Last summer, I rushed to Amazon to pre-order Lauren Elkin’s book on the flâneuse, or the modern woman who shows up in unexpected places, usually cities. I rarely pre-order books. When I do, I know something deep inside of me has been hit. As I read her book a year later, I wondered how African American… Continue reading the flaneuse as “black” woman
In a recent post, I mentioned the Georgia O’Keeffe exhibit that just ended at the Brooklyn Museum. Her clothing was used alongside visual images to position her as a feminist. Also on display at the museum was an exhibit addressing feminism and womanhood via African American artists. Posted below is a video that brings together… Continue reading (black)womanhood and O’Keeffe
There are no words. So much has been felt this summer about so much including “loving yourself.” This includes loving yourself as a “brown girl,” as artist-performer-dancer Okwui Okpokwasili shares in her amazing one-woman show “Bronx Gothic,” also the subject of a documentary. And loving yourself as a woman who sets boundaries as did painter… Continue reading sisterhood…personhood
No matter how far I roam, Dorothy had it right, there’s no place like home. My cats were waiting. The little girl, like a typical kitty, was indifferent to our arrival. The grad student who housesat was her new boyfriend and she wanted him back. But our faithful little boys, among them our Sylvester-like sentry… Continue reading no place like home
Earlier this week, I traveled with a colleague to Paxton House on the border of England. There, I learned more about the family of Alexander Milne, the British Naval Admiral who once permitted Mary Seacole, the famed nurse of mixed race who aided British society during the Crimean War, to board his ship while it was… Continue reading thoughts for the road
I had a packed weekend. The feedback at the Edinburgh and final screening of The Grant Green Story jazz documentary was outstanding. It affirmed so much of what I have been thinking about what’s ahead. Seeing the experiences of the most recorded artist for Blue Note Records, America’s first independent jazz label, depicted onscreen… Continue reading masculinity musings & more
Tea and breakfast sandwich start my day today as I count down the moments to sharing “The Grant Green Story” with others in Edinburgh. There is much for which I feel grateful. It has been a long haul and who knows what’s ahead. Most immediately, always in the back of my mind is the fall… Continue reading musings
