Visualities

August 5, 2019 By: Alix Beeston

Critical and creative engagements with modernism's cultures, objects, and problems of sight.

July 1, 2026 By: Beeta Baghoolizadeh

In May 2025, Tamara Lanier’s court cases against Harvard University for the possession of daguerreotypes featuring her ancestors finally resulted in a settlement. These high-profile cases, which hinged on her familial claims to two photographs in Harvard’s collections, have inspired conversations around archival practices, ownership, and consent in photography. In the mid-nineteenth century, Harvard biologist Louis Agassiz had photographs taken of enslaved African Americans, including two named...

February 12, 2026 By: Michael Allan

In 1896, mere months after revealing their revolutionary cinematograph in Lyon, the Lumière Brothers dispatched a team of operators around the globe to showcase the new device and capture moving images for international circulation. Among this cadre of pioneering cinematographers was Alexandre Promio, who traveled to Spain, England, and Italy, before embarking on a journey to Algeria in December that same year. This broader story is part of my forthcoming book,

December 3, 2025 By: Jane Frances Dunlop

I have always liked things that were all at once. Not abundance so much as excess. But excess is not quite the correct word. What I am thinking about, what I have many times tried to make, what I have often loved, is the exuberance of too much possibility. Too much: those things that capture, or at least organize and aestheticize, the ways the world is often too much.

May 1, 2025 By: John Lurz

In October 2018, I took a research trip to the Fonds Roland Barthes at the Bibliothèque nationale in Paris. I had just started writing a book on Barthes, and I wanted to learn more about the amateur painting and doodling that flits through Roland Barthes by Roland Barthes: for example, an early drawing in marker whose pleasure and stupidity Barthes comments on in the lower left corner

March 12, 2025 By: Ria Banerjee

Michael Powell and Emeric Pressburger’s midcentury psychological fantasy Black Narcissus (1947) is enjoying something of a resurgence, available to be rewatched and taught more widely than ever before. For much of the 70-plus years since its release, the movie was difficult to find except as written descriptions, movie stills or poster art (fig. 1). It was a tantalizing entry in filmmaker lore that the likes of Martin Scorsese and Tilda Swinton cite as formative influences, while ordinary...

November 25, 2024 By: Alix Beeston

Five years ago, in August 2019, the Visualities forum was established as a site for thinking through the visual relations and ocular regimes of modernity. It posed three broad provocations: “In what new ways might we discuss the visual as a special category—aesthetic, epistemological, political—in modernism? How do different modes and practices of vision interact within the contested terrain of modernity?

October 22, 2024 By: Jordan Brower

Dear Sarah, I’m in the foothills of holiday territory as I write this, so forgive (or at least understand) this opening bout of sentimentality. However, there’s a formal point here, if not a critical one, so I take some comfort in the fact that this is periphrasis with a purpose.

August 8, 2024 By: Elizabeth Alsop

As I watched Marie Menken’s short film, Visual Variations on Noguchi (1945)—screened as part of an exhibit at the Noguchi Museum earlier this year—I found myself thinking about Gertrude Stein. Specifically, I recalled the letter Stein wrote to Samuel Steward in 1940, thanking him for a gift he had sent her and Alice B. Toklas: a countertop stand mixer known as the Sunbeam Mix Master 500. “The Mix master came Easter Sunday, and we have not had time to more than read the literature and put it...

March 21, 2024 By: Alix Beeston

The first section of “Judging by its Cover” consists of pieces that are interested in the cover as a form of compensation, a covering over, as a piece of gorgeous textile can mask or stand in for what one doesn’t want to confront, or what can’t be confronted for whatever nefarious, oblivious, or self-deceptive reason. The pieces are interested, too, in how covers spur questions about what others are thinking and what one’s own book is doing—and what it is about the cover image that links these...

March 13, 2024 By: Alix Beeston

On October 26, 1936, T. S. Eliot wrote a letter to American writer and host of an influential Parisian literary salon, Natalie Barney. In it he admitted with discernible embarrassment that his most recent author at Faber & Faber, Djuna Barnes—whose Ladies Almanack (1928) was about Barney’s salon and featured her as the character Dame Evangeline Musset—did not approve of the design for the first edition of Nightwood. “I must explain,” he writes,

January 25, 2024 By: Robert Volpicelli

In the first decade of the twentieth century, Claude Monet’s world began to go dark. The impressionist painter had experienced problems with his eyesight before: as early as 1867, a young Monet found that his penchant for painting outdoors, in full sun, strained his eyes to the point where he worried he would go blind. [1] Now, some forty years later, he was developing cataracts, a clouding of the eye’s lens that can cause blurring and color distortion. Hoping to avoid an operation, in part due...

