Fashion, fashion photo, gender inequality, photo industry, Photography, shame series

Shame Series Pt 3: is my vagina stopping me from being successful?

I studied to be a photographer. meaning I actually went to a school, applied to be allowed to go there, went through a home exam and a couple of interviews, and then when I thought I would die they let me in and I cried and was happy and then went to school and went into debt, but we won’t talk about that. What we’re focusing on is that I actually went to school to learn how to take photos (and write coherently and do graphic design) because that’s how I wanted to make money.

I picked my job. I just didn’t know you needed a penis to do it.

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BMG model Jenny shot on location in an Alley on the near South Side of Chicago by Faith Bowman. Styling by Jaqueline Witt.

I started studying in the late 90s, before digital so I actually had to go in the darkroom, develop film, print images etc. I was lucky enough to get internships at two major studios, the second one in the equipment room. I can actually set up and break down large amounts of photo equipment alone. Like, all by myself with nobody helping me. I can use cameras of varying sizes (35mm, medium format, 4×5) all by myself. I’m proud of this.

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shot and styled by Faith Bowman

Unfortunately photography is not something that you do all by yourself all the time. At some point you have to work on a team and that means working with models, makeup artists, hair stylists, wardrobe stylists and photo assistants. Even without a client and editors, If the photographer and staff each have two assistants that’s 15 people on board.

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model Cindy Loving shot by Faith Bowman

I’m pretty sure that I could handle that. I love bossing people around almost as much as I love taking pictures.

But I wonder sometimes, is my vagina stopping me from being successful?

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BMG model Bryce shot at the Columbia College Chicago studios on medium format film by Faith Bowman who used a Hasselblad camera cuz she wanted crisp detail and because she is awesome.

I’ve assisted male photographers, and they don;t get treated the same. I mean, so yeah, you can’t flirt with me, but does that make me any less of a photographer? Ok, no I can’t date you, but am I less of a photographer? I once saw someone grab a male photographer I knew and beg to work with him. It’s ok if I was standing right there and had been building a realtionship with them in order to get work. I mean, don;t mind poor vagina having me when you can get a MAN.

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Chicago entrepeneur Phil Tadros shot by Faith Bowman (on film no less)

I once assisted for a male photographer who did high fashion. I had to access and answer his email account and It was devastating. People offered him mansions to shoot in, tons of emails from models and stylists, and all of it was ‘you’re so amazing! let us give you money!!!’. I mean a lot of emails and emails from other mail photographers offering him help, looking to hang out, asking for advice…

At that point I wanted to have a sex change operation because my email box is tumbleweed city. At that time I was actively seeking work and promoting myself, and I got a job every so often. One year I made $5,00 and I considered that amazing. If I had a penis it would have been $5,000,000. I know it.

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fetish model Chrystyne shot on location at the Sheffield Hotel in Chicago by Faith Bowman

But funnily, I don’t blame the guys. I know for a fact that a female makeup artists will get a man work before she’ll help a female photographer because I’ve seen it happen. A female editor or client will go with a male photographer. Why? Hormones. he’s cute, omg look at those eeeeyeeeesssss… and he’s hired. Me? let’s not go there, ok?. And men will hire men because they’re men and they can all hang out and be men together and look at nekkid models and ten marry them and have model babies.

Me? I’m sorry, but male models make me feel weird, like- you are not gonna be prettier than me. So it doesn’t quite work like that for me.

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concept, lighting and photo by Faith Bowman

Now, I have good ideas- but I am a 5’2″ black woman who wears overalls to shoot in because I’d rather be ready to crawl on the floor adjusting cables or smoothing out backdrops than trying to look cute. I think my work is good, but I’m not paying me. I don’t flirt because, hello? I’m a stinking photographer and my photoshoot is not where I look for dates or husbands.

I am probably doing this all wrong.

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Vex clothing hair choker, photography by Faith Bowman

I started blogging because it was a way to keep taking photos, even if I had to take them of myself. Through blogging I’ve learned how much I love product photography, which you can do all alone, and how much I love getting dressed up to go to events. I do squirm a little, thinking that I’ve sold myself out just so that I can get free lipstick and wrinkle cream. I do wonder why it’s so much more acceptable for me to be ‘stylish’ than to be a paid photographic creative. I’m taking pictures, but are they the pictures I set out to take all along? Did I do all that model casting, thinking, plotting, planning, lighting, location scouting, wardrobe styling, and fighting just to wear cute clothes and go to blogger events?

