Let's take a walk through my heart and mind. All entries are collectible.
"Yes Lawd!" A Sonic Narrative
Embark on a sonic journey in narrative prose, inspired by the sweet melodies and soulful rhythms of Yes Lawd! (2016), a cult classic EP born from the collaboration of producer Knxwledge and drummer/vocalist Anderson.Paak. It’s the perfect mix. A prime fusion of a charismatic frontman, swagger pulsating through slick songwriting and melodies crafted from thin air, all laid on sultry drumbeats and strings. It’s a grainy demo tape gone digital, a Lo-Fi mix for a rainy day, yet a jukebox jam fit ...
"Yes Lawd!" A Sonic Narrative
Embark on a sonic journey in narrative prose, inspired by the sweet melodies and soulful rhythms of Yes Lawd! (2016), a cult classic EP born from the collaboration of producer Knxwledge and drummer/vocalist Anderson.Paak. It’s the perfect mix. A prime fusion of a charismatic frontman, swagger pulsating through slick songwriting and melodies crafted from thin air, all laid on sultry drumbeats and strings. It’s a grainy demo tape gone digital, a Lo-Fi mix for a rainy day, yet a jukebox jam fit ...
Letter: Revisiting Grenada 40 Years After U.S. Invasion
*The following letter was published as an editorial comment in Salem News on October 30, 2023 in response to an opinion column written by David M. Shribman: *Revisiting Grenada, Four Decades On.Letter: Grenada Column Written from Colonialist PerspectiveTo the editor: Responding to “Revisiting Grenada four decades on” (Salem News, Oct. 23), I disagree with this article as it is written from a colonial perspective with a romantic tone of Grenada before and after U.S. intervention, lacking an im...
Letter: Revisiting Grenada 40 Years After U.S. Invasion
*The following letter was published as an editorial comment in Salem News on October 30, 2023 in response to an opinion column written by David M. Shribman: *Revisiting Grenada, Four Decades On.Letter: Grenada Column Written from Colonialist PerspectiveTo the editor: Responding to “Revisiting Grenada four decades on” (Salem News, Oct. 23), I disagree with this article as it is written from a colonial perspective with a romantic tone of Grenada before and after U.S. intervention, lacking an im...
(Identity, Empathy)
(Identity, Empathy) is a series of portraits that aims to inspire empathy by leveraging generative AI to expand one’s sense of self. Following the idea that our bodies are simply containers for our souls, this project imagines a reshuffling of genetic code to demonstrate my soul expressed in various human forms along the spectrum of masculinity, femininity, and gender expression. How does the soul experience the world differently based upon the body it inhabits? How does your perception of th...
(Identity, Empathy)
(Identity, Empathy) is a series of portraits that aims to inspire empathy by leveraging generative AI to expand one’s sense of self. Following the idea that our bodies are simply containers for our souls, this project imagines a reshuffling of genetic code to demonstrate my soul expressed in various human forms along the spectrum of masculinity, femininity, and gender expression. How does the soul experience the world differently based upon the body it inhabits? How does your perception of th...
Granddaddy Visits
“What are you doing!? All up in the way driving all slow. The old folks need to get off the road.” The young lady in the passenger seat nodded her head and smiled, understanding my frustration. I maneuvered around the elderly driver then continued home. The sight of the elderly driver recalled a memory of my grandfather. Each time I visited the house in Anniston, Alabama, his grey sedan sat in the driveway. As a young boy I asked, “Who’s car is that?” “It’s your granddaddy’s. He doesn’t drive...
Granddaddy Visits
“What are you doing!? All up in the way driving all slow. The old folks need to get off the road.” The young lady in the passenger seat nodded her head and smiled, understanding my frustration. I maneuvered around the elderly driver then continued home. The sight of the elderly driver recalled a memory of my grandfather. Each time I visited the house in Anniston, Alabama, his grey sedan sat in the driveway. As a young boy I asked, “Who’s car is that?” “It’s your granddaddy’s. He doesn’t drive...
Lucid
A cotton candy PlayStation startup screen on the edge of conscious and subconscious. There’s a tiger beneath that invisible surface. With each breath, the tiger draws me back from my waking life back into the dream state. Splashes of turquoise, indigo, fuchsia; smoking, dripping, cascading at the ethereal walls of this chamber. The morning comes. I plug my phone to the charger and see its red battery icon. As the phone begins to charge, the tiger scoffs at this synthetic extension of itself. ...
Lucid
A cotton candy PlayStation startup screen on the edge of conscious and subconscious. There’s a tiger beneath that invisible surface. With each breath, the tiger draws me back from my waking life back into the dream state. Splashes of turquoise, indigo, fuchsia; smoking, dripping, cascading at the ethereal walls of this chamber. The morning comes. I plug my phone to the charger and see its red battery icon. As the phone begins to charge, the tiger scoffs at this synthetic extension of itself. ...