October 26, 2023 By: Nadine Attewell

For someone who thinks a lot about photography, I have decidedly mixed feelings about being seen. In Canada, where I grew up and once again live, the state’s term for non-Indigenous racialized people like me is “visible minority.” The hypervisibility of racialization often confers a kind of invisibility, however. As a cis scholar of mixed Chinese descent, I am persistently misrecognized by other members of the institutions through which I move, mistaken for a student, staff member, a different...

September 21, 2023 By: Noa Saunders

I first encountered Baroness Elsa von Freytag-Loringhoven (1874–1927) at a conference on modernism and comedy. While her performance style is not exactly comical, the Baroness is most notable for her eccentric writing and elaborate costumes, despite the fact that her title brought her no monetary stability. Born in Germany, she immigrated to the US with a husband who soon abandoned her, she married the Baron (her third husband) who soon died, and she made her way to the Greenwich Village art...

August 31, 2023 By: Sophie Oliver

“Poets in Vogue” is an interdisciplinary exhibition held at the National Poetry Library in the Southbank Centre, London, from 17 February to 10 September 2023. Sophie Oliver (University of Liverpool) and Sarah Parker (Loughborough University) worked with Gesa Werner, an expert costume-maker and mounter, to explore the relationship between poetry and clothes through the work and dress of seven twentieth-century women poets. The exhibition includes imaginative recreations of some of these poets’ signature “looks,” along with archival and reconstructed garments. In the following reflections on making the exhibition, Sophie’s and Sarah’s words are distinct, to emphasize two specific concerns of the project: a collaborative process and the materiality of language.

March 16, 2023 By: Alex Zivkovic

"Objet trouvé par Leonor Fini. Couverture d ’un livre ayant séjourné dans la mer.” Like all object labels, this label tells a story. The first sentence is true. The second, a seductive fiction. The artist Leonor Fini did find this object, but not on a beach. Though seemingly encrusted with mud and marine matter, it has never spent time in a sea. Instead, it is a German-language novelty item created by Carl Maria Seyppel circa 1890, entitled Christoph Columbus Logbuch. An antique discarded object by the time it came into Fini’s hands, Seyppel originally had made the book to look as if it were water-damaged. Though the caption encourages us to imagine Fini having the tides deposit it at her feet, the real moment of encounter would have been far more quotidian: Fini came across it as at a flea market or bookstore.

January 26, 2023 By: Oishani Sengupta

This summer, as I was wrapping up my dissertation and packing my boxes in upstate New York, I started watching Satyajit Ray’s Jai Baba Felunath ( The Elephant God, 1979) after what felt like a lifetime. The film is based on a novel from Ray’s own children’s detective series featuring the celebrated Bengali private investigator Prodosh C. Mitter, aka Felu-da (“da” being an affectionate honorific for elder brother). In a 1980 review, Gene Moscowitz calls it “Ray’s bow to that Yank hardboiled...

September 23, 2022 By: Georgia Monaghan

There’s a recent feminist slogan that, no matter how staunch my feminist allegiance, always troubles me. You’ve no doubt seen it in one form or another: the ubiquitous “This is what a feminist looks like” emblazoned on posters, memes, and fashion apparel such as t-shirts, onesies, and, heaven help us, even aprons! I believe I understand the laudable intention underlying this message: to demonstrate visually that feminists come in all shapes, sizes, colors, ages, classes, genders, and orientations, and to help reclaim and destigmatize the term feminist after decades of conservative backlash. Nevertheless, I cannot escape the many unsettling questions the slogan raises for me: Why the emphasis on image and appearance? What does it matter what a feminist looks like? Isn’t it a person’s actions that makes them a feminist? Wouldn't a better slogan communicate what a feminist believes in and stands for, the changes a feminist demands and is prepared to agitate for? And why the stress on the singular feminist? What about feminists as a collective?

July 29, 2022 By: Alix Beeston

A creature luminous and vexed, the firefly flits in melancholic briefness, brilliant yet burning out, its light’s little lifespan mocked by the starry fixtures of the sky. The firefly’s illumination is a chemical process, like the flash of a camera but without the photograph’s sense of permanence and history. Instead, summer by summer, children chase down these natural lanterns and collect them in mason jars, glass enclosures for viewing their darkening demise. Aquariums of lost energy.

