AFFIRMATIONS: Honoring Self & Community Care for & with Educators of Color

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I am proud to have illustrated and designed the flyer for:

Affirmations: Honoring Self & Community Care for and with Educators of Color! 

Did I also mention I am PERFORMING! 

I invite you to affirm your greatness, your purpose, your beauty, your healing. Affirm YOU!

Growing into 2015, I affirmed to re-emerge as Artist.

This year I have been working on projects outside of my classroom walls.

Event details are below, share, invite and hope to see you there! 

As educators of color we are often expected to take the lead–or asked to remained silent–on difficult conversations about race, and other aspects of our identities. At our respective institutions this role can often be both a necessary responsibility as well as a burden. Particularly in an age of contentious debate and protest over the heighten visibility of the police state and its affects on black lives and ongoing marches and protests calling for racial justice, the need to re-center race, self and community care and healing are crucial and imperative.

AFFIRMATIONS emerged out of NYCoRE’s Inquiry to Action Group (ItAG) #BeyondtheMarches: Living, Teaching and Organizing through the Intersections, and our collective desire to support #blacklivesmatter movement building. Through performances, sharing heart stories, songs, dances and herbal teas AFFIRMATIONS intention is to honor, explore, lift up and affirm self and community care by and for educators of color. The hope is that we all can build a pedagogical practice that is courageous and also sustainable.

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EVENTBRITE TICKETS: http://bit.ly/1dmNJB9
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Performance Nights
Saturday, May 30th, 6-8pm. Followed by fellowship hour 8pm. *For people/educators of color only*

Sunday, May 31st, 6-8pm. Followed by fellowship hour: 8pm. *For people/educators of color only*

Sunday, June 7th, 6-8pm. Followed by fellowship hour: 8pm. *For people/educators of color and white allies*

All donations and proceeds from the door will go to healers and organizers in the #blacklivesmatter movement building.

Because of the donation ticket structure for this show, multiple tickets must be purchased in separate transactions. We’re sorry for any inconvenience this might cause; it’s a limitation of this website. No one will be turned away for lack of funds.

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Guest author: The Familiar Tale of Race, Power, Privilege and black life in America

Here is an entry I did post a PD/workshop I co-lead in relation to art education NOW & #blacklivesmatter.

ENJOY

Art Education at City College of New York

IMG_8122Author Tiffany Jones reflects on the recent Teaching Art Today: #BlackLivesMatter Teach in held at the New Museum on March 19, 2015.

Teaching art today is an opportunity to discuss life and all its complexities, while providing an outlet and the skills for students to communicate a message. Art provides students with a pathway to healing, empowerment and advocacy. Art makes their thoughts visual thereby making the artist visible, hard to ignore. Therefore as art educators I invite us to be agents of change, who explore hard issues like race in our space of learning.

So where to start?
Breathe! Self-care is imperative. Be mindful of yourself and your limits. Acknowledge
that race is a social construct that produces, informs and sustains a long list of social
injustices like police brutality. Race is a Goliath and it’s not only your task to address it.

It’s a social issue. So…

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A Magical Day in a Magical Life

Early morning on a cold December day. A comfortable rush hour express train car equipped with seating. My achy ankles and ease into the orange seat. My eyes meet with relentless stare, that never breaks after many blinks and look aways. I change my seat with hopes that stares will stop but my attempts fail. I look away as my eyes land on a familiar face.

My heart beats fast as I realize who was sharing space with on this cold December day.

Kara Walker.

There I sat in a bundle of nerves thinking of what should I say, should I say anything!

Then I remembered the Universe would not have placed  me on this train, at this time, with her, if  we weren’t meant to meet. So I stood up and said hello. She smiled and we talked a bit. I thanked her for inspiring me and my students. We wished a good day.

I met Kara Walker.

The  school day welcomed students on time and ready to create. Excited I shared my morning surprise. They were happy for me and curious about the artist that left their usually outgoing Art Teacher speechless. Discussions of the intersections of race, class, gender, gentrification, police brutality, choice, education, agency and a need for change. Thank you Kara.  A meeting of the minds. I am reminded young people are our hope. They are our now and forever. Nothing planned occurred. But everything that was supposed to happen did. I am inspired by their energy and insightfulness.

We are never to old to play. We are never to old to try something new. Simple inks, water and paper produces laughs and gasps of discovering as bust of color bleeds on paper. We create cards out of hand marbled paper for our sister/daughter who has experienced great change. Through creation we build community, connections and space for healing.

A chilly and nervous walk through Harlem. My name is on the guest list of my favorite artist. She is now becoming my collaborator and mentor. I am humbled and honored.

Talks of blackness. Sounds of our multifaceted existence. Sounds of our complexity. She calls us MAGIC.

I am welcomed with a smile as I walk towards Meshell.

Meshell Ndegecello is excited to meet me. ME!

We hug tight. An internet connection meets the physical world.She introduces me as an amazing educator and artist for the people, I beam.

Long ride home. My joy surpasses my exhaustion.

A man prepares for his stop. Walking to the door he thanks me. Thank you and holds my hand. I am unaware of how I impacted him. Sometimes the universe speaks through our physical bodies.

I am humbled. I am honored. I have arrived. I am where I am supposed to be.

I am living my magical life FEARLESSLY!

I am thankful.

On my National Day of LOVE

Today was so amazing with my students I had to share:

  • My former student came to visit school today. He welcomed me by calling out Mom and hugging the life out of me
  • Seeing my students sit in the VIP section of the Award Ceremony because they earned an award for the previous cycle
  • Getting on stage to make an announcement and hearing the student body screaming various versions of my name with deep love! 
  • My student who asked if the man in the Keith Haring documentary was Keith LIFE PARTNER! And no one in the class reacted if the idea of gayness was strange! 
  • My students who GOT KEITH HARING’s ART to the T! I mean they embraced HIM!
  • My male student who educated his peer on the wrongness of the phrase NO HOMO! ” Man if you secure in who you are why say that? And if you were homo what is the issue in that? Gay is ok”
  • The students in Art Crew radiating  with pride after rehearsal and editing their first short film. “Tiffany we gotta take ARt Crew out into the world! We can change the world!”

*happy tear* I love my job and I love the Young people of NYC! They make it alllll worth it! ART forever!