For many reasons, I'm nostalgic about the 70s. These were my formative years and the best time of my life as a child. There's the music, fashion and this unknowing time of the 60s I barely missed that was phasing into a different social climate. Even in the south, it was a little different for me but it was still before African Americans were fully integrated. I've taken an interest in how black culture was sort of incubated from larger society and the beauty of what was cultivated.
I became an avid reader of Ntozake Shange, Gwendolyn Brooks Sonia Sanchez and other African American writers and poets. There was music I listened to, played every Saturday morning on into early afternoon; Johnny Guitar Watson, Millie Jackson, George Benson... At some point, I was drawing a lot. A whole lot, ultimately finding my way into teaching kids about it and to a great degree, I found that I was making art and telling visual stories that were sometimes a part of my biography. Maybe it's me preserving that time or reaching back for it. I'm just remembering and contextualizing it to what's happening now, whatever now looks like. It's always reshaped by historical elements, design and documenting a memory.