June 24, 2022 By: Emma Heaney

In a scene midway through Alison Bechdel’s 2006 graphic memoir Fun Home, the little tomboy Bechdel sits with her father in a small-town Pennsylvania luncheonette when, together, they look (or rather he swivels to glower and she stares moon-eyed) at a bulldyke standing at the counter. “Is that what you want to look like?” her father hisses derisively across the laminate table, compelling his child to answer, falsely, “no” (fig. 1). This glimpse of a butch truck driver “sustained” the queer child...

April 3, 2022 By: Heidi Kim

Sometime last year, I came across an article in which the director Lee Isaac Chung described the formative influence of Willa Cather’s My Ántonia on his 2020 film Minari. I knew then that I needed to find the right person—or people—to explore these narratives of immigrant families in the harsh and beautiful environs of the rural United States, which form a tether from the modernist moment to the present. The result is this moving and insightful epistolary conversation between Rachel Warner, a...

January 10, 2022 By: Mena Mitrano

The minuteness of her body and the expansiveness of her thought struck some as an odd contrast. In this still, her body crowded by the desk lamp, the large microphone, and the curtains that seem to drift toward her on the window’s breeze, they fuse in one perfect moment (Fig. 1). Mid-February 1994, Rome. She is speaking at the Virginia Woolf Center of the International Women’s House about the convergence of the practice of feminism and the insights of Michel Foucault. Critical of the communion of the “we,” she is taking feminism in another direction, a more theoretical direction, some would say.

November 10, 2021 By: Rafael Walker

Director Rebecca Hall’s recent adaptation of Nella Larsen’s exquisite second novel, Passing (1929), is visually stunning. I had the pleasure of seeing the film on the big screen, during its limited theatrical run and before its Netflix release. It was the ideal atmosphere for absorbing this cinematic rendering of Larsen’s eerie, anxiety-ridden plot: ensconced with a sparse audience (my companion and I comprising two of the four patrons for the 5:10pm showing) in a small independent theater in Manhattan, just a few miles from where the story is set, and with Halloween everywhere looming on this late-October evening.

October 28, 2021 By: Mia Florin-Sefton

In Germany in 1923 everyone was talking about their hormones. This was, in large part, thanks to the popular release of a medical education film called Der Steinach-Film. Der Steinach-Film was sponsored by the Universum Film-Akiten Gescellschaft (Ufa), a German motion-picture production company known for producing artistically outstanding and technically competent films during the silent era, and which from 1918 onwards included a cultural division that produced and distributed medical education...

September 20, 2021 By: Jack Quirk

What do images have to do with the law? A lot, as it turns out. To make sense of an image requires the viewer to imagine a form of life. To imagine a form of life is to imagine a form of law. So law owes its existence to images; they clothe its abstract existence in sensible form. Think of the picture of sovereignty in the famous frontispiece of Thomas Hobbes’s Leviathan, the hallowed federalism of the Stars and Stripes, or Justitia, the anthropomorphic figure promising blind and equitable...

July 28, 2021 By: Maggie Hennefeld

How many feminist scholars and archivists does it take to screw in a lightbulb? There is no punch line to this set-up. Instead, we have spent the past two years curating a four-disc DVD/Blu-ray set on “ Cinema’s First Nasty Women,” a project that features 99 films from over a dozen international archives spotlighting the unrealized histories of feminist revolt and hellraising rebellion. Launched by a series of screenings at the Pordenone Silent Film Festival (Giornate del Cinema Muto), our set...

April 29, 2021 By: Juno Richards

From the start, I wanted Claude Cahun to be like me, or I saw myself in them, and used the pronoun that would make this misrecognition seem the most true. It would be possible to write a different sort of essay than the one I’m writing now, without any recourse to autobiography. This other, more academic essay would make a strong case for Cahun as a key figure in transgender history. But my argument for why Cahun’s pronouns matter is situated in the drama of more personal misrecognitions, mine and those of others, played out between the queer historical past and the present tense of its archival recovery.

March 29, 2021 By: Natalie Ferris

Rain in Lisbon often made me think of notation, of glyphs and dashes inscribing a page |/. I know this sounds too romantic, too neat, particularly for a rain that would often fall in unruly sheets, dislodging cobbles, stripping trees, and running thick with dirt and debris. There was something in the geometry of its fall, however, oblique strokes driven by Atlantic winds that would swing in an arc of directions, backlit by the amber lamplight. Each long strip of water was visible, and, in the labored rate of its fall, traceable.

February 15, 2021 By: Kevin Riordan

In 1888, the George Eastman Company put the first film-roll camera on the market. The new “Kodak” put photographic practice into the hands of many amateurs and hobbyists for the first time. This camera had immediate cultural effect, shaping how people saw and recorded things—even when they didn’t have a Kodak with them. In 1890, for example, the American journalist Nellie Bly had few regrets about her record-breaking trip around the world, except that in her “hasty departure [she] forgot to take a Kodak.”

