Dear friends, readers and all the people who accidentally landed on my blog,

I realize it’s been over two weeks since my last post.  I apologize for doing such a poor job with the upkeep.  I used to blog it on the daily.  To be honest, I’ve been doing some media detox and feeling the need to retreat within myself.  It’s difficult for me to connect with the outside world right now for a variety of reasons.  I am living in a state of transition.  All good things must come to an end, and all new things have new beginnings.

You can subscribe to my blog on the left to catch random, periodic posts or check back in September 2010.

In the mean time, here’s what’s been on my mind. Sometimes, you just don’t have the words.

Oscar Grant is shot in the back and murdered.  Cop gets off with 2-4 years prison.  It’s like Rodney King all over again.

WATCH:

READ:
Oscar Grant Verdict: Man gets slap on the wrist for murder!

LISTEN:

Download Handcuffs by Native Guns


+++ How the BP Oil spill is hurting the Vietnamese community:

READ:

Shrimpers suffer!

Vietnamese struggle lost in translation

This is a good article revisiting the detrimental impacts of Agent Orange dumped all over Vietnamese civilians during the Vietnam War, along with a 2010 update on a $300million effort to finally FINALLY start cleaning up the substance and treat victims.


Boy born without eyes.

More photos on Grim Legacy of Agent Orange

I feel inspired to do a series of orange paintings.  READ ON!!

Millions of gallons of oil have been gushing out into the Gulf Coast for a few weeks now—MILLIONS! MILLIONS!—I can’t even begin to wrap my mind around the existing and everlasting potential damage this is causing.  It’s forever changing the future of our natural ecosystems, killing/endangering rare (and soon to be rare) species of animals and putting many families at risk of losing their homes and businesses with the fishing/shrimping contamination.  Katrina was quick and devastating.  This oil spill is like a slow, painful death.  Wretched heartbreak.

One would never know from the lack of representation on the news, but there is a large Vietnamese population down south heavily involved in the fishing/shrimping industry.  (We boat people…what’d you expect??!)  Seaside bidness runs in my family—my mom’s side is from a fishing village in South Vietnam, and I got some in-laws in Louisiana!  Vietnamese people know how to fucking hustle, mang…and it’s not always funespecially not for the ones down south who have been struck by recent bad luck.  First there was the Vietnam War, then there was escaping by boat, then there was rebuilding in America, then there was rebuilding after Katrina, now they must rebuild after the oil spill—all this in one lifetime.  Meanwhile, their stories are never shared on the news, and their struggles go on ignored and unnoticed.  What’s worse is that many Vietnamese people suffering also struggle with language barriers that make it extremely difficult to gain access to the necessary resources, contacts and help.

Below are some videos by some friends and allies of mine that share the Vietnamese American experience within this global disaster.  Amidst all the BP bullshit and politics of who’s doing what to do what to do what, every moment that goes by, more oil gushes out and many people get closer and closer to going bankrupt and hungry.   While trying to stop the oil, we can’t forget that people need immediate help.  Please take a moment to expand your consciousness and open your hearts up by watching.  Spread the message:

READ MORE: Article in the New York Times: Oil Spill Threatens Livelihood of Vietnamese Community

The pursuit of happiness is easier said than done.  Going after your dreams takes an incredible amount of faith, confidence and courage.  Sometimes, all the planning and strategizing in the world isn’t enough to secure your dreams.  And that’s the catch-22—”security”.  Some people work one situation trying to get their “dream” situation in order, so that they CAN cross over.  While this may work for some, realizing dreams to the fullest IS that leap of faith.  It is being confident in your talents to trust it will serve you right.  It is having faith to believe in that which you have yet to seen.  It is acting on the courage to risk losing everything, to attain that which you’ve never had.

How do you know you are meant to fly if you never jump?

And I don’t care how good you are, nobody makes it to the top solely on their own.  Whether it’s with the guidance of mentors, money from trust funds, support from community or love from family, we reach our highest selves when we believe in ourselves and when others believe in us too…and in this case, believing is voting!

