Jamaica, One Love/No Love

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Jamaican Iguana, from the Indigenous Fauna series, watercolor on paper 2014

I have learnt the warmth of the sun
A million adventures not yet begun

Heartbreak and poetry
…deep blues …

Now i know this is lonely country
It leads me only back to the sea

… Once there was beauty here for me
Once there was magic here for me ….

-words from Dido’s, “Northern Skies”, from the Safe Trip Home album-


I’m working on a series of artwork inspired by Jamaica, its history, its present. That includes reading the early texts and drawings about the island. My readings and research take me from the cave drawings of the Tainos to the writings of the Spanish, based on Columbus’ arrival in the “New World,” on up to the present. So many things, are done in the name of the church, the holy trinity, god and nation. 3 -in the name of the holy trinity

Video – Jamaica, a terrible place to be gay:

 

Where is the Leadership? Watching Track and Field

dancing

I am a citizen

of this earth

recognized

by law

as a subject

a national

of this soil.

I belong

to the same

state

commonwealth

nation

world

as do you.

I remember

when Ma said

to Tommy,

“I don’t want no mean son.

Did they hurt you

and make you mean mad?”

I never was

mean mad.

I loved

to dance

I am

I was

I no longer am.

*****          *****          *****

This poem is in remembrance of Dwayne and Oshane, and all the others who came before them.

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