived in the same apartment building, the Talbot Towers in Braddock — Ford as a newlywed and Frazier as a newborn. The resulting project brings together their work in conversation. Lastly, And From the Coaltips a Tree Will Rise (2016–17) focuses on the residents of Borinage, a Belgian mining region whose intense activity in the 19th century was diminished by a series of crises that led to the closure of the last mine in 1976.

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REAL WORK: How Realism in Art Communicates the Meaning of Work

Art in America
By: Rachel Wetzler, Associate Editor

The Realist movement begins in earnest with an image of work.

Contemporary artists have adopted strikingly different approaches to contend with the instability of twenty-first-century economic life. Some have responded through a kind of abstraction of work itself, focusing instead on its evolving infrastructure: Liam Gillick’s generically modernist plexiglass-and-aluminum structures that allude to the utopian aesthetics of de Stijl, the Bauhaus, and Constructivism as they trickle down into the bland placelessness of the service economy cubicle; Yuri Pattison’s networked environments, like “user, space” at Chisenhale Gallery in 2016, a mock coworking space replete with slick minimalist office furniture, air-filtering plants, and computer-controlled smart lighting; Simon Denny’s installations that mimic displays at tech industry conferences and trade shows.

Another response has been to reflexively engage with the precariousness of “artist” as a profession. In the practices that art historian Julia Bryan-Wilson describes as “occupational realism,” artists unable to make a living in the field with which they professionally identify have recast the day jobs they take on out of necessity as artwork, emblematized by a project like Ben Kinmont’s Sometimes a nicer sculpture is being able to provide a living for your family (1998–ongoing), in which Kinmont’s actual, income-generating bookselling business doubles as a long-term endurance performance. For Bryan-Wilson, such works are “realist” in multiple senses: on the one hand, paid labor is really performed, not merely mimed or acted out; at the same time, these performances articulate the multiple, shifting identities and self-identifications characteristic of precarious workers in general.

Over the past several years, however, an increasingly prominent group of artists, including Aliza Nisenbaum, Jordan Casteel, LaToya Ruby Frazier, and Kevin Jerome Everson, have taken up the aesthetic conventions and formal traditions of realism, returning, in various ways, to the quintessentially realist form of the worker portrait. Though they engage knowingly, and in many cases overtly, with the realisms of the nineteenth and twentieth centuries, these portraits are far more ambivalent about the portrayal of labor than their predecessors, as if registering the shifting ground of work today.

LaToya Ruby Frazier: Louis Robinson, Jr., UAW Local 1714, Recording Secretary, at UAW Local 1112 Reuther Scandy Alli union hall, (34 years in at GM Lordstown Complex, die setter), Lordstown, OH, 2019, gelatin silver print, 20 by 16 inches.

[…] photographer LaToya Ruby Frazier’s series “The Last Cruze” focuses on deindustrialization and its aftershocks, illustrating what happens when the bottom finally falls out in a factory town—in this case, Lordstown, Ohio, whose economy had long revolved around a General Motors plant that most recently produced the compact Chevy Cruze. In November 2018, Dave Green, the president of Local 1112 of the United Auto Workers was informed by GM management that the Cruze line was being discontinued and the plant would be “unallocated,” a bureaucratic workaround that allowed GM to effectively close the factory without violating its union contract: the plant would not technically shut down, it just wouldn’t have anything to make, and thus no need for any workers. After the announcement went public that Lordstown and four other GM plants would be unallocated, the company’s stock price immediately shot up; meanwhile, the employees were faced with the wrenching choice of accepting offers of relocation to other GM plants, often hundreds of miles away from their homes, or staying put and hoping for the best, giving up their pensions and benefits.

