Had a busy day full of art, music, and good people. I went to my old job at the Baltimore Museum of Art to hear about the bright future for the African Arts collection and took a tour of its latest exhibition led by the Curator of African Art (my old boss). I loved the exhibit especially seeing some of the pieces on display that I did research on while I was still working there.
Then I went to the Reginald F Lewis museum to help out in an outreach event held by the Black Male Identity Project. We have been documenting many of our community meets and events that we have done over the past year and have compiled and edited the footage to make a DVD, Im going to try to upload the DVD on my computer soon so I can share it on tumblr. And to top it all off finally got to see the Dandy Lion exhibit!!!
I went to see the Dandy Lion Exhibit at the Reginald F Lewis today and it is was even better than I imagined! When it opened in New York last year I wanted to come up to see it but never got a chance to see it. So I was super excited when I found out it was coming to my city :) I absolutely LOVE it, all the photographies and the two films were so vibrant and captivating. I was surprised to see so many familiar faces and names in the exhibit, people who I know are have met were showcased so that was an extra delight to see.
“i wanted to write a poem that rhymes, but the revolution doesn’t lend itself to be-bopping…so i thought again and it occurred to me maybe i shouldn’t write at all, but clean my gun and check my kerosene supply. perhaps these are not poetic times at all.”—nikki giovanni (via negrosunshine)
I am totally for public transportation, I actually prefer it to driving in the city. But when so many ppl depend on the metro or subway to get them to their jobs on time…key words on time, you would hope that it would be cheap (or atleast cost less than filling up my the gas tank every week) and be reliable. Well I haven’t rode the dc metro daily since 2 years ago when I had an internship working at the smithsonian, and I forgot how much of a love hate relationship I have with the metro. I mean you are guaranteed to see some crazy stuff/ppl on the train which is perfect for a ppl watcher like myself. Like the guy I saw yesterday using an electric razor on the train or the man with a full grown mustache and beard died purple (im guessing done last week with hopes that the baltimore ravens would have crushed the patriots) But for someone like me who leaves the house at 7 to ride the metro for 50 mins to get to their job it suckkkkkssss when there is something wrong with one of the lines. which I experienced this morning :( I just started a new job and wanted to make a good impression and come in early but instead I ended up coming in 30 mins late and sitting underground for an hr waiting for the train to move!!!!! Come on metro get it together! And so beginnings my renewed relationship with dc’s metro system…let’s be friends this time ok?!
Romantic involvement distracts you and can blind you to what’s really in front of you. And what really is in front of you? You are. You don’t even know yourself yet. You think you know and you want to assert that you do, now that you’re a certain age, but you don’t. What’s in front of you is a whole world of experiences beyond your imagination. Put yourself, and your growth and development, first. There are long-term repercussions to what you’re doing now. Everything you do, every thought you have, every word you say creates a memory that you will hold in your body. It’s imprinted on you and affects you in subtle ways—ways you are not always aware of. With that in mind, be very conscious and selective.
“Before I got in the game, made a change, and got rich,
I didn’t think hard about using the word Bitch.
I rapped, I flipped it, I sold it, I lived it
now with my daughter in this world
I curse those that give it.
I never realized while on the fast track
that I’d give riddance to the word bitch, to leave her innocence in tact.
No man will degrade her, or call her out her name
the women won’t despise her and call her the same.
I know it’s gonna miss me
cuz we been together like Nike Airs and crisp tees
when we all used to hang out front
singing 99 problems but a lady ain’t one.
Excuse me miss, can I be your mister
cuz I can tell the difference from a little girl and a sister,
She never grew up, her father left her alone
I promise not to talk like we used to
until Kingdom Come.
I’m so focused on your future,
The degradation has passed
I wish you wealth, health, and insight
forever young you may pass.
Blue Ivy Carter, my angel.”—Jay-Z