Monday, August 17, 2009

Jesse Jackson, a portrait for Verna

I was 10 or 11 when I was introduced to Black culture on a more intimate level thanks to the Jagger family moving in to the apartment building I grew up in. Living in Chicago I had many friends with different cultural backgrounds which back then I took for granted, I loved all the different kinds of people but it was normal everyday life I did not realize how much that would change when I moved to Santa Barbara where most of the people were white,nothing against white people but I missed the color and it was kind of shocking, I felt out of place socially for the first time in my life. Now I look back on my childhood in Chicago thankful for the culture I grew up in, thankful for the families and friends that took me into their homes, fed me their food and loved me with a kindness that would open doors in my heat and soul.