Vivid….producing powerful feelings or strong, clear images in the mind.
Hey it’s me again, Hannah. (famous for being all over the place a bit, but stay with me-there is a beautiful message)
When we came up with the selection of this exhibit and these 3 artist we thought originally it would make a strong and bright statement of color. Bright, deep color. That was it. Bold work. Simple we thought.
I had no idea this blog and our current show would have the profound messages that it holds for me today.
August 11th I got one of the most upsetting messages of my life. “Can you meet me at the hospital. Something terrible has happened.” When I arrived at the hospital I found my friend Moses rolling in from the OR into his surgical ICU room with IV pumps beeping, his face and body covered in blood, breathing from a ventilator, chest tubes, feeding tubes, limp and appearing lifeless. I had just met with him on Thursday and was nauseous from the fact that someone had broken into his home midday and brutally stabbed him through his cheek, cutting his tongue in half, slicing his diaphragm in half, stabbing his shoulder, his lungs, and breaking his dominant hand and his arm.
Who is God’s name would have done this to my friend? Our messenger.
Speaking of messages, in talking deeper with our Sozo artist about their artwork, you’ll discover that Ed Nash’s work is about uncovering what ‘lies beneath the surface’. There are many layers to human beings. Kurt Herrmann refers to his work as he is mentally taking millions of pictures of what is happening outside and he's trying to distill those images into absolute color. Like zooming in with a camera and plucking out pure colors and then riffing on them until they ring true. Herb Williams educated me a bit on Senesthesia, The Color Line and The Ripple Effect. His work has me thinking deeper on W.E.B. Du Bois article on The Color Line written in 1903. While I am white and hopeful that things are slowly ‘getting better’ in this world, I’ve personally seen and witnessed some harsh assumptions and discrimination about Moses that have soured my Pollyanna heart.
The bright and bold colors you experience in this show may feel full of confident sunshine and rainbows. Those colors and deeper implications are meant for Moses and all the brothers and sisters just like Moses. Hello world. I am watching you. WE are watching you. When you say uncool, unkind, unrighteous things about my friend I will speak up. Hate is learned, and it is our job as artists, or art enthusiasts, or purely human beings to relate and discuss even this show to color lines, discrimination, and equality.
I will never ever know what it’s like to live as a black man with disabilities. But I do know what is like to be a white woman that has a friend I love very much have his body physically beaten down, and his spirit crushed. Until you know a person and experience the colors of their soul, please do not ever ever make judgements nor assumptions of my friend. I challenge all of us to be the ripples of love, and speaking up for others. Even if it scares you.
If you take away one thing from this show, maybe you pause and imagine what the color of your soul is. Ask your children that same question? What colors exude from your lips, what color is the flutter that beats from the hum of your heart, what is the color of your palm when you go to shake a strangers hand? .
On day 3 after Moses’ attack, his condition declined and I wasn’t sure if Moses would live and if we’d ever hear that deep rooted laugh again. The entire Charlotte community prayed. Things shifted for him. And the colors of the heavens exploded when we went home for the day.
Those colors hold a message and a promise for everyone.
Be VIVID, people.
Create your own impactful and vivid messages throughout your world.