Though Jetsonorama was inspired by graffiti and hip-hop culture in the 1980s, he didn’t begin his street art career until he was in his 50s working as a doctor on a Navajo reservation … His website:https://jetsonorama.net/category/save-the-confluence/
The Hanging Monument disappeared in the 1990s when city officials moved it from a city parking lot to an undisclosed location. Publicly, no one knows where the monument presently resides. Its story though, offers a clear avenue to understand present contestation over historical monuments better. This monument connects the Civil War era with America’s broader ambitions in colonizing Indigenous lands. And, both while it stood and when its presence became inconvenient, the Hanging Monument shows how memorials control historical narratives and elevate particular interpretations of the past.
Well, here we are – still under quarantine in Greenfield but doing well.
Since March I noticed I needed to cry, so I watched the funeral of Congressman John Robert Lewis today and cried my eyes out. I told my doctor I need to grieve. Today was the day. Funerals are so needed but not always possible.
My friend Elizabeth “Von” Hughes, an adoptee in Australia, was taken into hospital May 4th and died on the 13th.
I say without hesitation, this Aussie adoptee changed my life and my writing. Von was my all-time favorite writer-blogger-adoptee. I mean this sincerely. I read lots of blogs. I found her when I was doing research for my memoir. Losing her is like losing a parent, a best friend, even though we never met in flesh. We emailed, sent letters, art, updates, etc.
Losing Dr. Charles Bland, my work partner for the past 10+ years, was also a blow.
So today was a good day to cry.
How is everyone? Are you OK? Are you grieving too?