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He was a leader for the black nationalist movement.

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Mills was known as the "Queen of Happiness" and was a comedian.

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Tribute to Florence Mills, star of 1920s black theatre & Harlem Renaissance.

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This shows the roots of the African-Americans.

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The first colored women to be in a white orchestra.

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Baker was the first person of color to become a worldwide entertainer and to star in a major motion picture.

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Jazz was the most popular type of music the the African-Americans introduced during the renaissance.

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The Harlem Renaissance was a movement where African-Americans moved into the pubic's eye by shoeing there music writings and theater

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Many women had to fight for their rights. They were not only being discriminated for being a colored person but a women as well.

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Many African-Americans were discriminated in the working world. Many found it hard to find job.

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This shows how the African-American felt proud of who they were and there origin. It also portrays the hopes that they have to become an american

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Even after the civil war, many still felt the separation. The artists write about these separations and how they felt.

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POEM:Let American Be America By Langston Hughes

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POEM:Let American Be America By Langston Hughes

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Let America be America again.
Let it be the dream it used to be.
Let it be the pioneer on the plain
Seeking a home where he himself is free.        (America never was America to me.)
Let America be the dream the dreamers dreamed--
Let it be that great strong land of love
Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme
That any man be crushed by one above.
(It never was America to me.)
O, let my land be a land where Liberty
Is crowned with no false patriotic wreath,
But opportunity is real, and life is free,
Equality is in the air we breathe.
(There's never been equality for me,
Nor freedom in this "homeland of the free.")
Say, who are you that mumbles in the dark?
And who are you that draws your veil across the stars?
I am the poor white, fooled and pushed apart,
I am the Negro bearing slavery's scars.
I am the red man driven from the land,
I am the immigrant clutching the hope I seek--
And finding only the same old stupid plan
Of dog eat dog, of mighty crush the weak.
I am the young man, full of strength and hope,
Tangled in that ancient endless chain
Of profit, power, gain, of grab the land!
Of grab the gold! Of grab the ways of satisfying need!
Of work the men! Of take the pay!
Of owning everything for one's own greed!
I am the farmer, bondsman to the soil.
I am the worker sold to the machine.
I am the Negro, servant to you all.
I am the people, humble, hungry, mean--
Hungry yet today despite the dream.
Beaten yet today--O, Pioneers!
I am the man who never got ahead,
The poorest worker bartered through the years.
Yet I'm the one who dreamt our basic dream
In the Old World while still a serf of kings,
Who dreamt a dream so strong, so brave, so true,
That even yet its mighty daring sings
In every brick and stone, in every furrow turned
That's made America the land it has become.
O, I'm the man who sailed those early seas
In search of what I meant to be my home--
For I'm the one who left dark Ireland's shore,
And Poland's plain, and England's grassy lea,
And torn from Black Africa's strand I came
To build a "homeland of the free."
The free?
Who said the free?  Not me?
Surely not me?  The millions on relief today?
The millions shot down when we strike?
The millions who have nothing for our pay?
For all the dreams we've dreamed
And all the songs we've sung
And all the hopes we've held
And all the flags we've hung,
The millions who have nothing for our pay--
Except the dream that's almost dead today.
O, let America be America again--
The land that never has been yet--
And yet must be--the land where every man is free.
The land that's mine--the poor man's, Indian's, Negro's, ME--
Who made America,
Whose sweat and blood, whose faith and pain,
Whose hand at the foundry, whose plow in the rain,
Must bring back our mighty dream again.
Sure, call me any ugly name you choose--
The steel of freedom does not stain.
From those who live like leeches on the people's lives,
We must take back our land again,
America!
O, yes,
I say it plain,
America never was America to me,
And yet I swear this oath--
America will be!

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The Harlem Renaissance was a time where whites where starting to accept blacks through jazz, art,and theater.

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Jacob Lawrence painted the immigration series during the 1940's

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Louie Armstrong illustrates that it would be a wonderful world if there were no discrimination in the world.

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"It Don't Mean A Thing" by Ella Fitzgerald 

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"It Don't Mean A Thing" by Ella Fitzgerald 

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All you got to do is sing
(doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah
Doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah)
It makes no diff'rence
If it's sweet or hot...

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Anthropologist and writer during the Harlem Renaissance. Zora Neale Hurston was born and raised in the southern part of the United States

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The Duke Ellington Orchestra was the "house" orchestra for a number of years at the Cotton Club. The revues featured glamorous dancing girls, acclaimed tap dancers, vaudeville performers, and comics. All the white world came to Harlem to see the show.

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During the Harlem Renaissance he was a famous poet.

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He was a Civil Right Advocate. He founded the National Associate For the Advancement of Color people.

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This picture was drawn by Jacob Lawrence. This was during the migration of southern African-American moving north.

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She was a famous jazz and blues singers during the Harlem Renaissance. Well known within the blacks and whites

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During the Harlem Renaissance he was one of the most famous musicians. He helped made Jazz music acceptable.

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Ellingtion performed Jazz during the Harlem Renaissance.

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Langston Hughes was well known for his portrayals of black life in United States. He was also well known for his poetry, novels, short stories and plays. Jazz was an influence to his writing.

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Grew up in Harlem during the Harlem Renaissance. His work is inspire by his own life and other African-American. He painted the life of African-American life during the Harlem Renaissance.