No runway to speak of.
No zoom; no masks.
No hosts to boast.
Big shoulders.
With wings of freedom.
Mixed media, 10x8.
April 29, 2021
April 21, 2021
In Bermuda there was beautiful young schoolgirl on a bus dressed in brights that matched the houses and flowers that whizzed by. I did not see that she was black. I saw a colorful child that I needed to paint.
When I had my very first job as a teen painting signs in Corning, New York I saw a hilarious man that I respected who was my first boss. I did not see that he was black.
When I hired a photographer at my first design job in Boston I saw a talented, wonderful man who took the creative photos that I needed. I did not see that he was black.
It wasn’t even a thought in my head each time. NOT THOUGHT.
What is wrong with those in our world that don’t see a person as a person.
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