Dear friends and newcomers,
Made especially for NotMyPresident’s Day.
There’s more of course.
Love and peace,
It is a sad day for America and the world. Our country and planet are in danger.
We’re saying goodbye to one of the greatest men, one of the greatest presidents to ever live. So much has been written and said by others, I had no idea what I could write, or how to say goodbye today.
When M was little, and in preschool, if he or other children were having a hard time separating from parents, saying goodbye at drop off, there was a little window, near the front door, and a teacher would hold M up to the window on the inside, and I was outside, and we said goodbye, blowing kisses, and waving at the goodbye window, and then he would be OK, and so would I.
So, back then, I made this:
This was a poster I had made during the 2012 election:
And this was inspired by the First Family’s 2016 holiday / Christmas card photo:
Thank you, President Barack Hussein Obama.
Thank you, First Lady, Michelle Obama.
Thank you, First Daughters, Malia and Sasha.
Thank you, First Dogs, Sunny and Bo.
Looking through the many pictures and waving goodbye, through the screens, or waving goodbye in our hearts inside, while you’ll wave back to us, no doubt, and we already miss you, tearing ourselves away and muttering yes, we can, we have to, but its super scary, and its real, and can we really? It is such a long fall downwards from the high bar you set.
Thank you, Mr. President, Our President.
Thank you, to everyone who’s been marching and fighting for justice for decades, or days, and to those who have not started yet, but will.
Thank you, to all the artists, writers, musicians, singers, comedians, journalists, filmmakers, dancers, scientists, organizers, activists, dreamers and believers in all that is good in the world because we need everyone to pitch in more. We need many voices and art and comedy and film and songs and it will be oxygen, a compass, and a way through and over and out of hopelessness, despair, and defeat. As it always is.
M is 10, and he came with me vote in 2008, 2012, and 2016, and he worries about more then a child should have to, because he feels and sees the truth, like so many children do, and he and many others are deeply sad today. And it shouldn’t be this way; that children everywhere are afraid and sad because a new president is taking office in the United States of America.
And we, the grown ups, somehow have to explain how this happened, how we’ll protect him, how we’ll continue to work to try to change things.
Every single child needs protection and love and clean air and water and shelter and food and education, and we as a country already fall terribly short on that, but it could get worse.
It is impossible to explain to M how a dangerous bully tyrant, a most unfit to serve man is going to be in charge and is already working to dismantle life as we know it here and in the world.
So we tell him the truth: Yes, this is really bad. We look forward to the impeachment process to begin as soon as possible.
We stay who we are. We fight back. We don’t give up.
Be well and safe,
Love and Peace.
Two documentary films are going to be on tonight,
Saturday, January 7, 2017 and both are at 8pm.
Life Animated will be on A & E and is a stunningly
Bright Lights: Starring Carrie Fisher and Debbie Reynolds will be on HBO.
Here’s our cat watching the snowfall this morning.
Hope all are safe, cozy and warm.
It’s been almost a year since I’ve written here.
Been dealing with lots of health stuff, and so much has happened here and around the country and world. There’s been way too much collective grief, hurt, disappointment, anger, and harm done to children and innocents everywhere. Aleppo, Syria alone makes me question humanity, makes me wonder (again and again) if mercy is only for some and not all. It seems so.
All the pain in the world, in all the corners where lives were cut short, or were ruined, families torn apart, or obliterated. Like no one learns from history and our species
seems hell bent on self and planet destruction.
The many stars, artists, thinkers, humans who left us.
In the midst of this, and everyone’s individual private or public life battles, people go on and live. Remarkably, people continue working, laughing, making art, pushing forward. We all do what we have to do to get by, and there’s no way through it but through it. Which sucks a lot of the time. And this year has been difficult for many, and these are extraordinary times. Lots of WTF?! Seriously?! And now what?!
I don’t know about you, but I could do with a minimum three-month long hibernation right about now.
My hopes and wishes for the New Year include love and peace, clean water, fresh air, good food, safety, freedom, justice, more kindness, an end to cruelty of all kinds, for science and facts to (eventually, and before its entirely too late) win the day, and for the wildlife creatures and seas and skies to keep on and keep on while we each find our own ways to keep going, be with those we love, and resist and organize peacefully so we can work to get our democracy back for everyone.
It was only a matter of time before we started seeing increasing racist, bigoted, hateful and aggressive behavior and violence at Trump rallies as his hate speech has always seemed to me that he was inciting to violence. Comparisons to the rise of Hitler and Nazi Germany have been inevitable.
Last night, an escalation. Brave people in Chicago shut down a Trump rally. On display, exposed for all to see was racism and hatred but also a large number of protesters who put their bodies and lives on the line to oppose and protest Trump and everything he stands for.
At the beginning of March, a peaceful student from the University of Louisville, Shiya Nwanguma, was assaulted by a terrifying crowd filled with racist haters. It could have been a scene from long ago. I found this photo on Shaun King’s Facebook page; a side by side image that speaks volumes. On one side, a student walking through a crowd during attempts to integrate a school in Little Rock, AK, and on the right, an image from the Trump rally. As if time stood still.
You can read all about this here via Shaun King.
I was deeply disturbed watching the footage of this young women as she made her way through this crowd, pushed, poked, verbally and physically assaulted because of the color of her skin. I was so angry and sad, I couldn’t find the words. Instead, I sat down to draw and paint.
The man in the red hat is Matthew Heimbach who participated in the assault (you can see him quite clearly on camera). He’s a leader of the Traditionalist Worker Party and is a known white supremacist. The woman at the center is University of Louisville student, Shiya Nwanguma.
Trump has been quoted as saying, “Get them out of here.”
It is long past time to get him out of here.
This is my protest:
With love and peace,