Art: Just Do It—But Who Owns “It”?

Ever wake up, look in the mirror, and ask yourself: Am I wearing the brand, or is the brand wearing me?

Well, Hank Willis Thomas asked the same thing—but instead of shaving, he took a blowtorch to the conversation and gave us Branded Head (2003).

This isn’t your average gallery fare. No tranquil landscapes or art-school still lifes here. Branded Head is a black-and-white, in-your-face, chrome-finished gut-punch of a photo that shows the back of a Black man’s head. On it? Not a thought, not a dream—just the Nike Swoosh. Branded. Into. His. Skin.

Yeah. That sound you just heard was a collective wince.

Thomas—artist, cultural critic, and human scalpel—doesn’t do subtle. He slices through America’s post-racial fantasy like it’s an expired Nike contract. With a C-print and a stare straight out of the 21st-century corporate plantation, he asks: What does it cost to be seen? To be sold? To be “cool”? Because let’s face it: if you’re Black, athletic, and successful in America, someone somewhere is already counting how many sneakers your body can move before you’re even off the bench.

Who is Hank Willis Thomas?

Thomas is the guy you don’t want at your marketing retreat unless you’re ready to cry. He’s a conceptual artist, a thinker, a cultural flamethrower. A graduate of NYU’s Tisch School and California College of the Arts, he uses photography, sculpture, and digital media to turn America’s obsession with race, branding, and identity into a fever dream of reckoning.

He’s also the guy who figured out that the difference between slavery and sponsorship is mostly paperwork.

The Historical Context? America’s Oldest Brand: Ownership

Let’s rewind a bit. America: where branding wasn’t always metaphorical. Slavery used literal hot irons. Branded Headdraws a direct line from the auction block to the basketball court, where bodies are still bought, sold, and celebrated—so long as they stay on brand.

The swoosh here isn’t just Nike. It’s every company that’s ever packaged pain as aspiration. It’s capitalism, fame, masculinity, and racial fetishism wrapped in a logo. It’s saying: “We own your image, your power, and your sweat—but hey, you get free shoes.”

Thanks?

So What’s the Big Idea?

This is not just about Nike, or basketball, or even Blackness. It’s about the way corporate culture colonizes identity—how it sticks its logo into your scalp and calls it a sponsorship deal. Branded Head is haunting because it’s too real. It asks: Where does the man end and the market begin?

Or more bluntly: Are you a person, or a walking billboard with knees?

If your identity came with a price tag, who would profit the most from selling you?

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