let’s talk about poverty porn


 

 

 

 

 

I adore this shoot! It appeared in L’Officiel Feb 2012 issue. The moment I clapped eyes on it I thought what gorgeous girls, what gorgeous garments… so chic! It wasn’t until I was asked to write about poverty porn using, among others, this shoot as a reference, that I was forced to formulate an opinion about high fashion shoots in poor locales. Check out the September issue of Marie Claire – on shelf now.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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2 thoughts on “let’s talk about poverty porn

  1. hah! yes, lots of thoughts! wonder if it was just another day in the “location” for the locals, or if there is now a group of wannabee’s taping up their arms & legs. what do the people living there think of the passing parade?… and i get that Dewani chill & indignation as in how beyond-appalling it is that people think ‘what fun to juxtapose these clothes with some po’ folk: let’s head on down to Cape Town/ Gugs’ or ‘hmm, got meself into a tricky marriage: let’s head on down to CT to end it cheaply’. Did you ever see those happy little tins that WW’s came out with? the oblong one which is supposed to look like about 5 shacks all joined together, with happy little squatters playing games and having fun in the road by their homes…when you had eaten all the sweets inside, you could use it as a money box: ironic, insensitive, and if i remember correctly, a portion of profits could have gone to some beneficiary (don’t quote me), making it a Worthy Cause. yes, i bought one, being a tin collector, and wanting to support that worthy cause, but could not actually bring myself to ever display it in my home or use it as a money tin. had difficulty giving it away too, because i was so offended by it and didn’t want to offend any one else.

    but then how different and culturally insensitive is it when people use Zulu matron’s headdresses as decor items – and then Mr.Price offers a cheaper version. I am still longing for someone to make an exhibition of pillows, as a counter to all the carved wooden headrests that abound as collectors’ items. i went on a neighbourly visit to drink beer in Swaziland once, and discovered that my friends coveted the plastic beer pots – not the clay pots which break so easily (and which sit in many a gallery and museum).

    but now another thought, which reminds me not to get so uptight, and that “culture” is a changing thing: I once went to a health fair in Johannesburg and will never forget the sight of a white girl with long flowing golden hair, in all her sangoma glory selling lots of bundles of muti, and at the stand next to hers was a brown girl in full nurse’s uniform, promoting a nurses organization.
    in other words, maybe we must all just accept our differences in harmony. but i do find it hard to look at the pix above and not cringe

  2. and again: there’s an advert being aired currently, about the talks (about talks about talks) that the govnmnt is holding on Poverty, and the background music to this ad is just so smarmy & sleazy & feelgood: major disjunct between message & medium

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