Dawoud Bey (born 1953) is an American photographer and educator renowned for his large-scale color portraits of adolescents and other often marginalized subjects.
Born David Edward Smikle in New York City's Jamaica, Queens neighborhood, he changed his name to Dawoud Bey in the early 1970s. He studied at the School of Visual Arts in New York from 1977–78, graduated with a BFA in Photography from Empire State College in 1990, and received his MFA from Yale University School of Art in 1993. Over the course of his career, Bey has participated in more than 20 artist residencies, which have allowed him to work directly with the adolescent subjects of his most recent work.
A product of the 1960s, Dawoud Bey said both he and his work are products of the attitude, “if you’re not part of the solution, you’re part of the problem.” This philosophy significantly influenced his artistic practice and resulted in a way of working that is both community-focused and collaborative in nature. Bey’s earliest photographs, in the style of street photography, evolved into a seminal five-year project documenting the everyday life and people of Harlem in Harlem USA (1975–1979) that was exhibited at the Studio Museum in Harlem in 1979. In 2012, the Art Institute of Chicago mounted the first complete showing of the "Harlem, USA' photographs since that original exhibition, adding several never before printed photographs to the original group of twenty-five vintage prints. The complete group of photographs were acquired at that time by the AIC.
Killing is a wonderful thing the power i feel when i'm murdering
Victimize your soul and put you on display a symbol of gods falability
Never ending patterns of dissolution take away life and death pulls you in
The beauty of bloodshed while i dissect among the cadavers that i collect
My hideaway where hell is near down in darkness reaping fear
Beaten bodies carried here a deamon feeding on your fear
My hideaway where hell is near down in darkness reaping fear
Beaten bodies carried here a deamon feeding on your fear
When the killing's over i admire my work an evil artists death desert
Inhale the stench of rotting flesh soon you'll decompose just like the rest
This is my gift to the father of lies i walk the earth in a human disguise
I've traveled here from the land of sin for life and the promise of death within
My hideaway where hell is near down in darkness reaping fear
Beaten bodies carried here a deamon feeding on your fear
My hideaway where hell is near down in darkness reaping fear
Beaten bodies carried here a deamon feeding on your fear
My hideaway where hell is near down in darkness reaping fear
Beaten bodies carried here a deamon feeding on your fear
Cut you into pieces sew you back together eternal life in limbo part of my collection
Cut you into pieces sew you back together eternal life in limbo part of my collection
Cut you into pieces sew you back together eternal life in limbo part of my collection
Cut you into pieces sew you back together eternal life in limbo part of my collection
Down with the dead collage of degradation deaths eternal humiliation
Down with the dead collage of degradation deaths eternal humiliation
Down with the dead collage of degradation deaths eternal humiliation
Down with the dead collage of degradation deaths eternal humiliation
My hideaway where hell is near down in darkness reaping fear
Beaten bodies carried here a deamon feeding on your fear
My hideaway where hell is near down in darkness reaping fear
Beaten bodies carried here a deamon feeding on your fear
My hideaway where hell is near down in darkness reaping fear