Outside the 7-11 on MacArthur near High, during our 2-day heat wave.
Ajuan Mance
1001 Black Men #705
If you have followed this blog for any amount of time, then you know I have much love for my nerdy brothas. You probably also know that every hundred drawings, I take stock of where I have gone with this series, and I set some goals for where I would like to end up. One thing that I have consistently identified as a goal is to broaden the range of Black men who appear in this series. The flipside of that goal is that I also need to avoid over representing those figures who fall into those categories that, for me, are easy and familiar (like nerds, academics, and men in suits).
As you can see from this drawing, though, I can never completely turn my back on the Black geeks and nerds of the world. They are my people. So, for your viewing enjoyment (and my own artistic satisfaction), I offer this drawing of the sweater guy from Starbucks in the cool reading glasses that he was wearing as regular glasses.
Ajuan Mance
1001 Black Men #704
This happy guy had the most interesting head of locks. His hair looked a little like a hat, mostly because he had the type of incredibly low, incredibly full hairline that you rarely see on men over the age of 16. With his low hairline and high beardline, I could only see a small bit of his face clearly, as you can tell from this drawing. His eyes were big and expressive, though, and since he was one of those people who smiled with his entire face, I was able to capture a sense of him with only a few lines.
I decided to contrast the simplicity of his facial features with lots of detail and texture in his locks and facial hair.
Ajuan Mance
1001 Black Men #703
Starbucks, Webster St., Alameda, CA.
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This guy was sitting at his open laptop, staring off into the distance. His large and expressive eyes, his bushy hair and beard, his wide tie, and his club collar shirt made him one of the most memorable people in the establishment.
Ajuan Mance
1001 Black Men #702
Sitting at the counter at Barney’s Gourmet Hamburgers, Piedmont Ave., Oakland, CA.
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1001 Black Men #701
I am now officially in love with the main branch of the San Leandro Public Library. Not only is it spacious and comfortable and wonderfully quiet, you can also share space fellow bibliophiles like the gentleman in this drawing.
Ajuan Mance
1001 Black Men #700
I have finally reached drawing #700. It’s a little larger than most of my other drawings (8.5″x14″ instead of the usual 8.5″x11″), but I have otherwise chosen to mark this milestone (700 drawings completed in three years and eight months) without much visual fanfare.
Seven hundred drawings in, I have come to understand more about my own gaze on Black men than I have about Black men themselves. The one thing you are sure to learn when you are immersing yourself in depicting a particular population is a whole lot more about your relationship to members of that group. I grew up surrounded by Black men. In addition to my brother and my dad, I had the benefit of growing up with an army of uncles and great-uncles, a seemingly endless contingent of cousins, both of my grandfathers, two great-grand fathers, and beloved Black male friends. Because of them, my understanding of the importance and value of men of African descent is almost exclusively based on the love and safety and humor and warmth and friendship that those relationships have provided for me.
Perhaps this is why, up to this point, I have only included in this series one of my very good Black male friends (Myronn Hardy) and none of my relatives. Even at the beginning of this process, I knew that in order to get to a truth beyond my own limited experiences, I needed to draw either strangers or men who I did not know very well. In the process of seeking out and depicting nearly 700 strangers, I have become aware–sometimes painfully aware–of how little access I have to the complex positionality of Black men who are, as a group, both marginalized and hyper visible, often in ways that Black women (like me) are not.
More importantly, I am considerably more conscious of the pitfalls of setting forth to draw the members of a group to which I do not belong, especially from a position of relative power (as a college professor with a measure of educational and economic privilege).
I hope to use my last 301 drawings to create a more complete portrait of the diversity of Black manhood in the San Francisco Bay Area. I want to spend these last drawings more focused on some of the experiences, genders, ethnicities, economic fortunes, locations, and ages of Black men that I have either underrepresented or left out entirely.
In the process I will, no doubt, continue learn more about myself, my position, my power and my disempowerment than I will learn about the lives and experiences of my Black male subjects. But that will not preempt the overarching goal of this project which is, in the end, to create representations of Black men that, taken together, will complicate and expand rather than limit and define our understanding of those figures in whom Blackness and manhood intersect.
Ajuan Mance
1001 Black Men #699
Here’s another of the gymnastics dads from my niece’s school. This guy is faithfully there every week, with his daughter and son in tow. The daughter goes off to her class, and the dad and his son go up to the waiting room to hang out, read books, and do puzzles. It’s great daddy/daughter/son time, and it probably gives mom a bit of a break. I haven’t talked to the daughter, but the son is a really sweet kid. He’s ten years old and he still believes in Santa Claus. I love that he’s been able to hold on to that level of childhood innocence. It’s the mark of great parenting that they’ve created a space in which their kids don’t have to rush to grow up.
Ajuan Mance
1001 Black Men #698
If you see someone at the MacArthur Boulevard Ace Hardware first thing on a Saturday morning, there is a 75% chance you are looking at a homeowner with a plumbing problem. While most of the contractors are at the Home Depot, Ace is almost empty except for a small number of DIYers who are desperate to repair an appliance that just can’t wait. A couple Saturday mornings ago, I was there to purchase a replacement ballcock assembly cover to go inside the tank of my toilet. This guy was looking for a new toilet handle. His is the smile of a person who just found the part he was looking for and who probably knows how to install it.
My mission was a success, though it took me about 4 hours to do a repair that probably would’ve taken licensed plumber about 15 minutes. Don’t tell Angie’s List!
Ajuan Mance
1001 Black Men #697
This young man was standing on the opposite side of High Street from Walgreens, but attempting to carry on a conversation with another young man who was standing in the Walgreens parking lot. I heard him before I could see him, and I was impressed by how well this slim young man could project his high tenor voice. He was speaking from the diaphragm, for sure, and in another world he might have become an opera singer.
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