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Finding Ghazal
Of all the collages I’ve done, “Ghazal” is the one that made me lay my head in my hands and weep; I am the last line in my own poem. And, finally, I found a subject that I have been unconsciously avoiding: an exploration of my self.
Read moreWangechi Mutu: Hunt Bury Flee
Yesterday, my friend Leila and I went over to the Gladstone Gallery in Chelsea to see Wangechi Mutu’s newest collages, curated under the the title “Hunt Bury Flee”. It was the first time I’d seen a Mutu collage in the flesh, up close. I was floored and moved. They are large, layered, rich in subtext, [...]
Read moreLondon Watercolors
I didn’t do as many collages or watercolors as I would have liked to do when I was in London week before last, but here are four I don’t mind sharing. Click on each one to see the full, larger image. Clockwise from top left: The Framery, Sunday Tea, It Hurts in a Whole New [...]
Read moreFor Colored Girls: Holding Everyone Accountable
I am reluctant to write anything about Tyler Perry’s cinematic interpretation of Ntozake Shange’s choreopoem, For Colored Girls Who Considered Suicide When The Rainbow Was Enuf. I saw it, thought there were brilliant as well as heavy-handed moments, but over all it sits in that nebulous part of my mind where things that neither moved [...]
Read moreIn the Water(color)
I’m leaving in less than two weeks for what is probably my umpteeth visit to the one city on Earth that I love unconditionally. Having lived in London once for three years, I consider it my second home. I have photos, concert ticket stubs, scrawled journal entries about many of my visits, but none of [...]
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