I am:
awkward. really, truly awkward. also opinionated (quietly) and sometimes rather sad. I'm quite passionate about a lot of things that don't seem to go together, so this is not at all organized. It's more a collection of sorts!
I post:
things that catch my eye or tickle my whimsy. and occasionally, reposts of angry, politics-related garbage

 

youngblackandvegan:

black—lamb:

these photos were taken earlier this year when I attended school in Tennessee (my 4th year to be exact)

I don’t know if you can tell but I was very sad at the time…

Sad is actually an understatement… I never would have guessed I would be sleeping in my car and in hotels all while trying to get my education at a place that literally hated me… Or the idea of what I represented.

This piece, “Overhead” was one done in response to being told “create a work about how you are feeling”

At the time I felt so empty and lonely that it physically hurt…

"Overhead" represents the idea of a dark cloud overtaking a persons’ life… How the feelings of sadness can have a physical weight of it’s own… A presence if you will…

I spent 5 days/nights (even after the piece was due) to finish this room sized installation. It consisted of over 500 fishing lines attached to a 15 x 20 ft grid and pounds of scrap bubble wrap …
I did not finish the piece on time even when I asked for an extension… I just wanted to do my best..in my mind, it would all pay off…

It didn’t. My professor: a racist homophobic sexist conservative man took it as his opportunity to put me in my place… To break me… At the end of the year he failed me….an advanced sculpture student who had always made A’s and who had received scholarships for my work…

Fast forward to now… I wish I could have told the person I was a couple months ago that everything was going to be ok…

I’m now in NYC. Things are not perfect but I wouldn’t trade it for the world.

Tennessee broke me… But I’m so thankful it did. I was meant to be pushed away from that place.

I’m free.


It was a visual metaphor of how the feeling of sadness

wow. thank you for sharing. this stirred something in me

soulmahogany:

Educator Charlotte Hawkins Brown on her wedding day in 1912. Founder of the historic Palmer Memorial Institute in North Carolina, Ms. Brown was also one of the invaluable suffragists who worked for black women to have the same equal rights black men and white women were fighting for in the early 20th century.

soulmahogany:

Educator Charlotte Hawkins Brown on her wedding day in 1912. Founder of the historic Palmer Memorial Institute in North Carolina, Ms. Brown was also one of the invaluable suffragists who worked for black women to have the same equal rights black men and white women were fighting for in the early 20th century.

Latin-based

chock-full of syllables
words students use
attempting
to look the part
impress
long white coat
and stethoscope
clipboard

ignoring
the voice of
experience
and reason