Help my girl, Ruby Veridiano, achieve her dreams of becoming Alicia Key’s head blogger for I Am A SuperWoman—where she will continue to inspire and uplift women worldwide.  Ruby is a writer, speaker, educator, media personality and my twin soul.

Ruby & I soaking up sunshine above the Hudson River:

For more photos from our adventure, click here.

Just like voting for your next president, you gota make an educated vote!  Don’t just vote for the gorgeous dame because I told you to.  That’s almost some dictator Hitler status.  Voting is simple.  Read Ruby’s blogs here, vote and comment! Take a peek at the other contestants and you tell me who you would want to be Alicia Key’s next head blogger to represent women’s issues and empower young (and old) beauties everywhere.  The male sci-fi writer, the gossip blogger or Ruby?  Hmmmm…ain’t life full of tough ones!!

This weekend is Mother’s Day and also my mom’s birthday!!   I’m knocking out one gift for both days with a painting.

Show all the mamas in your life some love and gratitude.  Thank your mom for giving you life, and also thank all the moms you know for being moms in this world.  Where would the world be without MOMS?!?!  There would be NO world, that’s what!  Which means there would be no world without women.  Cot damn, we women rule. (Well, I guess there would be no world without men too, and everyone in between…but chukno…)

Here’s a Song for Mama:

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One of my favorite verses about women, from Tupac’s Keep Ya Head Up:

You know it makes me unhappy (what’s that)
When brothas make babies, and leave a young mother to be a pappy
And since we all came from a woman
Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman
I wonder why we take from our women
Why we rape our women, do we hate our women?
I think it’s time to kill for our women
Time to heal our women, be real to our women
And if we don’t we’ll have a race of babies
That will hate the ladies, that make the babies
And since a man can’t make one
He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one
So will the real men get up
I know you’re fed up ladies, but keep your head up

The question is simple: Do we perceive mostly white folks’ anger over whatever topic/issue differently than we would if it were people of color?

Don’t get confused like Jenny Beth Martin in the interview. We’re not talking about WHAT the issue is or WHO the issue affects.  We’re talking about PERCEPTION.  People keep talking about a “color blind society” and insisting that we live in a post-racial era.  People argue, “I’m not a racist!” and then go on to do/say racistly-inclined things.  We must expand our consciousness of racism in order to understand how racism functions in American society—meaning, racism isn’t just about intention.  Racism draws upon perception. The difference between intention and perception is self-awareness.  When you call somebody the N word or a chink, you are intending to offend.  When you see a group of black men from the inside of your parked car and reach for the car lock, you act on perception.  Racist ideas and images of people are perpetuated every day through the media, thus we internalize the racism without knowing (“intending”) and this ultimately influences our perceptions.  This is how people become conditioned to carry out dominant ideologies.  So how do we challenge the racism perpetuated from external sources and confront our own internal perceptions?  Question the messages you consume and be fully aware of your self and the judgments you put out into the world. How do you distinguish between human nature and human conditioning?

To all my Californians and beyond, apply for the Summer Activist Training program taking place in the Los Angeles area on July 8-11, 2010.  Deadline application is Friday, May 21!

Summer Activist Training is a dooope dope weekend intensive program that develops strong leaders for the community.  They equip participants with the critical knowledge, skills and resources for community organizing and direct action campaigns to create real social change.  When I was in LA, I was a program participant in 2007, and then a co-coordinator in 2008; I DEFINITELY recommend the program.  You go through a weekend of workshops, connect with forward-thinking individuals and go deep into the community connecting with multi-ethnic, multi-cultural organizations working on issues from immigration, environmental justice and more.  Spaces like SAT are so critical to the continuous growth and development of our communities by building new leadership.  We gota keep spreading the seeds!! And let’s be real, ever since Obama came up, now everybody wants to be a community organizer.  Being down with the movement has never been cooler.

