Literature

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