My love of superheroes, combined with my love of art, Puerto Rican culture and a sense of accountability to the greater good, led me to imagine and create my own collection of superhero characters...
“...nothing makes a kid (who then turns into a grownup) more interested in attending a live performance than having the opportunity to participate in the craft. Nothing turns them off more quickly than telling them: look but don’t touch; listen but stay in your seat.”
"Wu gave me a sense of belonging; it became my decoder ring for quickly identifying people I could relate with. It became a toolkit and metaphor for connection, community, a celebration of defiant living through struggle..."
"On day -15,165, I was welcomed into the world at the end of the week, in the middle of the year of the mid-’70s to two loving parents, giants in stature and heart... But this is not about my life from then to day one. It is about my life from day one to day 730..."
The creative arts speak to and through us in 2018.
"When the exhibit came down it took me by surprise... made me think of the 6,000 Disappeared – the desaparecidos... plus other countries where dissidents or 'unwanted' citizens were mercilessly eliminated. And of course, that's what Trump and ICE are doing..."
...always THE never mine; if it’s not me never mind...
"...ever since, I have been thinking of how painful it must be for a person to leave everything behind at a moment’s notice..."
...shifting the conversation about immigrant, dreamer, refugee and citizen identities.
Run along dumb beasts / Lest we become attuned to your patters / Begin to know your speech / To love you too much / And wish your home / Were not in the way of our commerce. -Joanne W. Bixby (November 16, 1931 – April 1, 2018)
