I recently caught part of the “Portraiture Now, Asian American Portraits of Encounter” exhibit at the Smithsonian National Portrait Gallery. For me, it started with a stunning walk down a hall of full-body portraits of Koreans from around the world. It’s difficult to be anything but spellbound by the range of diversity in these nuanced pictures taken by the Korean American photographer Cyjo. Some are absolutely extraordinary in their plainness, and others will make you squirm, as you read stories that hit too close to home in the captions.
I didn’t have time to go through the entire exhibit, so I plan to go back soon. I only saw a few of Roger Shimomura’s works and none of the “hair art” by Hong Zhang. I could easily spend another two hours at the museum.
If you want a good background piece on the exhibit, check this article out by Voice of America. The literature promoting “Asian American Portraits of Encounter” notes that each piece in the exhibit is an expression by the artist of what it means to be Asian American. I think you can just as easily get a good sense of what that means from the reactions AAPI visitors have when viewing the exhibit.



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profession and eating style: Dubai and a brain tumor.
It began with a conversation in pidgin among friends.
“We named our school ’school of messengers,’” she said. “Our mission is to share aloha with our communities, and that’s what we do.”
…but the rest of the nation honors it in May. So happy Asian American Pacific Islander Heritage Month everyone!


A writer, a mother, a foodie, a runner (by necessity, not by choice), a recovering print journalist and now, thanks to Destination Asian, an entrepreneur. Born in Korea, raised in the States. Proud of my heritage but certainly don't need to be reminded of it by strangers.

