What happened after New Orleans?
I’ve seen some interesting conversations circulating Beyonce’s new music video “Formation”. The video was released a day before her performance at the Supper Bowl. And while I confess a slight obsession when “Single Ladies” when it came out, I wouldn’t call myself a big Beyoncé fan. But the controversy sparked my attention so I decided to check it out.
I come to slay.
Turns out I freaking loved every minute of this video.
I often complain about the lack of real conversations in the media. This was refreshing to say the least.
First of all, let’s take a moment to appreciate the amazing job they did presenting a realistic, stylish, sexy, modern, and totally badass presentation of black culture. Not the ridiculous gangster images plastered all over the media, you know, the overly sexualized drug crazed dribble. This was a bit of real talk on black culture and actual issues. Thank you for that.
Secondly, I’m digging her call to action to ALL WOMEN to get in formation. To get up, get together, and fix this shit. Because let’s face it, if anything is going to change around here, it very likely needs a woman’s touch to get it done. Some serious girl power, and can I just say THNAK YOU for having some many amazing ladies rocking their natural hair? Yeah, crazy awesome.
Ok Ladies, now let’s get in formation.
What People Are Saying
I’ve come across a few articles about the song and video… Such a great discussion peace:
We needed to hear this.
But this song and video are not solely for those who left and those who remained, for our babies, and for our men. This is for the black Southern woman, too. Beyoncé calls the ancestors with the drums, embodies them in high-waisted, gorgeous dresses, fans our Creole foremothers to life with bunches of lace. She flashes forward to the future and invokes the daughters in the church, worshipping in their hats and starched dresses by reflecting their beauty right back to God. She invokes the daughters who usher the dead’s souls while shimmying down the second line. Invokes the daughters who frame the gorgeous shock of their black faces with pastel mermaid weave and wigs.
Let ’em talk, she says. It don’t matter. What matters is me singing, us dancing, us standing and rising and ascending through it all. They might not understand all this beauty now, but I’m going to make ’em see, baby.
But I think this is possibly my favorite quote… addressing all those who “don’t get it”.
Beyoncé, I hope you’re bathing in a marble tub full of white tears this morning.
So as I get sucked into the video and reading the articles I decide I really need to do something with this energy, so what do I do? Draw of course.
I did a little Periscope video of me working on my dawning, but unfortunately it got cut off before I could finish it… so I later popped in again to show the finished piece.
So here’s the video of tracing her after I finished the pencil sketch. Something fun to watch if you enjoy watching people draw.
And this is what the sketch looked after that:
I decided to add some shading and kind of spice her up after. Once she was done I shared her in another short video here. Here’s what she looks like all done 😉
But obviously I couldn’t stop there… You know I had to digitalize her and color her in!
Yeah… she’s pretty fab.
Thanks for the inspiration, B. Nice video, keep it up.