I am so geeked today. My “Antebellum America” students and I will travel to the W.S. Hoole Special Collections Library and to the Paul Jones Collection. Both are housed in our university’s Mary Harmon Bryant Hall. We have two goals. They will be invited to, first, think about how old letters and art are wonderful… Continue reading taking it to the archive
I loved having a random talk today with my colleague Teresa Cribelli. A couple of years ago she joined me and other colleagues in curating a Breathe exhibit in the art gallery in the University of Alabama’s Ferguson Center. We wanted to share with others for one hour how faculty “breathe” through these troubling times.… Continue reading art matters
Key West still in my rear view (and that which gives me carpal tunnel). Feeling blessed. Saw my “Amen Corner” in my Am Civ class on first day of teaching. Let’s do this, Spring 2019. #RollTide #TheU
Eighth week of the semester in my rear view. Exhausted after last week and Homecoming, but energized by this week’s lectures. In my American Civilization Since 1865 class, I turn to the Great Depression with Miami’s Liberty Square, the first public housing project for African Americans in the South (a.k.a. the Pork n Bean projects),… Continue reading musings
I returned to Alabama last night with an Ebertfest high. Just what the doctor ordered – literally – after very stressful recent weeks. Five days of films and panels and warm conversations with old and new friends. I first met Mr. Ebert in 2002 when I was a volunteer for the Sundance Film Festival.… Continue reading ebertfest high
As we march toward the end of the semester, I have started retweaking the syllabi for two courses I haven’t taught in awhile: Antebellum America and American Civilization Since 1865. Both courses push my thinking as I approach my next book project, which explores the spatial politics in Florida from the Seminoles’… Continue reading prepping for Fall 2018 …already
Today was one of those days when you realize that things are really working out no matter what. As I ended my “Bebop to Hip Hop: Music and Young America” course, a student who was completing her in-class reflection on the topic at hand said she’d never had a class where she was invited… Continue reading one of those days when..