Sponsoring organizations include:
- Chinese Progressive Association – SGV
- Koreatown Immigrant Workers Alliance
- Nikkei for Civil Rights and Redress
- Pilipino Workers Center
- South Asian Network
- Southeast Asian Community Alliance
- Thai Community Development Center

Letter from the Committee:

The annual Summer Activist Training program (SAT) seeks your help to identify and recruit candidates for this year’s training.  SAT was founded in 1993 to provide young Asian Pacific Islander Americans an opportunity to learn valuable skills in community organizing and direct action campaigns. This program brings together like-minded APIAs to help create a community of young activists and organizers, many of whom go onto work in various community-based organizations and unions.  This year’s training will take place July 8-11, 2010. If you know of young Asian Pacific Islanders with an interest in community organizing and social justice, who plan to be in the LA area or can make a trip of it, please encourage them to apply!

Summer Activist Training (sat) has been working with young leaders for years to build solidarity and equip them with information and the know-how to further their work toward positive social change and justice. The sponsoring organizations seek to build a network of young organizers and activists in the greater Asian and Pacific Islander community with skills in outreach, organizing, and direct-action campaigns.

Now in its 17th year, SAT provides an introduction to a wide range of experience in mobilizing people, coalition-building, raising public awareness, and addressing issues impacting oppressed and disempowered communities. sat and graduates of the program continue to make a mark on the APIA community; many alumni have gone on to work in various community-based organizations and unions. We hope you will help us recruit the next generation of APIA movement leaders.

To find out more and the online application, click here.

On April 30, 1975, the world changed forever.

I hate it when people say things like “Blacklisted” or “the black sheep”…it’s so covertly racist.

But the “Fall of Saigon” a.k.a. “Liberation of Saigon” (choose a side) on April 30, 1975 has become known as “Black April”. 35 years later, like the beautiful phoenix, my community rises from the ash.

I won’t be able to post a longer, better blog entry until later in the day.  In the mean time, I wanted to throw this quick post up to remember the legacy of my family and…… ma peoples!!!

Peep this old photo.  My parents escaped on a boat like this.  We know how to rock the MFN boat!! It’s in my blood.

arizona is bologna

don’t matter what you look like
show me your papers.

don’t look like that you matter
show me your papers.

you look madder than the hatter
show me your papers.

sombrero on the skyline
show me your papers.

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Get educated: Arizona passes  insanely racist new law SB1070

I’ve been so busy prepping for my trip to LA tomorrow that I haven’t been able to write the blog essays I wanted to on the workshop topics I’ll be facilitating this week at Cal Poly Pomona and Pomona College.  The first workshop critically analyzes how stereotypes are USED as a tool of oppression, with a focus on the Model Minority Myth.  The Model Minority Myth was created in an effort to pit Black and Asian communities against each other during civil uprisings of the 1960s.  The second workshop breaks down the intersectionalites of all the ISM’s within systems of power, with a focus on the women of color experience.  I’ll try to get on these essays when I get back!!  It’s going to be a busy busy few days in LA.  And when I say busy, I mean BANANAS!  Between business and pleasure, I’ll try my best to keep y’all posted on the blog as well as my 30 Poems, 30 Days commitment.  Don’t be surprised if you see a string of haikus!

In the mean time, I wanted to leave you with this great essay by one of the founders of CAPSA (Critical API Students for Action, progressive organization I was involved with for 4 years at UCLA).  It reflects on the surge of racial tension on higher ed campuses in California.

Asian Americans: Who’s Side Are You On?

by John Delloro Originally posted on Asian American Action Fund

Asian American and Pacific Islander (AAPI) response to the racial incident at UCSD may foreshadow the fate of race and racism in this nation.

At UCSD, a fraternity mocking Black History month by holding a “Compton Cook-Out” with an invitation steeped in racial stereotypes, the subsequent noose in the library, and the recent KKK hood placed on the head of a statue outside the library has foregrounded the larger issue of declining numbers of black students on the campus (1.6% of the student population). As public outrage grew, some counter the demands of the UCSD Black Student Union with fears of “unqualified” students taking seats from “deserving” students and the specter of the notorious Asian quotas of the nineties, when AAPIs were denied entry because their numbers were considered too high, is resurrected. However, like the frog who has lived his entire life on the bottom of the well and assumes the whole world is the size of the opening above him, they have defined the issue too narrowly and the bigger picture is missing.

