Thank you for your comments, your encouragements, your notices, your critics, remarks, in brief, thank you for your reactions because it is also for what I waited in my approach, I like that a creation can arouse the embarrassment, the emotion, the debate, the dialogue or the reflection.
There are many points of view which diverge in these various comments, I thus suggest you in my tour giving yourself mine, giving some explanation my personal approach. I preferred to wait for a few days so as to make mature my own reflection, a reflection which I was able to consolidate by reading your comments. (Some people blamed me for having added a description to my creation, it would seem whether it is necessary finally double !)
What I wished to make here ?
On no account it was a question of glorifying or of making the apology of this sad period, of these lynchings, either even the thought or actions of the members of the Ku Klux Klan. On the contrary, by choosing to represent this poem (that I adore because it marked me when I was younger) I wished to take place in the same line as Abel Meeropol or Billie Holliday, in the line simply hostile to the ethnic conflicts, and to any shape of racism. This poem, this song, are symbols of the fight against racism and they will later allow to end in the emancipation, in the equality of the rights for the Afro-American community.
Why did I wish to make it now ?
This creation is pure product of the fact that I shall call a "combination of circumstances", I had the idea 2 years ago, by building the Haunted Lego House , one of the ghosts had fallen to the ground, on profile and the head of the suit immediately reminded me the hood of the members of the Ku Klux Klan. Unfortunately in the time I had neither the necessary parts, (in particular parts, wedges for the trunk, as well as the leaves), nor especially the time to build and I had thus buried the project by registering it simply in my "to-do-list".
Many more events then took place, following the attacks of Paris last January I terribly wanted to express what I felt but I was incapable to create and then has my life "caught up" me, I had other occupations and once again lack of time. And then there was the affairs besides the Atlantic Ocean on the death of Afro-Americans following police exactions, the trial, in France, of policemen in the Zyed and Bouna affair, I said to myself that it was the perfect moment to carry out my idea. The current event still agrees with me unfortunately with the publication yesterday of a picture showing two policemen of Chicago posing with a black man, suspected of traffics, made up as hunting trophy, wood of deer put on the head...
You understand from now on my motivation and the context.
Legos, freedom of speech, art and its role...
In my family my father draws but I did not absolutely inherit from its donation result I quickly turned) to Lego, it is my way of expression. It is incredible all that we can represent with these small bricks. They are obviously before anything else toys for the children, it is their first purpose there, and there is thus this shape of innocence, unreal in the toy which I adore, it allows actually to escape and to leave the reality. But I use, and we make it all here, Lego as a material, in the same way as we could take of the paint, the wood, some clay, and it is where I find that highly-rated artistic intervenes, when we use the innocence of the toy to depict something sad, of dark, when the lively colors of bricks Lego (here the yellow and the green) allow to give life to the blackness of the poem.
Some criticize the absence of message, there is well and truly one, the same message as symbolizes the poem and the creation is the simple representation, or rather my full of imagery, free interpretation to you and I encourage you to make it, to represent under other forms this poem as well as other poems !
Others criticize the choice and the use of the ghosts, what you call ghost is for me only a phosphorescent white part, a part of suit tidied up among thousands of the other bricks. As I said it and as you make it, I use Lego as a material, when I create any initial part can end in a different purpose from the moment she allows me to reach the purpose that I settled, the one that I look for, here the realism. (Whips for roots, object which aims at hurting and which represents here the nature, the levers for the field, the mechanical object in principle which here also represents the nature, the hands for branches, organic parts once again to represent the nature, and thus the suits of ghosts, innocent at Lego to represent here the getups of the Ku Klux Klan.)
The theme is sad it's true, but why to refuse to represent it ? To bury it is not the solution, to forget would be an error, we have to face this history, look at it in the eyes to improve our acts tomorrow. We cannot be outraged( here and look with admiration at the diorama on the Napoleonic conquests in Spain on the Frontpage of this Forum, compare simply the number of deaths …
The slave trade, the Rwandan genocide, the holocaust after that? But I say yes and I so wish for it if it is done properly, why not go as far as compiling all these creations in a history book completely realized in Lego so that the children of the whole world who become identified with our small favorite bricks can get acquainted with the History ? The artistic representation with Lego sets then of all its sense, to shine, to educate, become enlightened, to learn, to discuss, it is necessary.
I study law, and I am thus attached as many of the others to the principle of the freedom of speech, Article 4 of our Declaration of the Rights of Man and of the Citizen of August 26th, 1789 which has in France constitutional value and thus allows, under certain limits, to express us, to represent etc. Since it is intelligently made, since we stay in the debate, the dialogue, the censorship adorned me to be an error, and I am satisfied that we can exchange here again. I shall end my words with a sentence of Spinoza, by hoping to have clarified my intentions: “Not to laugh, not to cry, not to hate, but understand.”
Thanks to all!