Yes, We’re Still Protesting - today’s @beacon4blacklives March. 100 names, 100 bouquets inscribed with the many, but not all Black lives no longer with us. Proud of my city. Black Lives and Black Trans Lives Matter. “Will the rain s
May our leaders to come speak of putting down guns, of the link between heart and sun, of tables of food for everyone, of new anthems. [Poem by Joy Harjo, a guiding voice in my life]
Cemetary at Fishkill Correctional Center. Beacon, NY, 2020.
White (2019) I’m bathing, when my mind begins to wander: This time to my skin: white —: which hasn’t been given much consideration — until now : When it’s given names Like: complicit — I wash it harder m
If you are out here fighting the good fight, this album is an absolute must. Support your spirit with the music and message of @blackmonumentensemble.
[Carrie Mae Weems, Kitchen Table Series]
Don't get it twisted, this unrest is unity.
Cars along I-587 heading into Kingston, NY for this evenings Black Lives Matter march.
my dream about being white BY @lucille_clifton hey music and me only white, hair a flutter of fall leaves circling my perfect line of a nose, no lips, no behind, hey white me and i’m wearing white history but there’s no future in those c
I learned this rally song 3 years ago when attending a SURJ (Standing Up for Racial Justice) meeting. It is a song that grows with you, and provides groundedness, a sense of untity and empowerment. I have sung it to myself many times in the years aft
The world as you know it/ does not rise again tomorrow/ don't let it fool you / with it's routine of the living
Not Causing Harm, Chapter 6, When Things Fall Apart by Pena Chödrön. “This is how there could be a sane world.”
Just received my first film scans from my Hasselblad X-Pan. This camera is giving me the ability to photograph more closely to the way I see the world. The square and panoramic frames are my absolute favorite. They allow for the balance I seek in my
Both/And: In Memory of Deceased Members of Society, Killed by Police.
It is not righteousness. It is peacefulness. A center line, unaltered. A place of return. A place to return. The last lights call beyond horizons.
saw coyote last night | a steady pace down the middle of the road | just as I opened the curtain and then the window | to let the breeze in | to let coyote in too