Frazier documented the weeks leading up to the final Chevy Cruze rolling off the line in March 2019 and regularly returned to Lordstown for several months after, taking portraits of the workers and their families. The photographs are paired with text panels drawn from interviews she conducted with the sitters, in which they discuss their histories with the company, their anger—or resignation—in response to the closure of the factory, their anxieties about leaving friends and family behind. Though a selection of the photographs and interviews was originally published in the New York Times Magazine in 2018, Frazier takes care to distinguish what she is doing from photojournalism, with the position of detached objectivity that designation implies: “The Last Cruze” is an expression of solidarity from someone who has seen firsthand the social and economic wreckage a factory closure leaves behind. Frazier was born and raised in the former steel town of Braddock, Pennsylvania; her first major series, The Notion of Family (2001–14), extrapolated from autobiography, using her own family as embodiments of disinvestment in the Rust Belt and its consequent postindustrial deterioration.

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THE LIFE BREONNA TAYLOR LIVED, IN THE WORDS OF HER MOTHER

In a series of interviews, author Ta-Nehisi Coates spoke to Tamika Palmer to paint a picture of a full, loving life taken too soon.

Vanity Fair
By Ta-Nehisi Coates
Photography by LaToya Ruby Frazier

Breonna Taylor’s Mother, Tamika Palmer Draped In Bre’s EMT Jacket, Surrounded By Bre’s Cousin, Sister and Aunt, Jakiyah Austin, Juniyah Palmer, and Bianca Austin, Surrounded By Close Family Friends, Deon Ellis, Jenna Winn, and Tylan Livingston, in Front of a Mural Dedicated To Breonna by Artist Damon Thompson at 543 South Shelby Street, Louisville, Kentucky © LaToya Ruby Frazier

A BEAUTIFUL LIFE
by Ta-Nehisi Coates, photographs by LaToya Ruby Frazier

Shortly after midnight March 13, strangers shot and killed Breonna Taylor in her own home. The strangers claimed to be investigating a drug case. The strangers found no drugs in Breonna Taylor’s home. The strangers left their incident report almost totally blank.

Tamika Palmer is Breonna Taylor’s mother. What follows is her attempt to illuminate the life that was taken. To grapple with the nature of strangers. To fill in the blanks.

Kenny calls me in the middle of the night. He says, Somebody kicked in the door and shot Breonna. I am dead asleep. I don’t know what he’s talking about. I jump up. I get ready, and I rush over to her house. When I get there, the street’s just flooded with police—it’s a million of them. And there’s an officer at the end of the road, and I tell her who I am and that I need to get through there because something had happened to my daughter. She tells me I need to go to the hospital because there was two ambulances that came through, and the first took the officer and the second took whoever else was hurt. Of course I go down to the hospital, and I tell them why I am there. The lady looks up Breonna and doesn’t see her and says, Well, I don’t think she’s here yet. I wait for about almost two hours. The lady says, Well, ma’am, we don’t have any recollection of this person being on the way.

Bossy. She was bossy. Breonna was bossy. She was so OCD. And she was one of them people who didn’t talk about other people. If something was going on with you, she’d rather figure out a way to help you than talk about you. She was a hard worker. If she missed work, something was really wrong. She loved being in the hospital, she loved her job, and she loved the people she worked with. Clearly, they loved her. They would always be leaving her little notes about them loving her and loving to work with her. Even when she passed, some of them came to the funeral. We just can’t believe this, we love her so much. We’re just going to miss her.

– Tamika Palmer, the mother of Breonna Taylor

So I go back to the apartment. And I am able to get through the street a little more. And when I get up to the apartment, it’s still taped off and roped up around. So I tell the officer there that I need to get in the apartment, that something is going on with my daughter. He tells me to hang tight. He tells me hang tight, he’ll get a detective over there to talk to me. It takes a little while for him to come. He introduces himself. I don’t remember what his name actually is, but he kind of just goes on to ask me if I knew anybody who would want to hurt Breonna, or Kenny, or if I thought they were involved in anything. And I go, Absolutely not. Both of them got jobs. They go to work. They hang out with each other. That’s about it. I ask where Kenny is, and the detective tells me, Hold on. I’ll be back.