The original cry of 1960s was for open admissions and self-determination, not just diversity and achieving a certain number of colored faces. Affirmative action in education was supposed to be about transforming education from a vehicle which mainstreams us into society into a tool for social change and bettering the world. Affirmative action was also about ethnic studies and relevant classes, financial aid, retention programs, and bridging the campus and community divide. To deny a community access to education was to deny them a chance to improve their communities and that education was a right and a necessity for the functioning of a democracy, not the exclusive realm for the few. It was really a case of fighting for a bigger pie, not scrambling over each other for bread crumbs.

Now, racism in the 21st Century is different. Currently, this is the millennium of the Model Minority. In the 1990s, Mari Matsuda described how political opportunists would pit AAPIs against other communities of color as the “good” hard-working minorities. With the election of Barack Obama as US president and the advent of the first Latina on the US Supreme Court in a period where affirmative action has been dismantled on a number of campuses, black and Latina/o students on a university campus now join the ranks of the new model minority despite their small numbers. As for AAPIs, we are still the model minority but have become the tipping point in turning a campus like UCLA for the first time in history to be majority people of color. AAPIs now have to make a decision.

AAPIs must choose to either embrace their history or reject their past. They must decide whether to remember that we as community have rode on the shoulders of African slaves and their descendants across oceans and onto the campus. It was the success of the Civil Rights Movement that forced a nation to re-examine itself and remove the last vestiges of racism in immigration law and pass the 1965 Immigration Act which opened the gates for AAPI immigration. It was the efforts of the Civil Rights Movement and Black Power Movement that forced the doors to education to part for all communities of color to step through which first began with their efforts to fight segregation in schools across the nation. Let us not forget that when Yuji Ichioka coined the term “Asian American” in the 1960s to supplant “Oriental,” it was to signify an alliance with a global Third World movement of all races, not to segregate ourselves—“All Power to the People!”

Mari Matsuda once said that the hymn of the “model minority” was not “We Shall Overcome” but “We Will Not Be Used.” With the Census Bureau projecting that whites will no longer be the numerical majority by 2042 (white children become the minority by 2023), these words become more salient. What happens in majority people of color campuses like UCLA may forecast the promises and challenges of a multiracial nation. The model minority may show us the future of race and racism in this country.

A black minister once told me that his generation, the Civil Rights Generation, was also known as the “Moses” generation and how tragic a blow it was when the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, soon after his mountaintop speech, was killed in 1968. He also said that the generation forty years after them is the Joshua Generation and added that it was not Moses who brought the people into the Promised Land but Joshua. In 2008, after 40 years wandering in the desert, this new generation had enough and elected the first black man to the US presidency. In fact, in places like South Carolina, white and black voters over 30 years of age largely voted along racial lines but the younger generation voted across race for Barack Obama in the Democratic primaries.

A younger generation of AAPIs must now decide our future again. Will AAPIs continue to be a minority fighting for their own selfish interests or will they join the Multiracial Majority who wants self-determination for all people?

Will it be bread crumbs or a bigger pie?

It’s true, I’m gearing up for my trip back to the City of Angels this week and I
CAN’T
BE
MORE
AMPED!!

It will be my first time back since I graduated and moved all my accumulated junk of 4 years back to the Bean!!  I love being back on the East Coast, and can’t see myself living in LA ever again.  But damn, I didn’t realize I would miss Cali this much.

Aside from partying all day and all night, I WILL be out there handling some bidness.  Peep game:


1) Solo Exhibition at the Kerckhoff Gallery of UC Los Angeles

Flyer design by Michelle Chu

Yezzir, it’s my Alma Mater!! The UCLA Cultural Affairs Commission has purchased a collection of my printed works.  This is the first permanent collection purchased by the commission and my first collection of art sold to an institution.  So now it’s like my artwork has a permanent home in the 310 area code.  I am heeeella honored to be a part of this historical unveiling.  Check it out if you’re in the area.

Based on the UCLA campus, Cultural Affairs Commission organizes some of the biggest events in the Los Angeles county. Click below to get up to date:


2) SPEAK UP! Event at Cal Poly Pomona




Flyers designed by Trinkel de la Paz of GAS Creative.

