Tag: art

#28DaysOfBlackness: Kehinde Wiley Exhibit At Saint Louis Art Museum

I am a fan of art.

One of the perks of being in and from St. Louis is the Saint Louis Art Museum. There are always exhibits from around the world and back again. This exhibit came across my radar by way of my husband’s theology class.

Make no mistake, we took our daughters to this exhibit as well! The reason was two-fold:

1.) The Art Museum doesn’t feature Black artists like that.

2.) We didn’t know when they would desire this exhibit (or any other like it) again.

Through his technique of street casting, this exhibit is exquisite to behold. From the size of the paintings, the colors and their melaninated subjects, this exhibit is exactly what Black History Month in St. Louis needed.

I was in awe.

I was so proud.

It was so good to see us looking back at us.

Not a parody. No stereotypes. No minstrelsy. Just us.

I loved the colors he chose, the people he chose and even how he showed acrylic nails, tattoos and the painted toenails. The exhibit is itself a wonder.

All this Blackness in one spot, in a place of distinction, among all these other painted (white) faces? I was overjoyed.

Kehinde Wiley took us and made us regal. From the homies that were protesting the death of #MikeBrown, to the girls at beauty supply shops or waiting for the bus. Kehinde saw all the power that is Black and people, making it visible to the naked eye.

This exhibit isn’t a fluke. Black art isn’t reserved for flea markets and tattoos. This exhibit shows everyone that melanin indeed sparkles in the sun. Black is indeed beautiful.

The Kehinde Wiley exhibit was on display at the Saint Louis Art Museum from October 19, 2018-February 10, 2019. Click here for more information about the artist.

[images from authors personal album]

I Got Time: “GET OUT”

I saw GET OUT with my husband of 4 years on our living room couch. I screamed and was almost in tears insisting to my husband that “We had to help Chris!” I had a visceral reaction to hearing “Stay woke!” from Redbone in the car with my children days later.


I legit was climbing the couch screaming–being a writer makes your hyper-observant to everything around you and everything you see. This film let me know the brilliance of Jordan Peele and the rich nature of this thing called blackness.


Today I found out this movie, that I’m STILL unraveling the Easter Eggs Jordan Peele left 3 months later, was nominated for a Golden Globe.


I also found out this brilliant movie was nominated in/for the category of Best Comedy.





Allow me to be The Loud Girl I spoke about yesterday right quick, because I’m a writer and this is some nonsense…

GET OUT is not a damn comedy. Just because Jordan Peele is one half of a comedy duo on Comedy Central doesn’t mean he can’t write or cannot write anything else! Don’t fix your ballot to cheapen his work to say this is an f’n comedy. The author of this work and screenplay writer, Mr. Peele himself, calls this a social thriller. What the (bleep) about that is (bleep) funny?! WHAT ABOUT THAT IS FUNNY?!

Not a drama, but comedy?


Am I upset? Yes. This is artistic discrimination–whether it is intentional? Yeah, it is! Hell yes it is?! What parts were funny?

I’ll wait.

I got time for it.

The over/hypersexualization of black men?

The depression/stigma of black women and men?

The societal lusting of us as a people–body, artistic/athletic gifting, personal style and creativity?

The fact that The Sunken Place indeed is real?

I could go on…but watch the damn movie!

There is nothing funny about this movie! As a writer, as a writer whom is a woman of color, I am utterly f-ckin offended.

The Golden Globes just served a cold slap to Jordan Peele — and Baptist Church mother peppermints disguised as praise — and lowered the quality of the work to something that can be laughed at rather than considered and discussed (which by the way, is one of the purposes of satire)! Granted, Jordan declared that this film/his movie is a ‘societal thriller’ and  ‘doesn’t fit in any genre category.’

Damn that. That being said, it’s not a f-ckin comedy. Even if it is satire. The only funny thing is Jordan ain’t whup nobody ass, and he is in talks to redo The Twilight Zone so, Jordan gon’ get this paper irregardless* of what these dumbass people think…


Black. Writers. Matter.

Respect our work.

We are done asking.


*-I know this is not a word. It was used for emphasis.