Oh. My. Gosh.
First off, I’d be remiss if I did not take pause and acknowledge that I have been praying and crying, pleading and fasting for this moment for years. Ever since studying abroad in the U.K. in 2011, I’ve been dying to get out of the country again and to do international work.
Now here it is. Not by my own strength. And certainly not by my own qualification. Continue reading “Just Shy of Mexico”
General epicness, for one.
This is such a proud moment for black culture. To have succeeded in creating and portraying our own narrative to mass audiences is HUGE. To have shared and expressed and exhibited from our own viewpoints–that which is ultimately human and humane speaks volumes above what’s been spewed by society and media for who knows how long. I am so proud of our being able to get here, knowing it had to have taken pulling teeth, blind eyes, general disinterest, and a yet-pressing-forward to arrive at this very moment. It feels as if the stars aligned, where all the actors, the writers/director, producers, and everything else were in place for this to be brought to fruition this February 2018. Continue reading “3 Reasons Why I Could Watch “Black Panther” A Million More Times”