January 21, 2021 By: Lorraine Sim

When I first saw this image on the National Gallery of Australia’s website, I wasn’t quite sure who, or what, I was seeing (fig. 1). What is the shadowy form lurking in the bottom-left-hand-corner of the image? Is it a person emerging out of the basement, a playful photographic superimposition, or something more banal: just another painting propped in the corner?

December 29, 2020 By: Grace Brockington

This article is the final installment of a special series on the Visualities blog exploring digital archives connected to modernism’s visual cultures. Contributors to the series introduce and model the uses of online resources spanning art, film, media, book history, print cultures, and more. In attending to specific visual artifacts from these collections, they also reflect on issues of methodology raised by developing and using digital archives, including in times of crisis and remote working...

December 3, 2020 By: Alice Staveley

Virginia Woolf records in her diary, September 22, 1925, clarion testimony to the transformational power of the Hogarth Press on her writing life. The avowed feminism of that final sentence has the force of proleptic aphorism; one woman’s victory over a male-dominated publishing industry might well become the rallying cry for later women printers and press owners. [2] But the future-making turn of the last sentence also eclipses the quiet force of the first: Woolf’s lament that she has sacrificed, willingly, her handwriting to the Hogarth Press.

October 21, 2020 By: Suzanne W. Churchill

Although Mina Loy consorted with nearly every historical avant-garde movement, she was contained by none and is rarely mentioned in their histories. She’s not alone in this regard. Canonical histories and theories of the avant-garde typically marginalize the work of women, people of color, queer, and disabled artists. Despite significant efforts to articulate the importance of gender, sexuality, and race to the avant-garde, scholars have yet to offer a comprehensive theory of the avant-garde that accounts for the experiences of marginalized artists who were often ambivalent about claiming affiliation with white, male-dominated movements.

August 17, 2020 By: Kate Saccone

This article is part of a special series on the Visualities blog exploring digital archives connected to modernism’s visual cultures. Over the next few months, contributors to the forum will introduce and model the uses of online resources spanning art, film, media, book history, print cultures, and more. In attending to specific visual artifacts from these collections, they will also reflect on issues of methodology raised by developing and using digital archives, including in times of crisis...

August 5, 2020 By: Brandon Truett

For their final writing assignment in a course on contemporary art, my students were required to analyze a single artwork from the last sixty or so years. The point was to encourage them to apply the theories of visuality that we’d studied throughout the quarter, and the assignment had one nonnegotiable stipulation: the artwork must be accessible somewhere in Chicago, where our class was held.

July 28, 2020 By: Amy E. Elkins

The crown jewel in the 1937 Hollywood musical Ready, Willing, & Able is an elaborate song-and-dance number called “Too Marvelous for Words.” A lovestruck male theater producer, attempting to write a love letter by dictation, is surrounded by an army of female secretaries: hanging on his words, clinging to ladders, sitting at typewriters. As the music picks up tempo, the secretaries tap their keys in time.

May 13, 2020 By: Louise Hornby

Glass tears do not leave a trace. In Man Ray’s photograph, Les Larmes de Verre (Glass Tears) (1932), they rest on the model’s cheekbones—hard, cold drops, threatening to fall (fig. 1). The tears are too smooth, too round, too still. If the tears were to slide off her face, they would scatter like tiny marbles across the studio floor. Man Ray worked on the image after he and Lee Miller broke off their relationship, and so critics have said both that the glass tears represent female duplicity and...

March 2, 2020 By: Phillip Maciak

The apocalypse stressed me out. This is an obviously true, maybe irresponsibly glib statement in material terms—the sixth extinction, global pandemic, nuclear annihilation, space rocks, methane farts, these all terrify me daily in ways that I have the luxury to be terrified.

November 13, 2019 By: Pardis Dabashi

Dear Nella, I was terribly disappointed that you didn’t get here last week. And I was furious with myself for mentioning the damned wedding to you because it turned out that I didn’t go. People kept coming in and then deciding not to go on to the wedding, so we were here until eight o’clock. Then we went out to dinner. It was very amusing too because the sandwiches kept getting fewer and fewer, and I kept rescuing them from hungry guests and saying firmly, “You’ll have to leave some for Nella Larsen Imes and Elmer.” Then when you didn’t appear they accused me of trying to save the food.

