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No Gordon Parks

Unless it’s raining, every morning, Roxy, my black lab, bounds outside the back door, runs somewhere in the backyard and stops. Nothing moves on her but her whipping tail and her dancing eyes. Tongue out, she looks back at me with eyes that clearly exclaim, “Look, it’s a new day. Isn’t it exciting!”  Although my eyes are typically heavy from the lack of sleep and my mind is heavy with the day’s list of to-dos, Roxy’s daily shot of energy has infected me.  More than any self-help book or motivational quote, Roxy has encouraged me to continuously appreciate the gift of each day; and to notice, to actually appreciate God’s and man’s artistry.
In that spirit, I bought a camera.  I’ve never had a lesson and I’m certainly no Gordon Parks. But, I bought it to remind to take the time to notice the beauty in the world, to celebrate simply being, just as Roxy does.  So, I bought a camera that is typically used by more experienced photographers and took my first pictures on a recent trip to Paris and Mykonos. I  excitedly bound out the door with dancing eyes, so to speak.  “Look, it’s a new day. Isn’t it exciting!”

My intention is for Black people to love themselves and each other. It sounds somewhat silly, I guess; but oftentimes my people are overwhelmed with negative images, bad news, and stereotyped characters about us. I’d like to flip that script. I’d like to remind us, as often as I can, how incredible we are. Read more


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