You are not a black woman, and you do not get to claim either blackness or womanhood. There is a clear line between appreciation and appropriation
speak on it.
"Thousands of Gazans have fled their homes amidst a relentless Israeli bombing campaign that’s now killed more than 165 people, most of them civilians, since it began a week ago. The United Nations estimates more than 80 percent of the dead are civilian, of whom 20 percent are children — at least 36 dead. At least 1,200 Palestinians have been wounded, nearly two-thirds women and children. More than 940 homes have reportedly been severely damaged or destroyed, some 400,000 people are without electricity, and 17,000 people are displaced."
This past Sunday I went to the Kara Walker Subtlety Exhibit, in William-burgs Brooklyn at the old Domino sugar factory. A good friend of mine told me about the exhibit, before hand I’d never heard of this artist, so on the closing day I made sure I went. Kara Walker,New York-based is best known for cut-paper silhouettes and tableaus that complicate traditional narratives of power and repression. Walker’s provocative work, which has taken the form of drawing, painting, text-based work, video, film, performance, and cyclorama, retells historic moments, such as slavery in the Antebellum South and Hurricane Katrina, and has frequently been the subject of controversy.(Read more)
You never really know what life will bring to you. I spoke something into existence and said this would be the last year I’d work for someone else, and i’d leave my job and work independently on personal ventures. I’m guessing the universe didn’t think I was moving fast enough, so it gave me a push. A push I needed, and now that I’m over the shock of losing my job, I’m grateful and want to tell I have learned so far. (click link for more)
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I want to write more happy shit, ‘bout flowers and birds and all that cheery stuff. Let me be real with you, flowers stink and birds chirping ‘cause they are usually just trying to get laid. Who really dwells in happiness, who writes about it, who draws it, who sings it? You see, most are to busy living their happiness to take notes, are occupied with delight. We live in happiness and document pain. That’s how it’s always been
We all reach points in our lives when we want something more
wanting to break out of old skin, out grown.
How much do you want to be a butterfly
how soon will you build your cocoon,
are you willing to wait secluded
are you patient enough to let time lead
how anxious are you to become a butterfly
but really, how tired are you of being a caterpillar ?
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Through Purp’s Lens-Mougabe’ Saint Louis
There’s a pulse beating through Brooklyn, a subtle movement which embodies remanence of an artistic renaissance. One of its main players is photographer Mougabe’ Saint Louis, commonly known as Purp. A Grenadian born, and Brooklyn raised artist who has his feet firmly pressed into something great. With his work being featured in Jungle Gym Magazine, GIANT Magazine, Con Artist Gallery and countless fashion blogs, he’s still incredibly humble and modest. It’s a great balance of seemingly polar opposites in personality, to be confidently humble. (continue)
The good kind of shit that grows roses, not the kind on the sidewalk with flies in it……sometimes I have to clarify