August 5, 2019 By: Alix Beeston

Mirror, mirror, on the wall, or so the story goes. For Snow White’s stepmother, the evil Queen, the terrible magic of the mirror is its unimpeachable veracity, its devotion to the truth. The mirror doesn’t lie about what it knows; and what the mirror knows, it knows precisely; and what the mirror knows precisely, it knows visually. Who is the fairest one of all? It sees what it knows and it knows what it sees.
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Blurring or Focusing Enslavement: Photography and The Color Black

July 1, 2026 By: Beeta Baghoolizadeh

Volume 11 Cycle 2

Tags: photography archives

In May 2025, Tamara Lanier’s court cases against Harvard University for the possession of daguerreotypes featuring her ancestors finally resulted in a settlement. These high-profile cases, which hinged on her familial claims to two photographs in Harvard’s collections, have inspired conversations around archival practices, ownership, and consent in photography. In the mid-nineteenth century, Harvard biologist Louis Agassiz had photographs taken of enslaved African Americans, including two named Delia and Renty, as proof of polygenesis theory and, in turn, their “necessary” enslavement. Agassiz left these photographs to Harvard. In 2019, Lanier, a descendant of Delia and Renty who grew up hearing stories about “Papa Renty” from her grandmother, sued Harvard for the photographs. Her six-year battle with the university brought a watershed moment for archives and the photography of enslaved people: Harvard would relinquish the daguerreotypes, which would be transferred to the International African American Museum in Charleston, South Carolina.[1]

Lanier had been in the throes of her court cases against Harvard as I wrote The Color Black: Enslavement and Erasure in Iran and wrestled with how I would include photographs in my book. How does one approach images of enslavement, created under conditions of non-consent? I came to define enslavement and abolition in Iran through the concepts of forced visibility and forced invisibility, and photography was critical to both. Enslavement was a process of forced visibility that capitalized on the enslaved person’s racial distinction from their enslavers to identify them as not only Black, but also as enslaved. After the Manumission Law of 1929, however, abolition was a process of forced invisibility; within a matter of decades, references to enslavement and Black people were completely erased from the national landscape. These erasures were so pervasive scholars and archivists regularly suggested that I would not find anything about these subjects. Yet when I arrived in Iran for my fieldwork, I found photograph after photograph of enslaved Black people, some alongside others, some solo, staring back at me from behind and within the archival walls and frames.

Photography became a critical source base for my work. Prior to abolition, Iranians trained themselves to see race in photography, to structure images around racial constructions. After abolition, they trained themselves to see past it. Photography became a technology through which people learned and communicated racial (and racist) discernment through the production and circulation of the image. The ubiquity of enslaved people in photographs recalled how wealthy Iranians valued both enslavement and photography as a means of projecting prestige and status during the nineteenth century. The manner in which the photographs had since been organized in the archives, however, revealed how little attention had been given to them since Iranians chose to forget this period of history. In the absence of systemic categorization, I would sometimes stumble upon the photographs by accident; other times I would find them in the “Women’s Albums,” where they had been placed because of their proximity to women and their domestic work. It became clear that the enslaved were not only marginalized in their lifetimes, but also in the writing of history.

Most scholarship on the history of enslavement in Iran glosses over race, and even more frustratingly, most scholarship on Iranian history does not mention slavery at all, implicitly influenced by Pahlavi-era nationalist discourses and narratives that downplayed histories of enslavement and promoted ideas of Aryan supremacy. Because Persian and other Middle Eastern languages do not have direct equivalents for translating race, racialization, or racism, some scholars have wielded the lack of vocabulary as proof of its immateriality. Instead, I turned toward the visual to probe what has been unsaid. I argued that the presence and erasure of racial enslavement in the nineteenth and twentieth centuries was critical to modern Iranian history, and I weighed what kinds of memories and histories these photographs carried. But the question remained: what role would images of enslavement have in my book, given such images’ problems of control and consent—so powerfully demonstrated by Lanier’s cases against Harvard?

Seeing Photographs

Once the camera was invented in 1837, it arrived swiftly to Iran in 1841 and was placed in the hands of the young prince Nasir al-Din. During his reign as Shah from 1848–1896, photography rose as an activity and object of interest among wealthy Iranians. Enslaved East Africans were not only photographed in this period, but they were also among the first people to be photographed in Iran, alongside their enslavers, royals or wealthy members of society. East Africans especially were enslaved in Iran as wet nurses, cooks, nannies, escorts, messengers, housekeepers, and in other roles critical to the management of day-to-day domestic life. The presence of the enslaved in the home, and their role as escorts of their enslavers outside of the home, rendered their visibility critical to their enslavement. The advent of photography, paired with East Africans becoming the last remaining people to be enslaved in Iran, shaped the norms around how enslaved people were seen in both public and private spaces. Being seen—displayed—was indeed integral to their enslavement.

