Musing 02.28.17


drawing 2017 | <3, skim

From time to time, life seems jagged and rigid… out of alignment… stained. You catch your reflection from a shop window and the expression you see breaks your heart. You try to let go of the tension from your face. The expression deepens. You try to smile instead distorting the expression into one of confusion and denial.

All this within a matter of seconds lest someone catches you in the act of self-awareness.

When the seconds pass, unable to conceal the reality from your face, you face the ground and walk on.

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Question | 2017 | 01


collage 2017 01 | <3, skim

Today Americans celebrated Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.’s Birthday. Google featured a drawing of people of different ethnicities and cultures holding hands in its doodle, and yesterday, Martin Luther King Jr. Day was searched over 5,000,000 times. For today, the social media’s feed for #mlk, #mlkday, #mlkday2017 blew the rest of the hashtags off the hemisphere. People shared inspiring, admirable, empowering phrases used by the good doctor. They shared love in his name.

Then the news that his son met with the President-Elect broke. Following a private meeting at his tower and a quick handshake, the President-Elect got in an elevator and left the scene leaving Martin Luther King III to face the press by himself.

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Letter | 2017 | 01

Sketchbook 2016 02 | <3, skim

Dear. 2017,

(insert: a bear hug and cheek kisses)

Boy, am I glad you’re finally here. I’ve been waiting for you the way my dog waits for her dinner – eagerly trying to be on her best behavior. You’re the only one for the job and your reputation far precedes you. If your predecessor was any indication, I know that you will always succeed in doing what you do: being the constant in every one of this year’s evolution whether it be towards a revolution or a devolution.

My hope is that you will be the stabilizer I will need as I filter through the society to understand the difference between unconditional acceptance and having an inferiority complex. I have a feeling it’s going to be as simple as having faith in religion.

Here’s to you, to us and to understanding!


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