But it’s about another hour or so before he comes back. He asks me if Breonna and Kenny had been having any problems or anything. I say, Absolutely not. Kenny would never do anything to Breonna. And then I say, Where’s Kenny. I need to talk to Kenny. He says, Well, Kenny’s at one of our offices. He’s trying to help us piece together what happened here tonight. We are out there for a number of hours afterward. It’s kind of chilly. I leave. I get coffee and come back. I’m still standing out there waiting. It’s about 11 in the morning when the officer comes over and says that they are about done and they are wrapping up, and we will be able to get in there once they are finished. I say, Where’s Breonna, why won’t anybody say where Breonna is? He says, Well, ma’am, she’s still in the apartment. And I know what that means.

I’m from Michigan. I spent a lot of time in Detroit. But I grew up mostly in Grand Rapids. There was always stuff happening up there with the police. I was always hearing about them harassing black people or just always something. When I was about 13, I was outside one day with some friends. And the police just came up out of nowhere and started yelling. It was a gang of us, boys and girls, but they wasn’t talking to any of us, the girls. They were just kind of screaming at all the boys, Get on the ground! Get your stupid asses on the ground! And so we all were like, What are you doing! We didn’t even do anything! But there’d be stuff like that every day.

I remember being in the car, driving down a street, and being told if the police are behind us, don’t turn around and look at them. And if we did get pulled over, don’t say anything. Don’t move, because they’ll try and do something to us. I remember just kind of being told to stay away from the police, like you don’t want to have no problems with the police or give them a reason to want to have a problem with you. And I don’t really remember people ever calling the police. I remember people not wanting to call the police. I remember stuff happening and somebody would be like, Call the police, and people were like, Fuck the police. They not helping us. I just kind of steered clear of them. I tried not to be in trouble. I got the occasional speeding ticket or something. But for the most part, I never really had to deal with them a lot. I stayed out of their way. When I came to Louisville, it was the same thing.

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LaToya Ruby Frazier: What Is The Human Cost Of Toxic Water And Environmental Racism?

TED Radio Hour
By NPR/TED Staff

We need water to live. But with rising seas and so many lacking clean water — water is in crisis and so are we. In this TED Radio Hour, speakers explore ideas around restoring our relationship with water.

Part 2 of the TED Radio Hour episode Our Relationship With Water

Flint, Michigan is the site of one of the worst ongoing water crises in recent U.S. history. Artist LaToya Ruby Frazier has spent years capturing the stories of life living with toxic water.

WALLING: This is LaToya Ruby Frazier.

FRAZIER: When we all wake up in the morning, the first thing you’re going to do is get in the shower, right? The second thing you’re going to do is brush your teeth. Well, imagine what that feels like when you can’t do that.

ZOMORODI: LaToya is a visual artist and a professor at the School of the Art Institute of Chicago. Much of her work focuses on the lives of working-class families in the Rust Belt.

FRAZIER: When I first arrived in Flint the summer of 2016, there were well over 29,000 homes that were impacted. And I think that’s what struck me the most – which is where Shea Cobb and her mother, Ms. Renee, and her daughter, Zion, who were 8 years old at the time, they were living in the midst of this.

ZOMORODI: Shea is also an artist and a school bus driver. And LaToya spent several years with Shea, her mother, Renee, and her daughter, Zion, documenting their lives in Flint.

FRAZIER: Yeah. I remember the first time I met Shea. It was quite beautiful. We met at a diner, her favorite diner, called Captain Coty’s, where she liked to go get buttermilk pancakes at the end of her school bus route in the mornings. And upon meeting each other, sitting down in the booth just looking at each other, it felt like a double portrait in a way. You know, she’s in her early 30s and a really diligent, hard-working artists. And so I felt that it was my responsibility to document and cover what it’s been like, you know, raising her daughter during this ongoing water crisis.

ZOMORODI: For people who maybe don’t quite understand exactly what Shea’s day-to-day life was like without having easy access to water – because it’s not like you could just boil the water in Flint, right?

