I like the three little —– over there, my auction-buddy Janet told me. I had been wandering through the auction house and hadn’t seen them. So I went back to check and there they were, the…
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The big red soda machine stood against a wall in the middle of the long hallway of the school building, looking out the double doors to a wide yard and just beyond, a main highway.…
The dresses were decidedly not for the common woman. Whether African American or white, she could never in her lifetime wear the beautifully tailored 1890s wedding gown handmade by Mrs. G.W. Wright or the couture…
As soon as I saw the item, I figured out what it was. It was designed to be a machine to help us, but looked as if it would do us harm. It was a vintage version of a…
I was standing in the last room of the Norman Lewis exhibition when my friend Monica walked over to me. I was admiring a 1978 painting bathed in lilac with Lewis’ familiar figures in motion.…
Can you guess what this is?
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Up close, it looks like a jumble of organs with an oversized gray stone attached. What you think you see, though, may not be what it seems. This is the insides of something that never shows when…
The table held several flats of fans, but the ones that drew me held a story. They were diverse in both their images and messages, silently imparting slices of our cultural history. This wasn’t the first time I’d seen…
When I walked into the community room at Mother Bethel AME Church, I saw a stack of boxes on a table. I was sure they contained the books I wanted badly to see. I was at…