Recently i’ve made two greeting cards for Easter and they are both screen printed by hand.
They are both for sale at my big cartel shop. Please check it out.
My friends make incredible things
I had just finished work and called my father (I had missed his call earlier). I decided to have him accompany me on my drive home. My father and I had a conversation about my relationship with my mother. As I got closer to home, the conversation got deeper. When I finally reached home, I parked my car and I just sat there, talking to him still, pouring out my frustrations.
I noticed that my neighbor’s* sister had come down to fetch something from their storage unit. Our eyes met briefly, as I focused my attention on my conversation with my father. Then from the corner of my eye I saw her walk towards my direction, I opened my car door, anticipating her telling me I had done something that wasn’t very ‘neighborly’ but instead the words came out of her mouth shocked me. She said “It’s gonna be ok. Are you crying? Is it your family? It’s gonna be ok” and she then gave me a hug and told me to take care.
That random act of kindness really made my day.
* My neighbors, I believe are from Africa, where exactly I’m not sure and I don’t want to jump to conclusions. They are a quiet family with a young son and a sister lives with them.
Thank you, to the Academy, for this incredible recognition. It doesn’t escape me for one moment that so much joy in my life is thanks to so much pain in someone else’s. And so I want to salute the spirit of Patsey for her guidance. And for Solomon, thank you for telling her story and your own.
Steve McQueen, you charge everything you fashion with a breath of your own spirit. Thank you so much for putting me in this position. This has been the joy of my life [weeps and audience applauds]. I’m certain that the dead are standing about you, watching and they are grateful. And so am I.
Chiwetel, thank you for your fearlessness and how deeply you went into telling Solomon’s story. Michael Fassbender, thank you. You were my rock. Alfre [Woodard] and Sarah [Paulson], it was a thrill to work with you. Joel Walker, the invisible performer in the editing room. Sean Bobbitt, Kalaadevi, Adruitha, Patty Norris, thank you, thank you, thank you — I could not be here without your work.
I want to thank my family for your training [laughs] and the Yale School of Drama as well, for your training. My friends the Wilsons, this one’s for you. My brother Junior sitting by my side, thank you so much. You’re my best friend.
When I look down at this golden statue, may it remind me and every little child that no matter where you are from, your dreams are valid. Thank you."
Lupita Nyong’o’s acceptance speech for Best Supporting Actress for her gripping performance in 12 Years A Slave
I usually do not watch the Oscars. My past experience with viewing it has taught me that the award show is a very long hyped up gathering of movie stars. In fact before I tuned into the Oscars tonight I was watching Sam and Cat, yes I found children’s programming more entertaining.
While Sam and Cat took a commercial break, I decided to tune in to the Oscars anyways, hoping I’d catch Idina Menzel’s performance. When I switched to ABC, I found myself halfway through Lupita Nyong’o’s Oscar speech. I sat there listening to her eloquent speech and was instantly brought to tears.
Nyong’o’s speech reminded me why this night was important. It is a night when dreams come true, when history is made, when we celebrate the art of a story. Nyong’o’s win was well deserved. I believe she knew how important her win was not just to her but for all the little children out there.
‘'The purpose of influence is to speak up for those who have no influence’
Congratulations Lupita Nyong’o, brava! <3
A first edition of Solomon Northup’s 1853 memoir, Twelve Years a Slave –– part of UCLA library’s Special Collections.