I am sooooo excited to be part of this event.  Just look at how flyyy the flyers are!! Speak Up! is a series of events to raise awareness on Asian American issues and empower members of all communities to unite in solidarity, speak up against injustices and actively organize to challenge oppressive systems.

It’s rare to see strong, bold, empowering images of Asian Americans in the media.  That’s why I love these flyers. It’s redefining the mainstream construct and fiercely assertive.  There isn’t necessarily a lack of leadership—just a lack of visibility.  I’m honored to be connecting with some amazing leaders, activists and organizers this week at the event.

I’ll be at Speak Up! doing a workshop on the Model Minority Myth. If you’ve been keeping up with some West Coast higher ed politics, there’s been a surge of racial tension between communities of color on different campuses.  It’s important to remember that the Model Minority Myth was created back in the 1960’s as a tool of oppression to manipulate and divide communities of color; I’ll be revisiting the theory of the Model Minority Myth and connect it with current racial conflicts so that we can rise above the bullshit and progress forward.

+ + For more information on the event and what I’ll be doing there, click here.

+ + To watch a dope promo video for the event, click here.


3) Workshop with Rare Diamonds at Pomona College

I’ll be doing a workshop with a women of color collective, Rare Diamonds.  The workshop will focus on the various ISM’s (sexism, racism, classism, etc.) and understanding the intersectionality of these existences as women of color in American society.  More details and flyer to come!

I’ll keep y’all posted over the next few days as I gear up to leave Wednesday.  Enjoy the weather.  Thank you for reading.

If you like free stuff, say HEEEEEEY!

First up, we got POETRY FOR THE PEOPLE!!   Dandiggity—part human, part astronaut, part poet, part convenient store owner, part shoe maker for PLSTK, part clothing designer for CUKUI, part blogger for Blind I For The Kids, 100% HOMIE from the Bay Area, recently released his chapbook now FREE to the public.  If you liked my free chapbook I released back in January (download on the sidebar to the right), you’re going to LOVE Dandiggitys recently released chapbook now FREE to the public.  If you didn’t like my chapbook, you’ll still LOVE Dandiggity’s chapbook.  If you didn’t download my chapbook at all, then you should definitely download Dandiggity’s chapbook!

Do people still read anymore? Remember what good writing felt like?  This is the love & truth of a warrior wordsmith.

Quietstorms by Dandiggity | CLICK to DOWNLOAD!



Second order of business, sweetheart DJ GI Joe has been sentenced to 6 months in Federal prison.

Would you believe me if I told you he is completely innocent? And I mean COMPLETELY.
Would you believe me if I told you he was a victim of racial profiling to salvage governmental egos?
Would you believe me if I told you the system is straight CORRUPT????

Download his free mixtape, “I’m Going In” HERE.

We are collecting money for Jojo so he can buy some $6 deodorant and jankass sneakers to work out in in jail. Did you forget that federal prisons are a BILLION DOLLAR BUSINESS??? Jojo wasn’t allowed to bring anything in with him, and can only purchase such items from the prison.  If you can, please DONATE HERE.

Spread the love.  Free goodies all around the world. Thank you internet.

Lately more than ever I’ve been embracing the Buddhist concept of impermanence.  Simply put, it is the idea that nothing is forever.  Better perceived, it is the fact that we are always growing and changing—for better or for worse.  Part of growing and changing for me is realizing that it is okay to let go of things from the past—old “friends”, an old haircut, old clothes and most importantly, old ideas I used to hold firmly to.  Buddhism stresses that happiness comes from detachment—from material things to abstract ideas.  My growth becomes stifled when I say things like, “But that’s not me.  I would never do that. I can’t.”  That’s so unfair to the present me because I’m getting stuck on the yester-me.  Lately I feel like I’ve been going through a mid-20s growth spurt because a lot of yester-me ideas are being challenged and new revelations are being made. I’m learning something new about life and human nature everyday and I love it.

