Mixed Race Matters

It was a journey that I think I always knew I would make. A journey that in the end, I knew I would have to make, to a destination I feared I might never reach. You see for me, this was more than a journey. This was a search to find the answer to a […]

Now I thank God that I am mixed race, although for many years I resented the fact that I was different because it brought trouble to my door. I remember being on a bus one day when I was about 13 and suddenly noticing that my hand was brown. Everyone else on the bus was

2001 will herald a new age. The change may not be noticed by most people, but for the growing number of mixed race Britons the next census will give them their first opportunity for official recognition. For a group which has been consistently ignored and marginalised throughout history this is a milestone. For all of

Life when you're young and in love and in a mixed race relationship doesn't seem to have changed that much. Every simple decision like where you go for a drink, go shopping or buy a house because anytime soon a small minded creep can make comment or do something to invade your privacy. The death

Lucy de Bruce is from the Kailoma community of Fiji. Kailomas are the descendants of indigenous Fijians and European settlers who became the first ‘blended people’ of the Fiji Islands during the early nineteenth century. They are also known as Vasu. Over the years the category has grown to include other blood mixtures, although the

It is almost time to decide whether we like the idea that mixed race is another race or whether we want to dispute the insertion of a mixed race category on the census form. I think we have probably all run through the arguments about the 'other' category on equal opportunities monitoring forms. Let's face

'I stand alone in the evening shadows atop a hill overlooking downtown Amman. From this vantage point I see a skyline pitted with the green neon light of mosques whilst from the busy streets below rise the sounds of an Arab city on the move. Then I sense a lull in this stream of sounds

  I have noticed that few people mention their great-grandparents birthplace when introducing themselves. Personally, I have found it the quickest way to satisfy other people's curiosity. At different times in my life I have reacted to this curiosity with feelings of insecurity, embarrassment, indignation or amusement. I think this variety of feelings came from

  I am not a mule, although I have been known to make an ass of myself. My name is Terence Facey. I am a photographer, born of mixed parentage. I use photography as a means of documenting my search for identity. My mother was white English, my father was a West Indian of African