Some of the daughters who stayed turned into nymphs, living off the fish life wading in Nigerian waters. They were free when the white man decided to make our shores his own––to say our waters could be his. The mermaids could drink and dance. My mom doesn’t drink. She does love to dance.
While painters will take to a canvas or poets will take to the pen, the potter takes to molding earth itself. The clay is alive and breathing and from it life is not introduced, but rather transformed.
Stepping into the Timothy Dwight Art Studio for a Friday evening vision board workshop, I was greeted with warm lights, familiar faces, and the gentle hum of indie music.
once it blooms, maguey dies like your hand in my back pocket hand in my hand tongue in my ear green to tan to gray to black and blue bruise crescenting your eyebrow beloved why won’t you look at me today? why will you only touch me in darkness? I am not jasmine, I do…
Food holds the power to bridge cultural divides. Food, as a means of storytelling and community building, allows people to transcend borders and foster a deeper understanding and appreciation of diverse cultures. Baja Mediterranean cuisine (Baja Med), a northern Mexican culinary tradition, represents the art of fusion food, which serves as a bridge for the…