After abolition in 1929, however, racialized enslavement in Iran became governed by a forced invisibility. Iranians—both Black and non-Black—all received citizenship at the same time in the 1930s, and although no system of Jim Crow was legally established in Iran, Black Iranians were forgotten on a national scale. They instead dealt with day-to-day racist encounters that placed social and economic limits on their lives. From the 1950s onwards, non-Black Iranians embraced racist, supremacist ideas that Iranians are ethnically white Aryans, pushed claims that Cyrus the Great had freed all the slaves 2,500 years ago, and even published new dictionary definitions of slavery that restricted its meaning to plantation slavery in the United States. In a similar vein, despite photography’s unique purchase on indexical visibility, photographs of enslaved Black people in Iran have, paradoxically, been used to erase the history of their enslavement.

It was this history, this wielding of imagery, that made me follow Lanier’s case carefully while thinking about how to approach the photography of enslavement. As I read about Lanier’s case in the media, scholarly works shaped my approach and methodology as well. In The Color Black, I mention two works that were crucial to my thinking about the stakes of either eliding or omitting enslavement photographs: Jarrett Drake’s “Blood at the Root,” which discusses Lanier’s court case against Harvard in the context of archival praxis, and Temi Odumosu’s “The Crying Child,” on mass historical reproductions and subsequent digital reproductions of a photograph of a young Caribbean child in the earlier twentieth century.[2] The articles omit or blur the images in question, a visual reminder to the reader—either in their altered state or their absence—to consider what they may be seeking to see.

Tracings of photograph from the late nineteenth or early twentieth century
Figs. 1–2. Tracings of photograph from the late nineteenth or early twentieth century. The men standing in the back are enslaved.

I wondered: was there an interventionist approach that would effectively address the histories of race, enslavement, power, and kinship that produced these images? Inspired by Odumosu’s blurred photographs, I did simple tracings and blurred the images I was studying (figs. 1–4). I wanted to keep the shapes of the figures’ bodies but to avoid exposing their identities. I considered using outlines, blurred images, or a combination of both. The resulting images sloughed off details and lost layers of texture while highlighting sharp contrasts. In some examples, the blur smoothed out skin tones and produced racially vague images. At once, the outlines called attention to the spatial arrangement of these portraits, which appear as a formulaic visual language: the enslavers sat, the enslaved stood. And yet, while I intended for the anonymization to protect the enslaved—whose photographs were taken without their clear consent—it also served to protect the identities of the enslavers.

Blurred sights of enslavement
Figs. 3–4. Blurred sights of enslavement.

As I considered my options, I also thought about the image of a young girl in Saidiya Hartman’s Wayward Lives, Beautiful Experiments, whose presentation sharply contrasted with Drake’s and Odumosu’s examples. In a photograph from the turn of the century, a young Black girl—maybe seven or eight years old—lies naked on a sofa, her eyes looking straight at the camera, operated by a man decades older than her. The photo is from the turn of the century, and as such, the unnamed girl in the photograph was not enslaved, though it is clear she was not exactly free. Hartman notes that in 1883, the age of consent was ten years old. Was this child yet ten? It is an immaterial question, as it does not justify what we can see and cannot see in the photograph. In her book, Hartman covers two full pages of text with the image, overlaying her prose on the young girl’s face, her body, her “small arms tucked tight against her torso like clipped wings.”[3] Hartman not only shows this photograph—overflowing with racial and sexual violence—but also forces us to look at it and reckon with it as we read. She pushes us to face this child and what she endured before she follows several possible threads of lives that child may have lived.

When I looked back to the “family” portraits of enslaved people and their enslavers in Iran, I was confronted with another side of the story, since narratives of enslavement are already so erased and sanitized in the Iranian context. I can count the number of books written on the history of slavery in Iran during this period—in English and Persian—on my fingers, although the scholarship is growing. The forced invisibility of abolition, the notion that Iran never had slavery or does not have Black people (when, in reality, it had both, both connected and independent of one another, and Black Iranians continue to live there today), has become such a pervasive and powerful national narrative that when photographs of Black Iranians are circulated, they are framed as anthropological discoveries to elicit shock and surprise. While Black Iranians report non-Black Iranians routinely denying their identities and histories, historical photographs circulate on social media as lighthearted jokes without acknowledgment of the enslaved persons that appear within them.[4] References to enslaved people in archives, digital or otherwise, were limited until recently, when most archivists itemized entries by using the obfuscating language of “servant” instead of slave. In these posts, the figure of the enslaved person is almost always untouched, unacknowledged, or, at best, labeled “unknown.” In other posts, these photographs are used to promote a benevolent story of the enslaved as part of the family. The framing of these photographs, then, has been constitutional in the erasure of slavery.