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Jim Verraros photographed by Faith Bowman on location in Chicago 2004

I hear a lot about gender inequality in fashion, and I think that by hiring female imaging professionals (aka photographers) to shoot those fashion shoots and ads we can start closing the gap. I think more black editors should hire black female photographers for their magazines. I think female wardrobe stylists and makeup artists should recc their female photography associates and pass on jobs to them. I think gender and racial inequality can only be addressed when everyone, not just the men, are in there pitching whoever is best for the job.

If I’m that person, don’t go through my portfolio and earmark pics to show to a man to re-shoot them. Hire ME. And yeah, stuff like that happens, to men and women.

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I’m a good photographer. I’m not flashy about it and maybe I need to be. I don’t say other people suck (men will do that, and I hate it. “Oh, that guy sucks” just because you want the job), and I think I bring a lot to the table because I’m fun to work with but my main objective is to get the job done. I will do the art direction, creative direction, write the copy, do the styling, do the makeup, hold everyone’s hand, make sure they get fed, make sure we get the shot, make sure to clean it all up afterwards. Cuz I’m awesome, and because that’s what needs to be done.

Since everyone is out there screaming about inequality, I’m going to test the fashion and photo industries. I am going to put my portfolio together and I am going to get back out there and market myself like the guys taught me to. I will make 2016 my year to make it as a photographer in New York. I’m gonna go hustle and see what happens. Because if people are really about change, I should be the perfect person to hire. Right? We’ll see.

Check back in a year.

xoxo, Faith/Sassy Ethnic Bohemian

*All photos by me. I took them. Yes- it was me.

biking, exercise, food, health, new york

in which we go to Queens, get lost, and then spend an hour riding with Bike NY

I was actually going to save this post, since I just told you about going biking, but I figured- what the hell! Let’s just do it!

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The other two outings were Learning To Ride ( Adults) and Bicycling Basics– this was the payoff.

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First off, I’ve never been out this far in Queens and I bitched up the directions and got lost. I had to ask a policeman or crossing guard or something. He had a uniform, so I asked him. After a lot of headscratching, we finally figured out where I was going and I set off.

The upside is that I know how to get to a Mets game now, so that’s something.  bny4

When I got there, everyone was still practicing. Lucky! The got me a bike and I joined the class- only an hour late.  bny5

part of the reason that I was late was because I couldn’t sleep. This is the face of a woman who had no sleep. I was still so keyed up from Summer Streets and the Slide the City that I stayed up all night. That helmet isn’t just protecting my brain; it’s holding it in place. When I got ready to leave I was so flustered that I just threw the Clif Bar & Perky Jerky and Vitacoco from Summer streets in my knapsack with the DOT helmet and ran out the door.

Outfit? Oldass sweatshirt and my usual LL Bean jeans. I could not get it together at all. I’m lucky I was clean. bny6

After everyone finished practicing riding around curves, scanning and signalling, Douglas (our volunteer instructor) took ous out into Corona Park proper to ride. We stopped a few times, but I only remembered to take my cameraphone out once. I was too busy relishing the fact that I was riding. I was also trying to keep up with Douglass. I was in the top four riders in the class every time we stopped to rest and the top four fastest riders in the class were all women.  bny7

I made it back to our starting point first- remembering to signal a right turn as I slid into the last curve. I made sure to set my Samsung GearFit this time. I only forgot during one stretch, so I think we actually covered more ground? I just had my GearFit on pause because we were waiting for people to catch up and I forgot to restart it for awhile. But 4.32 miles to someone who couldn’t ride at all at the beginning of the summer is nothing to sneeze at.  bny8

As I trudged back to the train station, I remembered the mall I had seen on the way to the park. I had eaten all my samples and I was still hungry. I figured there must be something to eat in there, and it turned out that what I wanted was visible as soon as I walked through the door. I needed ice cream in my life.

I couldn’t even decide what to get, I was so hot and sweaty that I wanted to just stick my face in a tub of anything and gorge. I settled on a shake. A birthday cake and lemon shake to be exact.

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I would literally be willing to get up and take the train all the way out to Queens to go to Sky View Mall  just to have another shake like this. Hershey’s I ce Cream, I love you.

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Now I was happy and whatnot. I bopped along drinking my shake and loving life and noticed that I could see the globe from the World’s Fair- so now I know where that is, but that’s another adventure entirely.

