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How Many Black Histories We Still Don’t Know: An Interview With Simone Leigh
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Agnes Martin and the Necessary Joy in Opting Out
In 1967, Agnes Martin left New York. She bounced around the country, landing in New Mexico where she built herself an adobe home. She would live there for most of the rest of her life. It took her...
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The Impostor Syndrome and Me
I am writing to introduce myself. And to try to answer the question, “What am I doing here?” Every time I think up a new essay or story, this question looms in and above the empty Word document....
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Kara Walker and the Sweet Taste of Gentrification
View of the Domino Factory from the Williamsburg Bridge. New York City is always changing. New York neighborhoods, too. It is not a new story: an underserved neighborhood draws (with inexpensive...
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Blood (Orange) on the Tracks
I have been listening to the new Blood Orange album, Cupid Deluxe, twice a day for the past few weeks. A friend suggested it for the emotional trauma I was then, and still am, living through. This...
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How Many Black Histories We Still Don’t Know: An Interview With Simone Leigh
I am walking north on Buffalo Avenue from Crown Heights toward Bedford-Stuyvesant in Brooklyn, passing corner stores and apartment complexes, looking for the Weeksville Heritage Center. I don’t live...
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Agnes Martin and the Necessary Joy in Opting Out
In 1967, Agnes Martin left New York. She bounced around the country, landing in New Mexico where she built herself an adobe home. She would live there for most of the rest of her life. It took her...
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