Some Buddhist philosophy on impermanence:

“Take for example the life of an individual. It is a fallacy to believe that a person would remain the same person during his entire life time. He changes every moment. He actually lives and dies but for a moment, or lives and dies moment by moment, as each moment leads to the next. A person is what he is in the context of the time in which he exists. It is an illusion to believe that the person you have seen just now is the same as the person you are just now seeing or the person whom you are seeing now will be the same as the person you will see after a few moments.

Even from a scientific point of view this is true. We know cell divisions take place in each living being continuously. Old cells in our bodies die and yield place continuously to the new ones that are forming. Like the waves in a sea, every moment, many thoughts arise and die in each individual . Psychologically and physically he is never the same all the time. Technically speaking, no individual is ever composed of the same amount of energy. Mental stuff and cellular material all the time. He is subject to change and the change is a continuous movement.

The various stages in the life of a man, the childhood, the adulthood, the old age are not the same at any given time. The child is not the same when he grows up and becomes a young man, nor when the latter turns into an old man. The seed is not the tree, though it produces the tree, and the fruit is also not the tree, though it is produced by the tree.”

Nothing is forever and that’s okay.  Change is on the horizon and I’m excited about every brand new day.  Thank you for reading.

I love you Mr. President and Mr. Vice President!

Nobody likes filling out boring paperwork, but the 2010 Census is here and I’m a huge advocate for everybody getting it in!! (No pun intended…or do I???) Anyways, the way it works is simple—if you don’t get counted, then you don’t exist. If you don’t exist, it’s hard for the government to pay attention to the needs of your respective community. Demographics collected through the Census are used to help determine funding allocations for services, programs, etc. For example, if there are 15 million Asian Americans in the United States, but only 2 million fill out their Census papers, then the government is going to say, “There’s only 2 million of them? Let’s give more money to __fill in the blank with bigger Census respondents__.” Yadidameeeaaan?? The thing takes less than 10 minutes! Spend 10 minutes to make the next 10 years count! (No pun intended, haaaaa!)

The 2010 Census came up with these AWESOME “Action Posters” for different ethnic communities to encourage people to fill out the census. The best ones reflect PEOPLE of a particular community to “Take action!” I’m scrolling through the website and the African American poster looks great, the Alaskan Native one looks great, even the Arabic poster looks hot!

Then I keep scrolling and I’m met with raw confusion. So confused, this shit had me rolling. Peep:

Bengali—a TEA BAG?!

Haitian—where are all the HAITIAN people at??? Hmmm…

Hindi—another TEA BAG?! They recycled the Bengali poster here…

Hmong—Eggrolls?!?! Damn, son. They couldn’t at least show a picture of Hmong people eating or making eggrolls?

Khmer—Tea time baby.

Korean—Tea time baby. I liked how they chose a different tea set.

Laotian—Doing what they do best…serve food?

Puerto Rico—Are these REAL Puerto Rican hands? (Also, is it just me or does that boxing glove look like a lobster claw?)

Thai—I don’t care what any of y’all say…TOM YUM SOUP is da best!!

Urdu—You look kind of familiar…

Vietnamese—Oh, my peoples! I like the decorations on the tea pot.

I won’t lie…I don’t know what an Urdu person looks like, but that tea pot portrait ain’t helping!! So the lesson here is simple: If you don’t want to be represented as an EGGROLL or TEAPOT in 2020, FILL OUT THE CENSUS!

Check out all the 2010 Census posters here.

Big ups to my homies at APAForProgress.org for putting me on.

***Added 4/4/10 …I was just informed that Urdu is the official language of Pakistan.  Urdu is not a nationality.  Thank you M. Wong for correcting me!

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I try to stay connected with what’s going on in the world so that my opinions, ideas and work can evolve while remaining relevant.  CNN.com is a pretty comprehensive overview of global politics in a nutshell.  But sometimes, I’m appalled by some of the dumb bullshit that gets blasted.  No surprise—headlines are a reflection of corporate conglomerate interests. Check out today’s “BREAKING NEWS”:

Why?
Why?
Why?
A featured story, maybe.  But BREAKING NEWS?! WORD?!
With every tab I clicked, Tiger Wood’s Breaking News Headline remained highlighted at the top.

