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Everything will change when your desire to move on exceeds your desire to hold on.
Alan H. Cohen (via allthingsstylish)

LaToya Ruby Frazier - “People think families struggling economically don’t add value to society.”

One of the problems with the idea that America needs a ‘Conversation On Race’ is that it presumes that ‘America’ has something intelligent to say about race. All you need do is look at how American history is taught in this country to realize that that is basically impossible.
Art is important only to the extent that it helps in the liberation of our people. It must answer a question, or wake somebody up, or give a shove in the right direction.

Elizabeth Catlett (via jadeappleart)

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Tallur L.N. New Yorked @ JACK SHAINMAN GALLERY.
First opening as a gallery intern. 11 April 2013

Tallur L.N. New Yorked @ JACK SHAINMAN GALLERY.

First opening as a gallery intern. 11 April 2013

The trick to losing is… Not minding that it hurts. Yes. After a couple of times, one grows a skin so thick it becomes the foundation of an elusive concept called determination.
Lady and Pups: An Angry Food Blog
Any real change implies the breakup of the world as one has always known it, the loss of all that gave one an identity, the end of safety.
James Baldwin, Nobody Knows My Name
the beginning…

the beginning…

“Be arrogant and vain when you’re young,” she advises her audience. “That’s the only time it looks appealing — and it’s also the only time it’s forgivable.” —Jamaica Kincaid

Swing Low

We aren’t the solid men.
          We bend like the number seven.
Dig at corners, eat cobwebs, we
          are barefoot and bare-legged.
          We hang like leaves in autumn.
We aren’t the stolid men.
          We scribble in familiar ink
about sunfalls and night. We
          see the white in the sky, and sigh.
          We lie with penciled grins.
We aren’t the men, any men.
          We rip at the neck and wonder why
while rattlers roll in. Bent
          as a number, crooked, sundered,
          we aren’t the idle lightning

if black thunder.

by Rickey Laurentiis