Midnight last night I woke up to my phone going off which is odd because I usually sleep through alerts but for some reason this time I didnt. I open my email to find news from Creative Women Unite that I am sooo proud and honored to share with you! One of my paintings was selected to be a part of an art show called *Visions; Empowerment In Bloom* celebrating Women History Month and International Women Day!!!!! I could burst I'm so excited about it! Celebrating women, what we can do and what makes us amazing means so much to me. I want my daughter to always believe she can do anything she dreams of. The opening is on March 8th (International Womens Day) and goes from 6pm-11 at the Midtown Art Center in Houston. There is going to be the art and also performances to enjoy. Not bad for only 10$ per person and under 12 + over 60 are FREE! They're going to display the works there from the opening until the 22nd of March if you can't make it for the opening. If your near Houston we'd love to see you!
Immigration is such a hot button topic and it seems so weird for me. Bare with me. I fully understand and agree with needing to have immigration be on the up and up and going through the proper channels but people are really forgetting that immigration is what built this country and has made it's charming patchwork foundation. With the exception of the Native American people we are ALL products of immigration in this country. I grew up in Syracuse, New York and I think being so close to Ellis Island along with a good sized Native American community had a huge impact on life and culture in the state. There is a feeling that is just missing from a lot of other areas. The word immigrant was never a negative in my life it was never used with distain, hatred or fear. We were mostly families of immigration. We were taught to respect each other. My own family came over only a few generations before me. Syracuse is very thick with diversity and have such pride in them. It isn't odd that you would find things like a Polish Club in my town. German, Italian, Polish, Middle Eastern, Jewish and Irish (etc.) businesses where the owners are 1st and 2nd generation Americans bringing traditions, foods and recipes from home are everywhere. We were all very in touch with our pasts and those of others. It seems to me that even with all the differences it cultivated a sense of community with us. It made a wonderful swirl and mix. We learned to enjoy sharing and learning. Growing up there gave me a thirst for life and experiences. I feel like people lose sight of the amazing things we get from other cultures. It really makes my heart sad to see us losing that beautiful melting pot quality and it being replaced by fear and hatred. I truly wish we could all reclaim what it was to be American and reject this whole 'murica attitude of hate and ignorance. Reclaim something to be proud of.
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June 2015
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