Next up: How to get an IDNYC card and why you should get that before 12/31

xoxo, Faith/Sassy Ethnic Bohemian

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activities, architecture, exercise, food, free, health, new york, plants, rides, street fair, Summer, walking

The Meetup Adventure: in which we go to #SummerStreets2015 and ride Slide the City

So, I got tired of going to museums and started a meetup group of my own:

ss1With the idea that if you don’t see what you want, then start it yourself. My first proposition to my group was a trip to Summer Streets 2015, a NYC street fair that stretches from 72nd Street all the way to the waterfront Downtown.

I got one RSVP- and they didn’t show up.

ss2Granted? it was kind of early. But you only see New York at it’s best when it’s early, lol!! No one around to bother you and you can actually see how the place is laid out.

ss3How awesome is this? Early morning in Central Park, no screaming hordes- just light and stillness.

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I kind of took my time walking through the park and over to Park Avenue. The good thing about no one showing was that I could go at my own pace and make my own decisions.

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I was dressed for a special occasion, too. But you’ll see what that was later in the post. Basic was better that day, believe me.

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Back to Summer Streets. There was supposed to be free one hour bike rental at 58th Street, but I found out that you had to bring the bike right back to 58th, and my plan was to make it all the way to downtown.

I set off on foot amidst walkers, joggers, bikers and rollerbladers. One amazing this was getting to walk over a bridge that only cars have access to. It takes you up over 42nd and Grand Central Station.

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This is a view I have never seen. Normally, I’d be standing far below looking up at cars whizzing by on this bridge. Thanks to Summer Streets, I was seeing this sculpture closeup without worrying about getting plowed down by a taxicab.

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The next rest stop was all about food. Whole Foods had set up a block long street fair with people just hurling samples at you every few feet. How much do you love Perky Jerky guy? You could literally walk up and pluck samples off of his body. I feared for his life at one point- I mean, he was wearing MEAT.

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I also got a sweet little potted plant, a pansy. New York Botanical Garden was on hand, patiently putting tiny plants in biodegradable containers for anyone who asked to take home. That’s love.

After getting as many food samples as I could I headed over to the 2nd of my missions (since that bike rental thing was a bust):ss91

My second mission was to obtain a free bike helmet from New York’s Department of Transportation. It wouldn’t be easy. It took stamina. It took being polite to this lady who acted all friendly just so I’d hold her place in line. It took ONE HOUR AND SIXTEEN MINUTES of waiting in line, and I technically missed the time for my special event, and then the lady who fitted my helmet was a _itch- but I did not give up, nor did I leave empty handed…ss92Cuz that’s how we roll at SEB. never give up, and never leave without your promised goodies.

Now it was time for my third and last mission…ss96

SLIDE THE CITY

ss93I cheated and took the train from 23rd down to Chambers Street. I was on pins and needles the whole way, hoping that my tickets were still usable.

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I managed to find the Slide the City line, then find out where the line actually started, then found out where to register to even get on the line. As luck would have it, they weren’t looking at what time the ticket was for, just if you had one. Having gone to many fashion week events I knew to have my ticket up on my phone screen ready for viewing.

Behold…

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is this not EVERYTHING???? Ok, yeah- some people live for Chanel, but this? was EVERYTHING!!!!!

And I had tickets. It only took me two hours. I heard it took other people 12 hours. At this point, it didn’t matter- I was there, in front of it and I had the golden ticket. ss98

I almost cried when I saw this sign- I had a knapsack on! I forgot to read the faq’s!! Luckily, A lady with a kid let me hold her bag and then when they were done she held mine. You have no idea how much of a leap of faith it is to let some stranger hold your bag in New York. But if that was the only thing standing between me and and a 650 foot water slide? Oh well.

I took a chance.

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I told you, basic was best. After I finally got into the enclosure, they gave me an inner tube to ride on and sent me up the stairs. I could feel excitement in the pit of my stomach getting bigger and bigger the closer I got to the top. I got the middle lane.

Once you get up there, they tell you how to position yourself, and you sit staring at the huge expanse of plastic that’s supposed to hold you up, and in my case staring at the venerable court buildings of Foley Square which had probably never witnessed a massive water slide in front of them. Once they say go, you push off and it’s sublime. Exhilarating. And, yeah- two horribly overused words- life affirming.

I slid down a big ass ramp in New York and lived. It was the best moment ever.

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 Also the moment I unpacked my knapsack and I had all this swag. Not bad.

