Before First Sight

The (re)start of a story, to be written.

What’s My Race?

The above chart represents my DNA makeup, according to the DNA test I had done. Understand that all of my life, I was told I was Black (and other representations thereof) despite having promoted myself from Black to Human in my 30s. As a child, I was sometimes told I wasn’t “black enough” because I…

Art Confessions

I had a dear, sweet friend ask me the other day why this blog looks like “articles.” It was an excellent question, as I originally set it up to capture my random thoughts and never cared if anyone but my closest friends read it. It’s evolved to being about art, or rather, my take on…

No Más

While I’m busy cleaning up loose ends and failed endeavors, I’ve decided to withdraw all of my books from publication, effective immediately. I’m tired of swimming upstream against a tide of indifference. I’ve gotten a few rejects from agents, but that’s not the reason. I honestly don’t give a damn what an agent thinks.…

100 Days of Art – Day 16: The Serendipity of FaceTime

The Only Way Home

5/21/2010 I was never an artist. Not I, no sir. I was too busy being an obedient sycophant in pursuit of the American dream that my handlers convinced me was my own. When my childish heart beat a syncopated timpani to the strokes of my pen, I did not sing its foolish rhythm. While wanton…

100 Days of Art – Day 3: The Sound of My Heart

click “play” then read. (For Mariamor) if i’d listened to my heart … in the days when artistry crept, a humid dawn over my wooded life that startled me awake and i remember it was like falling from a dream after a mosquito-infested night. i rose, heard the bass in my head, and it sang,…

How to Connect

1. See whom you wish to connect to. 2. Determine if a connection is warranted. 3. Find your opportunity for making a connection. 4. Connect. 5. Enjoy your connection. You’re welcome.

Dawn over Plaza Nueva

Two short videos showing the emergence of the sun over Plaza Nueva and La Alhambra in Granada, Spain. These were taken at around 0730 hours.

I hate to see you go …

… but I love to watch you leave. These were shot in Granada, Spain. The first is the approach to La Alhambra. Come back, Maria, come back. Ah. That was worth the wait, wasn’t it? Thank you, baby.