All My Blog Posts

In part, this is the story of a black man from the South, who moved to NY, earned 3 doctorates and then moved to middle America. He is an unsung hero and genius that needs his story told to the world. I wrote this in 2017 on Martin Luther King Jr’s Memorial Holiday (several years before the beginning of the "Black Lives Matter" movement of the 2020.)

4040 Farmouth Drive, Los Feliz & its architect & builder, my grandfather, Harry Hammond Keith, an extraordinary person, who otherwise few people may never know. 

A journal entry written in 1996 while creating a piece of art during the time I was also going through a divorce.  It began with an assignment given through a summer Discipline-Based Art Education (DBAE) course through the Getty Art Institute in Los Angeles. It reflects my feelings towards art (in 1996) and shows how the art-making process can delve deep into one’s psyche to express the true emotions one might otherwise not have the courage or words to communicate.

My thoughts on the debate on whether to replace the name of my alma mater, John Marshall High School, in Los Angeles, CA

The Songs, “Feelin’ Groovy,” “Peace Train,”“Bridge Over Troubled Waters,” and "Jesus Christ Superstar" are the songs that sum up these years for me.  I was lucky enough to have been raised during the years when Woodstock rocked and thrummed through our culture and the spirit of flower power wove itself like daisy garlands through the era.

For good or bad, while I never wanted to be on the stage, I always wanted to be noticed.  My one and only day in “lights” came at age 6, when I received televised recognition. This is the tale of of an Easter Egg Rolling Contest as a child and lessons learned.

The importance of personal stories in the understanding of the world as powerful tools for connection.