Accessories, exercise, Fashion, nails, shopping, swim, swimwear

in which we take water aerobics and like it

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So I decide it’s time to really and truly learn to swim and I register for the free classes available through NYC Parks. I registered for three pools, but got waitlisted for everything. At the last minute I ended up getting into a water aerobics class. Not what I wanted, but I took it.

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Yes, this is me, paranoid person that I am, making sure that my strappy black one piece from Ami Clubwear not only fit, but was comfy for moving around in. I wanted to make sure that all bits and pieces stayed covered, and to make sure that I had lost enough weight not to embarrass myself.

Mission accomplished.

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I’m lucky enough to live between two malls with Target stores, and it also turns out that both malls have a Modell’s across the street. I was able to quickly get the flip flops ($3.99 at Target) and latex swim cap ($2.99 at Modell’s) that I needed for class. Along with my Perrier x Dusen Dusen towel, I was set.

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Inspired by an old issue of The Daily Front Row, I gave myself a quick manicure with Peacock Plume CND Vinylux Weekly polish ($10.50) layered with glittery Titchy from butter London and sealed with Probelle Beauty Topcoat Sealer.

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It was late afternoon when I got to the pool. The place was crowded with kids streaming out of the building with wet hair and towels flung around their shoulders like capes. I have never been a pool person like that, so it was all new to me. I packed a bag and made sure I had a snack to either console myself for doing badly or to congratulate myself for doing well.

swim7Once everyone had cleared out of the building, my class trooped in and got changed. At first I wasn’t sure that my over-sized lock tote would even fit, but I managed to squeeze everything in. Check it out- me as a latex capped Olympic swimmer!

Even though I can’t swim…

swim8The first class went ok- it was just exercising and jogging under water in the shallow end of the pool. The next day, I threw on my floral retro two piece and some overalls and headed back. I wasn’t as nervous about who else was going to be there or if people were going to judge me by my suit, bag or clothes so I just threw on my Supra footwear Cuttler sneakers from last year and put everything in that tote bag that I got at the DenTek party. Done.

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I had my Tommy Bahama towel from that party, the flip flops, and I made sure to pack my Tata Harper Beautifying Face Oil ($48) and Irridescent Revitalizing Body Oil (limited edition) and rosebud lip balm for after being in the pool. After an hour of underwater jogging, stretching, leg lifts and arm exercises it was a joy to come out into the warm summer night.  swim91

My living room floor, where swim stuff has replaced running gear until summer ends… I love the fact that my apartment has that chlorine scent and that all my stuff is getting used the way they were intended, not just for styling. 
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Last night after a day or running up and down, I hurriedly switched into my black swimsuit, then threw on some jorts and a blue chambray blouse from Southern Tide ($89) with my usual sandals. The class ends this week, and now that I’m comfortable in the water I can’t wait to sign up for swimming classes. 
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There’s also the fact that the pool is right near Ikea… which reminds me that with fall coming, I still have projects around the house to work on.

Next up: Summer Streets 2015

xoxo, Faith/Sassy Ethnic Bohemian

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bargains, biking, class, education, exercise, food, free, health, instruction, new york, skin cancer prevention, skin care

in which we go Bike Basics and learn how to do more biking stuff

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After re-learning how to ride a bike, I decided to follow-up with the Bicycling Basics class where you learn some of the trickier parts of bike riding. I have never been to Randall’s Island in my life, but it’s summer and that’s where the bikes are so Allons-y! bb2

I got up early threw on my exercise a Citizen Ciao tshirt ($28) and these python capris ($82) from PRISMSPORT and took off. I admit to wearing these two Kesh beauty hamsa bracelets ($25) just in case their evil-eye protection could cover falling off bikes. Just in case.

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It took two trains and a bus, but I made it! I was so happy to see the Bike New York sign on the fence at Icahn I almost kissed it. Once everyone else arrived and waivers were signed, we got into helmets and got fitted for bikes. There was only one person, volunteer instructor Douglas, but he turned out to be super capable of handling 14 bike newbies.

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The first thing we learned (aside from how to properly mount a bike) was the biking ABC’s. That stood for Air, Brakes & Chain. We learned where to find the psi number for when you’re pumping your bike tires. We learned how to properly adjust the seat for your height. Douglas was not playing.

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Before we took off and locked up the trailer, I made sure to re-apply sunscreen ( H2O plus Marine Plus Green Tea Lotion SPF 30 ($42) and Australian Gold Hello Kitty Mineral Suncreen Lotion SPF 50 ($9.99).

