Tag Archives: North American African Perspective

Advertisements I do not believe the presidency  of the United States of America is a sole proprietorship. I have  entertained a different idea every since I read Taylor Caldwell’s Captain’s and the Kings. Like most of the American public; I have often been instructed by … Continue reading →

Posted on February 7, 2013 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD | Leave a comment

landless

Posted on February 6, 2013 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

Advertisements (Art by Karen Seneferu in honor of Kemba “Walking Tree” Shakur at the Joyce Gordon Gallery in Oakland CA) landless gentrified ghetto children in the inner city got grand parents from the country grandparents moved to the city for … Continue reading →

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Oakland Bratton Venezuela 3.0

Posted on January 23, 2013 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

Advertisements Guest Editorial by Jean Damu Was Oakland Police Consultant William Bratton involved in the failed Venezuela coup? And if he was, should Oaklanders be concerned? By Jean Damu Hundreds of Oakland residents turned out recently to voice their opinions … Continue reading →

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Gentrification: No Resting Place, Pt.1

Posted on December 21, 2012 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

The Bottoms in West Oakland was once a desirable destination for North American Africans recently freed from chattel slavery. Ex-slaves and Pullman Porters wrote a chapter in this neighborhood’s history. This chapter, like many that followed, is informed by race. Continue reading →

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King Tides and NewTown: Harbingers of the Time

Posted on December 14, 2012 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

Advertisements Today there were King Tides in the Bay Area. I wonder about tides pulled by the moon and what makes anomalies. I wonder. I stay in conversation with the universe. There are explanations for most anomalies. As humans we … Continue reading →

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techno mecca

Posted on July 25, 2012 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

Advertisements walkin in a new garden technically colored flowers grown in medicated minds stress elevated to art bleeds on concrete freedom sought in recreation of is tagged on trains transient society sold fathers house took a trip to paris to … Continue reading →

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Un-naturalized

Posted on July 20, 2012 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

are we the ones we

so need someone

when I was little

I waited for some one

to come then I decided

to be someone

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X

Posted on May 19, 2012 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

Advertisements   living in legend feared revered removed your corpse a sign of contested resistance pouring  oil on paths to cold realities spiritual uprisings and songs of salt water you are forever living dead in myths of truth subverted held … Continue reading →

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New Page

Posted on January 29, 2012 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

Advertisements mornin dawnin new day upon us sun rising sun shine brand new page get cha news i’m on it brand new day sun rising day dawin brand new day brand new page & if ya reading this ya on … Continue reading →

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99 Swang / That New Millenium Dime

Posted on November 20, 2011 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

Advertisements 99 sheep woke up/came in from the toxic fields/in search of a song/full of tic bites/wolves against no walls/on a come up/calling bluffs/tea parties full of donkeys&elephants 99 sheep/infiltrated/media affiliated/99 sheep awake/from a long slow dance/a tango w/existence insistent on voicing the … Continue reading →

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