"This tribe called Women of Color is not an ethnicity. It is one of the inventions of solidarity, an alliance, a political necessity that is not the given name of every female with dark skin and a colonized tongue, but a choice about how to resist and with whom.”
Aurora Levins Morales
"What is pivotal is timing: Society’s movement is in constant flux, and thus can exist a few moments or hours where an area that is constant with the hum of people is suddenly not. In those moments, these places tend to feel like people were never there in the first place. Trying to paint over or brighten an area, as is seen in cities such as San Francisco, tend to only exacerbate the desolation when it becomes apparent."
Grouper + Paul Clipson
Build bridges, okay?
May 1, 2014 - International Worker’s Day March in East Oakland.
The sun and lack of wind made the walk feel very hot and long. I thought of the people that force through politicized deserts punctuated with dangers to the human life. Sometimes they walk for days, weeks, without water or hope; they walk with attempt to move into a land that deems them criminals and illegal. I felt sad that people are treated this way, and have to suffer in order to arrive to a place that doesn’t want them; doesn’t value them. I felt sad that people were raped of their land and culture years ago, knowing their future kin would be forced into this future.
I didn’t feel so sad when I realized I am them; I didn’t feel sad when I realized the hundreds surrounding me are them. I don’t feel sad when I understand history does not have to guarantee an oppressive future for people like myself; people that have been robbed of an identity through decades of institutionalized racism.
I am not sad, because I know that an educated brown person is dangerous and powerful.
"It’s not a literary question."
I love returning to this.
Betti Ono is hosting the closing party tonight! The opening reception in March was full of an amazing variety of people, and now that the STWTS campaign has proven success in delivering it’s message, I suspect that the farewell of this exhibit will heed nothing less.