We lined up and after going through some more info on how to stay safe on the road, we were let loose in a massive parking lot to ride for two hours.

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Turns out the NYFD has a training facility out there, so we shared the initial moments of our class with a bunch of fireman.

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Yeah, the parking lot was this big.

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After doing drills on using brakes effectively, how to scan and how to signal, we rode around switching gears. I had to go off and explore this bridge, it looked so inviting. Such a pretty view! It was so nice to be out under a big blue sky just riding around and enjoying life.

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However all that bike riding built up an appetite. I had put a mini-cooler in my Life is good knapsack so that when class was over I had a ice cold blueberry lemonade and avocado/chicken/tomato sald with balsamic vinegar and iceberg lettuce. Look, a girl’s gotta eat!

Next up: we go to water aerobics and like it

xoxo, Faith/Sassy Ethnic Bohemian

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art, books, decorating, diy, entrepeneur, home, home decor, painting

Closeup: interview with Brooklyn’s Ed Roth of Stencil 1

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I was at the Brooklyn Museum seeing the Rise of Sneaker Culture exhibit with some friends and couldn’t help noticing a scrum of excited museum goers huddled in front of a massive piece of paper.

sneaker94​There was a table set up with art supplies and people were grabbing stencils and ink pads, then hustling to find a spot on what turned out to be a sneaker themed mural set up by Stencil 1. Never one to be left out, I joined in and was seduced.

I made sure to take one of the business cards on the table and googled to see who these Stencil 1 people were. ‘They’ are none other than graphic designer Ed Roth who started Stencil 1 after having his book of prototype stencils rejected by publishers for being too expensive. He has not only not let rejection stop him, but he’s a bonafide DIY icon whose brand has been championed by DIY diva Martha Stewart.

Ed’s quiet artistic revolution puts the power of re-invention into the hands of the masses, by creating stencils that you can use to paint your walls or decorate your clothes Stencil 1 is all about high style results with low-stress effort.

In 5 questions, Ed tells us how he started, what inspires him, and where you can see him next.

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Sassy Ethnic Bohemian: The first, most pressing questions that I have is: are you related the Ed Roth the Rat Fink cartoonist?

Ed Roth: Haha, I wish! I think my parents were fans of his, and I remember, as a kid, playing with some plastic figurines of his designs. So, no relation (that I know of).

SEB: How did you end up getting involved with stencils?

ER: I used to cut stencils as a hobby, as well as make my own stamps, dye clothes, all that fun stuff when I was a teen-ager. I would also paint furniture as a hobby. I lived at the Salvation Army.

Later in life, I worked as a graphic designer and for inspiration bought design books, this is pre-internet. I always wanted to make a design book myself. I was buying a lot of Stencil Graffiti books and thought it would be great if a book had stencils in it. I then decided to design 50 stencils, bind them in a book, and shop it around to publishers.

The pages were literally spray painted, the cover was scored cardboard, it was a total DIY book! So I brought the prototype to one or two publishers who liked it, but passed as they said it would be expensive.

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Having a web design background and having fuel from being rejected, I built a site and listed the 50 designs for sale. Stencil1.com was born. I then got press on http://www.coolhunting.com/culture/stencil1, then the New York Times. Blick Art Materials then called wanting to carry the stencils. Two years in, Chronicle Books asked me if I wanted to do a book, so I got my initial goal fulfilled. Now I have 6 titles with Chronicle.

So, yea, it started at home as a hobby.

SEB: What were your artistic influences as far as stenciling goes? What gets your artistic gears moving?

ER: Stencil graffiti is a huge gear mover for me; I do my own artwork and am in NYC so I see a lot of stencil work around. I more so, though, get influenced by patterns I see when I travel: beautiful plants, animals, the city landscape.

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SEB: You had a real, interactive vibe at your sneaker mural at the Brooklyn Museum. What do you think makes people love the stencil process so much?

ER: I think as we get older, we don’t take as much time to do art so that excites people to have the chance to. Also, stenciling is easy and so satisfying, you have this stencil design in your hand but you are not sure how it will look, so there is this wonderful surprise element when you see your results.

You also get empowered; [you get] a feeling as if you drew the image. I love seeing people stenciling.

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SEB: What’s coming up for Stencil 1?

Stencil1 just won Product of the Year award for our repeat pattern stencils, so we are excited to promote that and get the designs in to paint stores to reach the DIY and Decor customers.

