You can't deny the beauty of melanin.
I started this project like I do all my portrait projects, with black women in mind. I began shooting black women my Sophomore year of college. Little did I know I started working on something that would clearly be my lifes work. A body of work that will always be loading, playing in the background of every thought and concept. With each new chapter in my life, the project just takes on a new face. Stylistically they don't look the same, but they have the same underlying intention. Uplift, beauty, care, and love.
*NikkRich gets an idea. She changes her clothes and begins to get ready for an outing. Wondering if her friend, Ferriss Mason would be down she asks Ferriss a question*
NikkRich: "Lets go to Coachella ..."
Ferriss Mason: "Are you serious? I have to get my work done."
NikkRich: "Yea .. lets just go. You see I changed my shorts and put on my earrings."
Ferriss Mason: *Laughs* "You didn't shower though .. and well .. I have to get my work done first."
NR: *Looks down at attire.* "True I should probably take a shower, but we're going. We're going after you finish."
FM: *Bangs computer* "Why won't this website work?!"
NR: "Restart it."
FM: *Restarts computer* "Still not working."
NR: "Lets go."
Mind you, we didn't have much knowledge of where we were going, who we were meeting up with, and how we were going to get to where we were going. It's hard for me to resist a good adventure. Thank God for the Cloud 9 community on top of the parking garage though, we probably wouldn't have made it back home.
I've never been to Portland before. In my small time there, I couldn't help but notice the deafining silence of the city and the fact there is not a shortage of plaid. It could be my mini transplant to LA but I couldn't help but wonder where are the people? Better yet, where are the black people, or minorities? Ironically, I went to Portland to support and document my best friend and artist, Ervin Johnson, solo show rightfully named, #InHonor. To honor us. I was interested to see the faces that would show up for the opening and artist talk.
Portland not only brought black faces to where they are scarce, but it gave me the chance to sit back and look at all that i've accomplished. That WE accomplished. From sharing good conversation over great food and drinks, watching basketball games from the box, to museum trips with family ... Portland could have been worse.
The show was nothing short of beautiful and touching but at the time I haven't seen my friend in years .. so we had act like we didn't know how to.
One day turned into 1 1/2. In the words of Prater, I was Vegased! Spirit is only good to fly as far as Vegas from LA. One piece of advice though, don't miss that flight. $100 to rebook. I paid $79 round trip. So, don't get drunk & miss your flight. Ew.
I'm going to have to go back to Vegas under different terms. I felt dusty af the next day and unprepared for life!
Yet another story added to the book which is why we do most of the dumb things we do anyway.