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Untitled (Boys of Walthamstow) from I Can Make You Feel Good (2020)
Untitled (Hat) from I Can Make You Feel Good (2020)
I Can Make You Feel Good, the début monograph by the American photographer Tyler Mitchell, was published at the height of the global lockdown in 2020. Its heady mix of visual nostalgia, youthful nonchalance and unfettered fun is generated through simple images of friends, models and collaborators hanging out – casually sitting or walking, lying and sleeping, enjoying the pleasures of picnicking, flying kites, hula-hooping and simply just being together – in what looks like the intoxicating blaze of summer. Some images hint at narratives, others feel like portraiture and a documentary realism is never far away. They appear alert to the past but are clearly contemporary in terms of their construction of time and space. All the images in the book are shot through with a wonderful naturalness and consistency both technically and conceptually. As a collection their dreamy state evokes comfort much like the mood in the American R&B group Shalamar’s hit single of the same title (from their platinumselling 1982 album Friends) to which Mitchell makes a knowing nod: ‘Now I truly believe / All the money in the world / Can’t comfort you the way I wrap my arms around you / And I’ll always be there / Baby, I can make you feel good.’ Yet, to assume Mitchell’s imagery is the embodiment of some sort of carefree attitude and exists in a vacuum at a remove from the issues that have reached boiling point in our age of anxiety (endemic racism; police brutality; political populism; climate crisis; pandemic) is mistaken. These images are not candy coloured confections but rather a critical intervention that speaks directly to our historical moment. Mitchell’s riff on the cool soul music of Shalamar’s Friends is far from incidental. Type ‘Friends’ into any search engine on the internet and from the billions of results the first will be not Shalamar but the enduringlypopular American tv sitcom Friends that ran from 1994 to 2004. Friends, much like Mitchell’s photographs, is a kind of chronicle of the everyday, the domestic, the ordinary and the unexceptional in the lives of an ensemble cast who seem to be at home just hanging out, just having fun. Yet what is most striking when looking at Friends now is just how white it was. Its astounding lack of racial diversity (accompanied by heavy doses of sleazy machismo, sexism and the surveillance of women’s bodies, as well as often nauseating jokes at the expense of lesbians, gay men and transwomen) was far from exceptional. As a young black person growing up in the 1990s and 2000s what did the products of popular culture, such as Friends, reflect back to you? In suggesting your life was invisible, your world erased, such a lack of inclusion actually exposed just how central such seemingly innocuous visual representations are to the global mechanisms of systemic racism. In the Preface to his book Mitchell states, ‘I often think about what white fun looks like and this notion that Black people can’t have the same… My work comes from a place of
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