Duppies & American Indians, Huh?

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Duppy,” mixed media on linen, 11 x 14 in. 2015

My next door neighbor is about 85 years old. She loves the piece above, called Duppy. I explained that it is based on my childhood imagining of what a duppy would look like.  “What’s a duppy?” My best explanation is that it is akin to what Americans would call the boogie man or a  very scary ghost. Her response to that? “We were afraid of Indians.”

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Into Cow Pastures We Sailed (A Jamaican Tale)

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St. Thomas Cow Pasture

Long before the bobsled team ever was

my sister and I

slid down mountain slopes

past yellow beaked sentinels

stalking about

on their spectacularly long legs.

Into cow pastures we sailed

on our flattened cardboard boxes

stopping only when faced

with the asses of cows.

Momentarily happy

we scrambled  to our feet, giggling,

delighted we were wise not to

aim for barbed wire fences

fronting ancestral cemeteries

with their pale Jamaican ghosts

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Some information about the parish of St. Thomas (Jamaica) where this story takes place can be found here:

http://thesourcefarm.com/about/st-thomas-jamaica

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