In September we are doing workshops at Le Bon Marche in Paris. We are also named a Martha Stewart’s American Made audience choice finalist. Voting will start soon and being American Made has been important to us, so we hope to get votes on this contest!

We are also actively [creating] new stencil designs and tools and working on textile designs and some licensing partnerships are in the works.

So yea, keeping busy!

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You can catch up with Ed and Stencil ‘s projects (like these Stencil 1 x Modify watches) on his site, www.stencil1.com, follow his inspiringly gorgeous instagram see him at Bon Marche in Paris September 7th and 8th, and vote for him in the American Made contest starting September 21st

xoxo, Faith/Sassy Ethnic Bohemian

beauty, culture, hair, haircare, identity, personal style, products, shame, Style

Shame Series (part 2): I AM my hair, thank you very much, and please respect that

Once I went to one of those blogger events where they make you do some crazy thing so that you’ll sell their product on social media and I overheard a company executive telling another blogger ‘Oh, you have such pretty long hair! Would you like to come to our blah blah event next week?’.

Oh. Is THAT how it works?

After folding up my free yoga clothes and stuffing it into a bag with my free $60 jar of anti-wrinkle cream (and after stopping to wangle another jar of $60 cream, because you never know). I went on my way thinking about why my short, textured hair wasn’t deemed good enough even though the exec was a black woman with short textured hair as well. I mean…what’s really going on with this?

The hair chronicles: 

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This is me with dreads back in Chicago. I finally shaved them off after finding out that dreadlocs are actually high-maintenance. The day I shaved, I had just spent two hours curling and pinning them up. iammyhair2This is what happened once my hair grew back. I started getting it permed at a salon regularly. Every two weeks someone would tend to it and I would get touch ups for new un-permed hair growth. Only to end up wearing it brushed back and pinned to my head. And yeah, I woke up like photo 3 on the regular.

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Then I moved back to New York where you can go into an African hair braiding salon and get yourself some two strand twists. As long as you’re willing to write off the rest of the day because you’re sitting there getting your hair braided. This style worked for me, because I could wash it regularly but I hate sitting anywhere for 7 hours. So that ended. iammyhair5

I moved on to the sew-on weave, which is basically buying a wig and then having it sewn onto your cornrowed hair. This saved time and energy, it was relatively cheap and it made me look like everyone else.  iammyhair5a

There are times when you wake up like this, because you forgot to tie your weave down before bed. Also, it wasn’t exactly a summertime option. I am not one to walk around patting my head. If I can’t wash my hair (and I tried once- I ended up having to cut the mass of synthetic tangled wig off of my head), I’m not interested.

Back to basics- with reason:

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photo 2 by Pedro Sousa photography: http://psfotography.com/

So after trying all kinds of things and not being happy, I went back to what grows out of my head naturally. I shaved it for awhile, got tired of that and just left it alone. This is my hair and to be honest? It suits me. I could make it bigger, or change it’s color or whatever- but then I come right back to this and it feels like getting a nights sleep.

Inspiration? Lots of it:

There are more than a few people who’ve rocked an afro. And to be honest, they’ve all accomplished so much and been so influential that it’s kind of an honor to emulate them. Afro equals strong, unafraid, a fighter.

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type 55 image of model Michelle Skinner by Faith Bowman, Chicago 2006

In fact, one of my proudest moments as a photographer was this image of a dark-skinned model with textured hair.

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photo 1: Ajak Deng, phot 2: Nina Simone

I also pay homage to the headwrap, the turban, and the head scarf. A regal style that adds inches and elegance.

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When I first started blogging as Sassy Ethnic Bohemian, I worked a headwrap as a trademark.

Back to black:

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Now, of course, my bathroom is brimming with haircare products catering to ‘kinks, coils and curls’, so I’m not exactly missing out on anything. While some people say ‘I am not my hair’ I am exactly the opposite. I AM my hair- I am resilient, strong and healthy. I’m natural, with some rough edges. I’m vibrant and full of life.

I don’t feel that I have to have ‘long, beautiful hair’. I’m good- because all that would happen is that I would put it up in a ponytail anyway. I don’t need a weave, although I am not above wearing a wig if it amuses me. I don’t HAVE to be like anyone else, I have my own hair and I like it just fine, thanks.

Even if it doesn’t get me invited to a hair product event, lol!!!

xoxo, Faith/Sassy Ethnic Bohemian