THERE ARE THREE QUESTIONS PLEASE RESPOND
1) Drawing on Du Bois’ theory of double consciousness, analyze the artwork above.
In other words, explain (in detail) how the piece specifically represents double consciousness.
Your response must address/discuss at least 3 out of the 4 prominent details: the masks, the figures in the circle, her glasses, the women in the 4 corners.
2) Provide the name of the text and explain the significance of the following passage. Do not paraphrase or summarize. Do a close reading of the passage and analyze its importance (consider the text’s larger concerns, issues, or themes). Your response should be a hearty paragraph!
John rose gloomily as the trained stopped, for he was thinking of the “Jim Crow” car; he stepped to the platform, and paused: a little dingy station, a black crowd gaudy and dirty, a half-mile of dilapidated shanties along a straggling ditch of mud. An overwhelming sense of the sordidness and narrowness of it all seized him; he looked in vain for his mother, kissed coldly the tall, strange girl who called him brother, spoke a short, dry word here and there; then, lingering neither for hand-shaking nor gossip, started silently up the street, raising his hat merely to the last eager old aunty, to her open-mouthed astonishment. The people were distinctly bewildered.
3) Provide the name of the text and explain the significance of the following passage. Do not paraphrase or summarize. Do a close reading of the passage and analyze its importance (consider the text’s larger concerns, issues, or themes). Your response should be a hearty paragraph!
She remembered her own little choked exclamation of admiration, when, on coming downstairs a few minutes later than she had intended, she had rushed into the living-room where Brian was waiting and had found Clare there too. Clare, exquisite, golden, fragrant, flaunting, in a stately gown of shining black taffeta, whose long, full skirt, lay in graceful folds about her slim golden feet; her glistening hair drawn smoothly back into a small twist at the nape of her neck; her eyes sparkling like dark jewels. Irene, with her new rose-coloured chiffon frock ending at the knees, and her cropped curls, felt dowdy and commonplace. She regretted that she hadn’t counselled Clare to wear something ordinary and conspicuous.