How many more people in Haiti died this weekend?
How many men and women got raped in the U.S. army this weekend?
How many people died from car bombs in Iraq this weekend?
How many more minds are corrupted with Texas’ new conservative curriculum?

How much MONEY will sports enthusiasts, corporate sponsors, golf competitors, television stations and other golf-related-people-I-don’t-know-about make from Tiger playing in the masters?

C.R.EEEEEE.A.M.!

Artist’s Claim: Everything you see below is subject to change at any point without notice!! :)

This is the NEAR final sketch for the Oberlin Project.  It mostly shows major elements and composition.  Planning is necessary, but I also like to leave room for some freestyling and freewilding.   New inspiration comes in the moment of painting—with the right jams and the right light and the right vibe, things can appear and come together in a new way.  One major element I know I left out here is the text—Angel island poems and the conference title.

Given so much creative freedom within such a broad theme, “Asian American activism”, I didn’t know where to start.  This shit was tough.   I wanted it to be clear enough without being cliche.  I wanted it to be unique/original without being too tongue-in-cheek.  I wanted it to be personal but still relatable to others.  I had 3×5 ft (not much) to convey an incredible message.  Picking and choosing which elements to bring together made me feel like Kat Von D in that episode of LA Ink where she had to choose 4 out of 17 staff members to paint on the mural:

I can write an essay about the significance of each element alone (future blog series? Maybe).  But I want to leave room for the viewer to interpret and find personal meaning in the piece as well.  There’s no fun in breaking everything down at once.

In brief, here are some of the reasons why I incorporated each element:

Lotus flowers: Common symbol throughout East Asian and Southeast Asian cultures (Buddhism).  Lotus flowers simultaneously live in all four elements at once (grow in the mud, rise in the water, breathe in the air, blooms in the sun). They also represent beauty through struggle—similar to the Tupac’s analogy of “The Rose That Grew From Concrete”.

Waves: One of the most powerful and destructive natural elements.  Also represents immigration, diaspora and refugee movements (the wind that set our roots in America).  Also to go along with common concepts of “swimming against the current” to highlight the spirit of resistance in activism.

Freedom fighter: The Vietnam War era influenced all social movements in America.  Activists and revolutionaries such as the Black Panther Party openly expressed their solidarity with Third World fighters.   Also drawing on the principles of self-determination, defiance, guerilla tactics and courage.

Tiger: This tiger is taken from propaganda art during the eviction of I-Hotel residents—marking one of the greatest injustices by corporate America and greatest protests within Asian American history.  It also draws parallel characteristics to the Panter’s logo; both represent power and fierceness.  If you want to go deeper, we can talk about blending in, assimilation, standing out and all that good stuff within racialized America.

Old woman holding the paper: I like this image because it made me so happy to see an older Asian woman fight for her right.  I’m replacing the original text (Chinese characters) with something else.

Man with the pumping fist: I chose the image of this guy because I liked the passion in his face.  It’s different from the predictable militant, mean-muggin’, pumping fist prototype.  Not that there is anything wrong with that.  I just wanted to show another angle.

Yuri Kochiyama: Of course, right? I thought about Ronald Takaki and Richard Aoki. I didn’t want all three of them up there because that felt too predictable for me.  Plus, as I said in an earlier post, I wanted to avoid too much messiah messaging and more recognizing the unrecognized.

Angel Island poems: Not in the sketch yet—but the poems represent the voices of early pioneers in the Asian American community.

So there you have it.  Weeks of brainstorming have brought me down to those main elements.  I got all my supplies today so will be starting on the painting tomorrow.  I would also like to mention that I gave up caffeine!! Eleven days strong!! YEA!! Thanks for reading. Stay posted.

I just stumbled on this DOPE DOPE website: Asian American Movement 1968.