Decisions to blur or overlay images of enslavement in the Americas do not work so well for the Iranian context, because they redouble other kinds of willful absence. I did not want to erase this history or compound its violences; I was trying, precisely, to reveal and redress it. I wanted people who read my book to be able to learn how these photographs were structured, so that they could also recognize what the photograph was showing them. The blur not only distorted the image but also the ability to read it. I could not honor the stories of the people in the photographs this way.

I consulted with other scholars and colleagues. At that time, I served as the Resident Historian for the Collective for Black Iranians; I spoke with the founders and members of the Collective as well. The resounding conclusion was that the photographs were painful to look at but needed to be included in the book to properly honor this history. I decided I would use the photographs in the formats in which I came across them, but that I would tread carefully with them. And so, I opened The Color Black with a “Note on Photography” to contextualize my decision to publish twenty photographs of enslaved people from the nineteenth and twentieth centuries. In the note, I recognized that the photographs were tools of both the forced visibility of enslavement and the forced invisibility of abolition, but I decided to publish them—rather than censoring them, presenting them only as traces, or substituting them with detailed descriptions—to avoid furthering large-scale erasures surrounding race and enslavement throughout Iran.[5] It was important for me that the note be one of the first things the reader encounters when opening the book, to prime them for what they were able to see: photographs of people who should be treated with dignity and respect.

Photo of family
Figs. 5–6. The original photographs, as digitized at Women’s Worlds in Qajar Iran. “Family portrait,” Farnaz Behzadi, record no. 13100A14, and “Group portrait,” Iran Khanum and Amirdokht Ghaffari, record no. 16178A30.

The Color Black was published in 2024 and has over thirty images, among them photographs from Golestan Palace, private family collections, the Smithsonian, and the Women’s Worlds in Qajar Iran (WWQI) digital archive, alongside illustrations, portraits, caricatures, and other documents. Two such photographs are from the late nineteenth or early twentieth century, when wealthy families began to commission these polished “family” portraits (figs. 5 and 6). We can see the expressions of the enslaved men and the children they were charged with looking after, the details of their clothing, even the torn photograph edges. Whereas the blurred and outlined versions emphasize how formulaic these portraits are, how the enslaved men’s bodies frame those of the enslavers’ children (the enslaving children), the reproductions of the originals reveal how photography was used to show others how to see race, particularly Blackness, in sepia or black-and-white photography.

Reading Photographs

In January 2025, Lanier published her own book, From These Roots: My Fight With Harvard to Reclaim My Legacy, which features Renty’s photograph on the cover.[6] A few months later, the court ruled for Harvard to transfer the photographs of Delia and Renty, alongside others, to the International African American Museum. Lanier, who hailed the transfer of the photographs a “homecoming,” has suggested that the transfer will allow for the images to be cared for and appreciated in ways they could not be at Harvard.[7]

Lanier’s welcoming of the case’s resolution suggests that there are ways to house photographs—even those taken in the most depraved of circumstances and enacting the most vicious of ideologies—within the right institutional and scholarly settings. Unlike Harvard, the International African American Museum had not trafficked in nineteenth-century theories of scientific racism. To the contrary, the Museum was established in 2023, at a major port site of enslavement, in an effort towards the reclamation and restitution of these histories. Given that the daguerreotypes were created in situations of non-consent, care in their treatment can only be limited and relational; but some measure of care is still possible and necessary, as Lanier’s act of “rehoming” the images makes clear.

I now see my decision to reproduce photographs of enslaved people in my book as being in line with Lanier’s efforts to secure the transfer of the daguerreotypes from Harvard to the International African American Museum: not withdrawing the photographs from public view, but carefully and respectfully (re)contextualizing them, so as to center the stories of people rather than the systems that oppressed them. Two years after the publication of The Color Black, the inclusion of the images has generated new ways of seeing and reading enslavement. One of the images I reproduce and discuss in the book is a “Group Portrait” by Iran Khanum and Amirdokht Ghaffari (fig. 6). Standing in the back of the image is Abo’l Qasem, whom the archival caption in English describes as “child of one of the house servants.” In Persian, however, he is labeled as a khanehzad, which is best translated as “born of the house [that enslaves them].” Abo’l Qasem’s parents had also been enslaved by this family, and he was born into his enslavement. Now a young man, he escorts the children of his enslavers for a photograph as a visual demonstration that they are well-cared for. The inscription, perhaps written by the children’s parent and Abo’l Qasem’s enslaver, reads, “Dedicating this photograph of the children to you, an invitation to come to Tehran. Abo’l Qasem, ʿAli Naqi Khan, Badiʿ oz-Zaman, Sayf od-Din Khan [the three children]. But Sayf od-Din is much better than his photo, his face looks very black because of a shadow” (Baghoolizadeh, The Color Black, 58).

