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This image. This is America. This is the Change. Change is coming & we welcome the change. Every age must come to an end. #twothousandseasons #nojusticenopeace✊🏾 #Repost @adjaye_visual_sketchbook with @make_repost ・・・ Today.... 29..5..2020. Minneapolis, USA 📸 @slate_mk.2 https://www.instagram.com/p/CA6LHtQpdMg/?igshid=1hm5h0blp2rmf
Change is Coming. It happened in South Africa & it will happen here. Every age must come to an end for a new season. Brilliant idea for decolonization in America @clairebreukel 👏🏽 & sculpture by @kehindewiley #twothousandseasons #Repost @clairebreukel with @make_repost ・・・ The time is now. Kehinde Wiley’s “Rumors of War” statue is the same material and scale of a monument of confederate general JEB but offers an urgent narrative rewrite. Why do confederate monuments still exist? Why are they protected over human rights? This work could not be more relevant. Thank you @kehindewiley #repost @kehindewiley Kehinde Wiley “Rumors of War” bronze 2019 #blacklivesmatter @vmfamuseum https://www.instagram.com/p/CBCbse2p5EJ/?igshid=bnwg9zwcyar1
To my highly melaninated folks: You are beautiful! The grace of these words made me take pause in admiration. #melanin #beauty #stillblackingout #ayikweiarmah #twothousandseasons
The desert was made the desert, turned barren by a people whose spirit itself is the seed of death. Each single one of them is a carrier of destruction. The spirit of their coming together, the purpose of their existence is the spread of death over the earth, An insatiable urge drives them. Whenever their is life, even if it only be a possibility, the harbingers of death must go--to destroy it. See the footsteps they have left all over the world. Wherever they have been they have destroyed along their road, taking, taking, taking. They have wiped the surface barren with their greed. They have dug deep to take what the earth needed for itself to stay fertile earth. They have taken everything within their reach, things that made the earth good, and they have put nothing back but hard, dead things in place of life destroyed. Even their putting back has nothing of a sense of reciprocity. Their semblance of giving is parcel of their greed. It is their habit to put dead, useless things in the hollowed earth to help them take more coveted things.
Chapter 1: "The Way," [pg. 29], in Ayi Kwei Armah's Two Thousand Seasons
Beware the destroyers. It is their habit to cut off fingers from the hand itself uprooted from the parent body, calling each fallen piece a creature in itself, different from ears, eyes, noses, feet, entrails, [and] other individuals of their making.
Chapter 1: "The Way," [pg. 22] from Ayi Kwei Armah's Two Thousand Seasons
Remember this: against all that destruction some yet remained among us unforgetful of origins, dreaming secret dreams, seeing visions, hearing secret voices of our purpose. Further: those yet to appear, to see, hear, to utter and to make--little do we know what changes they will come among. Idle, then, for us to presume despair on their behalf: foolish when we have no knowledge how much closer to the way their birth will come, how much closer than our closest hopes.
Prologue, [pg. xvii] from Ayi Kwei Armah's Two Thousand Seasons
A people losing sight of origins are dead. A people deaf to purposes are lost. Under the fertile rain, in scorching sunshine, there is no difference: their bodies are mere corpses awaiting final burial.
Prologue, [pg. xv] in Ayi Kwei Armah's Two Thousand Seasons