It’s the MOST comprehensive archive of the history of the Asian American Movement I’ve personally seen—all in one place (on the web).  From the Vietnam War to the San Francisco Strikes to MLK’s assassination to the Black Panther Party to the Third Word Liberation Front to the i-Hotel to the upheaval of an entire nation—this site tells the people’s history from the people’s voice.  DAMN, I could’ve skipped college for this.  I don’t think you understand how special this is to me.  I feel like I just landed on a gold mine of knowledge.  And it’s not like I haven’t already dedicated my high school and college years to learning everything I could about the pedagogy-of-the-oppressed-five-percenter-consciousness-to-dismantle-the-system-and-shift-the-paradigm-to-elevate-people-from-the-grassroots-and-beyond stuff (there is still SO MUCH to learn.  Consciousness is ever expanding for the perpetual student). Shout out to my UCLA Bruins, WHAT!

Upon exploring the site I was infused with nerdy college nostalgia and an immense HOPE for the future.  Yes, history gives hope for the future.  Mostly because this information is NOW readily available for the WHOLE world at the click of a button (HOT DAMN, the internet is crazy…in the best and worst ways.  I’m trying to keep up).  And yes, the internet is dope in this way because it allows for the creation of alternative media to challenge the master narrative; in this case, it is highlighting and recognizing the social, cultural and political contributions of Asian Americans in this nation.  This information is now available for all the young Asian kids trying to better understand their identity and history as an Asian American trapped between stereotypes of the perpetual foreigner and the passive slap monkey.  It’s available for all the Asian Americans who want to ditch their ethnic identity and claim “whiteness” through a “post-racial” assimilation. It’s available for anyone and everyone who want to better understand the history of America.  It’s available for anyone and everyone who want to better understand themselves.

NO BULLSHIT.  GET FAMILIAR.

Oh yea, this site is definitely giving me inspiration for the Oberlin Project!!

Me and B rapping about the results–unedited.  If people didn’t fully understand the magnitude of this election–it was the most important election of THE WORLD!  What came out of little ‘ole Massachusetts tonight will now go on to affect national and global politics.  We have a black president, but people forget that the president DOES NOT have the POWER to pass bills. Anyways,  I was watching the post-election news on T.V. while typing so watch out for typos.  I started the chat over text message when I asked, “Do you think Brown is setting himself up for President 2012? And the convo goes on… (disregard the time, it’s still set on west coast)





In honor of MLK, Jr. Day—His monumental speech in full:

I can’t believe this historical clip actually lives on YouTube.  In my search, I was expecting to find a bunch of slideshows with wack MC’s dubbing the video with a voice over.  As a pseudo-technophobe, moments like this make me utterly impressed and appreciative of our world’s rapid technological advancements–with the video camera back in the day and YouTube today, I feel like I can almost transport myself to that moment in time. WHOA.

Dreams

Last night my girl Biba (educator, social justice activist, all-around fly mama & my new road dawg) hosted another one of her dope ass pot lucks (fundraiser for Haiti–over 400 bones!).  This was my first time and I’m glad I went ’cause shit was poppin’ (I know, whoda thought a potluck could get so hot…not I).  Biba got some dope ass friends though.  The house felt like a mecca of beautiful people from all different cultural backgrounds; they were educators, artists, activists, poets, grad students, consultants and everything else in the similar vein of social justice.  It felt like the perfect jump off to MLK, Jr. Day.  Talking to everybody about their work and passion got me feeling hella refreshed and alive in the most positive way.  Thanks B.

We were discussing some top secret shit I can't really talk about here...over a game of Spades ;^)

This brings me to my main point about dreams, and in reflection with MLK, Jr.’s dreams.  A lot of people have dreams just to enlighten themselves (have fun–we’re all going to die one day).  Many people have dreams to better the lives of others and the world around them.  Whether it was the Mecca Crew last night raising money for Haiti or the individuals who strive to inspire lives around them, everybody is working towards making a positive impact.  In the line of social justice (a lot of things can be considered social justice), part of our consciousness is understanding that we may not live to  see the full extent of our dreams realized.  And that’s okay.  As long as we breathe, speak and practice our dreams into existence, others around us will continue to carry on its mission—just as in MLK, Jr.’s case and his assassination.  The world he described in his speech decades ago looks very much like the world we live in today.  And although he can’t be on this earth to see it, and although we still have much change to push for, our reality today all started with a dream.

So whatever your dream is, stop hiding it in your imagination and bring it into existence. Talk about it, write about it, practice it and let it take flight in shaping our world.