FRAZIER: Well, the water quality was so bad that she couldn’t inhabit her family home at 303 Mary Street. When I arrived, she was living in another apartment with her mother. And, you know, the water contamination was so severe that she couldn’t brush her teeth. You know, you take a shower and brush your teeth. Well, with contaminated water, you can’t do either of those two things.

SHEA COBB: We get a bottle of water. And we waterfall it. You brush your teeth. You spit it out. You waterfall your bottle. And you brush some more. We don’t ingest the water on any level.

FRAZIER: You know, one of the standout images in the photo essay is seeing Shea pouring water from a plastic water bottle into Zion’s mouth to gargle with it. And I shoot it with a fast shutter speed so that it freezes the water drop just before it touches Zion’s tongue. And you see the toothbrush at the bottom right-hand part of the frame – so brushing her teeth with bottled water, having to bathe with bottled water, having to cook or not cook at all.

COBB: Since the water situation, I’m discouraged to cook in my house and use my kitchen. We’ll go out to eat. And we’ll eat on the outskirts of the city.

FRAZIER: We would go to a restaurant called Badawest to eat dinner there. And even there, you know, they were serving glasses of water. And, you know, Shea would never drink it. And she would forbid Zion to drink it.

COBB: The Flint River is toxic, has been toxic for years. Fecal matter in the Flint River, toxic chemicals and waste dumped in the Flint River. We know not to drink out the Flint River. We won’t swim in it. We don’t mess with it. We don’t even like the smell of it. When it get hot outside, downtown Flint, you can smell the Flint River. It stinks. Why would we drink it?

FRAZIER: It is 2020. This started six years ago. Flint might not be headline news any longer. But the water crisis is still going on. We can’t forget about the men, the women and children and the families in Flint. […]

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Following the Flint Is Family project, Frazier partnered with AWG Contracting and Moses West to bring an atmospheric water generator to Flint so that residents could produce their own supply of clean water. It is in its second year of use.

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Enough of Trump: Using Art to Get Out the Vote

LA Weekly
By: Shana Nys Dambrot

“We’ve reached crisis proportions. I had to do something.”

This is globally renowned, Los Angeles-based artist Ed Ruscha, commenting on his participation in a newly launched arts-based initiative and print sale to benefit People for the American Way’s pre-election outreach. The collection is titled simply and clearly: ENOUGH of Trump. Proceeds fund PFAW’s “get out the vote” actions in these crucial last 100 days.

Decrying the racism, corruption, incompetence, and fascistic proclivities of the Trump administration, these artists have created the pieces not only as prints that are available for sale, but as social media-ready assets in a voting advocacy toolkit available to download free at the project’s website. Anyone and everyone is encouraged to participate, post, paste, and tag to amplify the message. Suggestions and plans offered by PFAW include display at “union halls and protests, on face masks and billboards, and on store windows shuttered by COVID.”

ENOUGH of Trump features new, original pieces created specifically for the #ArtTheVote campaign, by a diverse group of prominent American artists including Ruscha, Carrie Mae Weems (who helped spearhead the project), Shepard Fairey, LaToya Ruby Frazier, Jeffrey Gibson, Mark Thomas Gibson, Deborah Kass, Christine Sun Kim, Takaaki Matsumoto, Amalia Mesa-Bains, Beverly McIver, Sam Messer, Alyson Shotz, Hank Willis Thomas, and Cayetano Valenzuela.

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“I really believe that art can be a medium for both social justice and cultural change, and that’s why I’m so glad to be a part of the ENOUGH of Trump campaign and to see so many of my fellow artists taking part as well,” said participating artist LaToya Ruby Frazier. “Personally, I want to express that I have had enough of colonialism, heteropatriarchy, white supremacy, neoliberalism, environmental degradation, healthcare inequity, anti-intellectualism, and destruction of humanity that I see coming from this president. I hope the art we are all creating can move people on a deeper level – and ultimately, move us all to vote!”

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