art, books, History, Los Angeles, race
Ancestry in Progress
We must use our haunting to see how black life truly is and see how it could be otherwise.
Shades of Black
If clothes make the man, what is in my closet representing all shades of me?
Chasin’ The Bird
Dave Chisholm’s Chasin’ the Bird provided a new kind of door for me.
If Beale Street Could Talk
I do not know that I’ve read words more beautiful than Baldwin’s in describing that feeling of being able to provide respite to another.
The Cooking Gene
Perhaps my love of the food comes to me from my ancestors, deep in my bones, in my DNA.
I got an A in my Introduction to Logic class, yet I don’t know how.
This is Where My Life is
Today is the first day of 2019 that I remembered to write the correct year when dating my journal.
The 90s were wild.
Little Fires Everywhere
The experience of reading Little Fires Everywhere reminded me of how I read as a child.