My dad is Caucasian, and my mom is African American. I'm half black and half white. Being biracial paints a blurred line that is equal parts staggering and illuminating.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I come from a mixed background - my mom's black, my dad's white - and I traveled around the world.
My parents raised me to not ever look at race or color, so it doesn't have a big part in my self-identity.
All of us are so mixed. My great-grandfather was white.
I think being biracial is a different experience. I think that, and coming from the U.K., I feel as much white as I do black. And so it's really important for me to address these issues of identity in my work. But also, you know, we're always stronger when we work on, you know, what we have in common. And I love exploring that in my work.
My life is black and white and mixed. My mother's a Rastafarian, my dad was a short white guy - it's not an affectation. It's also the lives of millions of people throughout the world.
I'm black. I'm Latina. My mom is Cuban. Afro-Cuban. My dad is white and Australian.
My mother is black and my father is Filipino. I got the best of both worlds.
My grandfather was coloured, my father was Negro, and I am Black.
On my mom's side I'm Mexican, and my dad is a white dude.
I come from an interracial family: My father is from Nigeria, and so he is African-American, and my mother is American and white, so I rarely see skin color. It's never an issue for me.