As we celebrate Juneteenth for the second year as a national federal holiday — now on Sunday AND Monday—amidst the block parties, barbecues, festivals, concerts, and civic events, I continue to ponder the meaning and implications of this day. My ambivalence about commemorating the occasion of the constitutional right to freedom for African-Americans being reluctantly accepted by the last holdouts is balanced by what I imagine were the jubilant hopes and dreams embodied by those first celebrations, as our people claimed their birthright as free human beings at long last.
Read MoreI imagined the Albina Arts Salon as a place that could be both refuge and beacon, as a haven for ideas and honest conversation, and a place where Art could shape community, shedding light on both the truth of the past and the possibilities for the future
Read MoreThe truth is I generally like to feel like I know what I’m doing. As much as I teach about growth mindset, and the importance of failure on our path of learning, in all honesty, my greatest fear is being caught unprepared. That, and the feeling of incompetence that often accompanies my first forays into unknown territory.
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