Celebrating Our Differences
Urban Renewal and Public Housing in Florence Florence’s first public housing units, like its neighborhoods, were segregated. In 1950, the city of Florence needed both new, modern housing and clearance of slum areas, but public housing took priority. That same year the Public Housing Administration approved a preliminary…
an appeal to artists by ELISE MATICH | Educator + Editor, The Remembered Arts Journal ON EASTER SUNDAY, 1939, Marian Anderson sang “My Country, ‘Tis of Thee” on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial, after the Daughters of the American Revolution denied her access to their segregated concert hall. Although…
Every city has a unique story to tell. I was born and brought up in Kolkata, India. Every time I go back, the same city touches me with different emotion. The roads, the buildings, the changing topography every time represents a unique nostalgic representation of the past and…
What started with a casual Facebook post turned into a global day of coordinated protest the likes of which has never been seen before. Estimates have ranged from three to over five million people participating worldwide. In spite of the then President-Elect instructing the National Park Service to…
I was born and raised in Germany. As a child, we learned a lot about the horrors of the Holocaust in history class. It was hard to believe that this had happened in my country. I couldn’t even fathom how people could do such evil things to each…
On January 21st 2017, I will release the person I have carefully created into the world, or rather into Washington D.C. I have been preparing for this ever since I first said the word divorce out loud in relation to my decaying marriage. I have been stockpiling domestic…
As an African American woman who has witnessed the ebb and flow of my people in this country, I’m reflective as we move from one year into another. I’ve reached the conclusion that our rocky tenure in America has caused us to think short term, and we need…
The Ambiguities of Race and the Permanence of Slavery: A Look at George W. Farris, Escaped Slave Homer Plessy Newspaper accounts from across the nation in the 1850s tell the tale of an escaped slave calling himself George Washington Farris. The story detailed by these accounts highlights…
For many years I have wanted to visit a country in Africa but could not decide which one I wanted to visit first. After months of pondering and researching multiple countries I decided Kenya would be my first African country to visit. After weeks of research on Kenya…
Our identity is a specific marker of how we define ourselves at any particular moment of life. Discovery and claiming our unique identity is a process of growth, change and renewal throughout a lifetime. This is my story – a brief part of what I call the projection…