But what about Abo’l Qasem? Abo’l Qasem is Black, but Abo’l Qasem’s Blackness did not need to be mentioned in this caption. His Blackness was a given—he is standing, he is clearly the children’s chaperone and not a member of the family. Only the dark complexion of the child is noteworthy, and necessary to clarify, so as to identify the child as enslaver and not enslaved. While Abo’l Qasem’s photograph is notable for the accompanying caption that includes his name, it still conveys the racial, spatial, and relational information necessary to define him as an enslaved Black man by negation.

After coming across this photograph in The Color Black, some colleagues have asked me about Sayf od-Din and Abo’l Qasem. Was it possible they were brothers, both born to an enslaved Black woman, one to the enslaver patriarch, and the other to an enslaved man? Or perhaps two different enslaved Black women, but still differentiated by the status of their fathers? These speculations are only possible because my colleagues considered the photograph in its full context of enslavement in Iran during this period. And while I am not convinced these suggestions are correct, they raise important questions, as I am not aware of any portraits that included the children of enslaved women alongside their free or unfree siblings. In any case, I am certain my colleagues would not have shared these thoughts had I blurred the images, and their questions underscore my point: these photographs were wielded to teach racial difference, regardless of the reality. While it is impossible to know the exact details of their relationship from the photograph, it is clear that Sayf od-Din is free, and Abo’l Qasem is enslaved, and that their perceived non-Blackness or Blackness was pertinent to these distinctions.

The decision to share the photographs has had not only intellectual ramifications, opening up the conversation to new possible understandings of the past, but personal ones as well. Since the book’s publication, The Color Black has given some people resources for interpreting photographs passed down in their families. This includes Black Iranians searching for clues of their enslaved ancestors and others looking to address sordid pasts they have inherited. In a case where generations have learned to deny a recent history of enslavement and to obfuscate its violence, looking away from these photographs risks reinforcing denial; but facing the original images can help us to remember the enslaved.


Notes

I presented a version of this piece at the “Ethics and Theories” session of the “Language of Photography” workshop held at University of California, Davis, organized by Amy Motlagh, Mira Xenia Schwerda, and Belle Cheves in May 2025. I thank them, as well as Kelli Moore who served as discussant, and the rest of the workshop participants for engaging with my work. I also thank Sareh Afshar, Alexis Broderick, Reem Bailony, Ayelet Brinn, and Katie J. Hickerson for discussing this piece with me.

[2] Jarrett Martin Drake, “Blood at the Root,” Journal of Contemporary Archival Studies 8, no. 6 (2021): 1–24; Temi Odumosu, “The Crying Child: On Colonial Archives, Digitization, and Ethics of Care in the Cultural Commons,” Current Anthropology 61, no. S22 (2020): S141–S339.

[3] See Saidiya Hartman, Wayward Lives, Beautiful Experiments: Intimate Histories of Social Upheaval (W.W. Norton, 2019), 26–28. As I wrote this piece away from my office and my books, I looked up an e-book of Wayward Lives, only to find that the full-spread photograph of the little girl over two pages was excised from this edition completely. Only a smaller image, cropped at her waist to minimize the nudity (which is also found in the print edition) is included. Fred Moten published the same photograph, uncropped, in “Taste Dissonance Flavor Escape: Preface for a Solo by Miles Davis,” Women and Performance: a journal of feminist theory 17, no. 2 (2007): 217–46, 227–28.

[4] Beeta Baghoolizadeh and Priscillia Kounkou Hoveyda, “Writing Ourselves into Existence with the Collective for Black Iranians,” merip.org, Middle East Research and Information Project, June 29, 2021.

[5] Beeta Baghoolizadeh, The Color Black: Enslavement and Erasure in Iran (Duke University Press, 2024), xiii.

[6] Tamara Lanier, From These Roots: My Fight with Harvard to Reclaim My Legacy (Crown Publishing Group, 2025).

[7] Tamara Lanier, “Tamara Lanier on Her Historic Victory Against Harvard University,” interview by Valentina Di Liscia, Hyperallergic, May 29, 2025.