Riding the train from Rockaway to Harlem everyday to get to Music & Art High School took 2 to 2.5 hours a day, each way. The move to LaGuardia shaved 30 to 40 minutes off my commute of love. Let’s not get into track and field and volleyball matches, where we were sent uptown, the South Bronx and Washington Heights, for our after-school games. Sometime I would get home at 10pm or later and have to be up by 5am to get to school on time. I was not alone, there were several of us from the Rockaways all dedicated to art and music. Good times… Now the subways are safer than ever. What does your commute look like?
“Slab City is an unregulated squatter settlement in the dusty Sonoran Desert, located about 140 miles east of San Diego. In a former life, it was a Marine training base, but over the past 60 years, it’s become a community for hippies, rebels and misfits of all kinds. Living in campsites made from old trailers and campers, the 150 or so residents live free of the responsibilities and burdens of contemporary life. No bills, no jobs, no tweets, no likes, no electricity, no water, no taxes and no rules. That’s why the off-the-grid commune has been dubbed the “last free place in America.”
In 2004, Colorado-based photographer Teri Havens stumbled across an article by Charlie LeDuff, describing the desert playground and its unusual inhabitants. Havens quickly knew she had to go there for herself. “When I arrived, I immediately felt at home,” the artist wrote in an email to The Huffington Post. ‘It was open and friendly — not at all what I had expected. And the landscape was inspiring. The raw beauty of the open desert made me feel like anything was possible.'”
“In 2015, the cross-pollination of races occurs freely and globally. Yet it is easy to overlook the complex process of identification that a mixed-race person must confront. For in each race’s DNA is a history, culture and psychology that are all too-often defined in isolation.
In his most recent series, Frantz Fanon, which tracks the life of the iconic 20th Century thinker, Bruno Boudjelal has continued his career tradition of using photography to untangle the rich web of his own mixed identity.”