Release That explores my auntie's outcry to ease the weight on my siblings and myself from our late mother's decisions and shortcomings on what would be her 55th birthday.
we are in her backyard, some are smoking, some are chatting, music is playing, but everyone is crying. blackness is at the helm of understanding, speckled by gratitude with flying embers of bemoaning. this longing becomes communal technology for redistributing grief.
RISD Black Biennial, Please Catch me When I Fall.
Gelman Gallery
Providence, RI. 2026
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