Where did O&W go?
Like most creative people, over time I began to crave solace and the time to actually learn or make something new.
It was time to be quiet, to let the cool, dark evening envelop me, and watch for what could be made in silence.
The Unstaged Life
I can only imagine the strangeness of knowing you don’t know something… and eventually you just accept what is.
I sat with her, in the second sanctuary of the day. So still, stiller than any stillness I’ve known. Like all the air was sucked out of the room and filled with “being”.
An honest perspective on Colorism— and other bi-racial things.
Rarely am I met with balance, thus, rarely do I discuss race. More often than not my experience is invalidated by one side or the other. I must pick a side, even though I am genetically equal parts.