Just proctored the final final exam for my American Civilization Since 1865 class. It is my FINAL final because I am tired of being assigned to the last day of final exams for several years now. The end of finals week is a time when the students want to get out of here and some… Continue reading space matters feedback
I loved Beyonce’s Homecoming, which premiered on Netflix this week. It brought back memories of driving to Florida A & M University since I was a preteen for the Classic and especially when I was a student at the University of Miami. There is something about being on a historically black college campus that can… Continue reading homecoming
This week, the graduate students enrolled in my “Gender, Race and Urban Space” course turn to Nikki M. Taylor’s Driven Towards Madness: The Fugitive Slave Margaret Garner and Tragedy on the Ohio (Ohio University Press, 2014). I love this book. It has the analytical rigor required of historians, but also the intimacy of an African… Continue reading maddening power and not
Shared close ups of my “Church Ladies” piece with a new friend today. It’s now above my home office desk after being part of a recent exhibit at the Dinah Washington Cultural Arts Center. Still digging Solange’s latest. Yassss, #Floridawater.
I am still tinkering with my Zora Neale Hurston paper for SEWSA, which addresses the acclaimed novelist’s time in Miami during the winter and spring of 1950. As I write, my thoughts overlap with ideas being introduced in today’s Great Depression lecture in my “American Civilization Since 1865” class. I’ve already addressed in class how… Continue reading on housing, Miami and Zora
Listening to Eartha Kitt as I tie together lots of loose ends including prepping for an exhibit at Gorgas House receiving inspiration from the work of students enrolled in my Fall 2018 “Antebellum America” class. Stills from their Power Point images are featured in this blog entry. Earlier this week, I had Donna Summer on… Continue reading musings
Next week, I present at the SEWSA conference in Oxford, MS, my first paper addressing the acclaimed novelist-playwright-anthropologist Zora Neale Hurston’s understudied time in Miami during the winter and spring of 1950. On the heels of an unfortunate event that nearly drove her to suicide in 1948, she briefly lived on a boat she was… Continue reading zora on my mind