• Dreaming South
  • Artist Statement
  • THE INBETWEEN SPACES
  • MEDIA ARCHIVE
  • MEMORY MATTER(S)
  • Collaborative Explorations
  • Performance Index
  • Smithsonian Research Fellowship
  • Heritage Settlement Retreat
  • Southern Android Heritage House
  • Dreaming South
  • Artist Statement
  • THE INBETWEEN SPACES
  • MEDIA ARCHIVE
  • MEMORY MATTER(S)
  • Collaborative Explorations
  • Performance Index
  • Smithsonian Research Fellowship
  • Heritage Settlement Retreat
  • Southern Android Heritage House
  My Site
In Search of Jack.

Not long ago
In a place not far away ( Crockett Texas )
I went searching.
Looked
Sought.

Wondered. Wandered to find stories, traces relics, clues leading to the disappearance of a relative near yet far from me.

My great great Grand father Jack Givens, who shortly after witnessing the birth of his son Solomon in 1903. Went missing. Drifted. Vanished. And no one knows how. And no one knows why and n one knows where. he went. And so I packed a bag and motioned to the place where my peoples peoples once lived and rummaged. Peered.  Crept and explored those once lived stories, those once lived spaces, in search for clues of what may have happened. And what I saw. And what I heard. And what I found was something other. Something different that intention. Beyond the flesh. I came in touch with spirit.

Spirit of creation colour and light.

Spirit of complexity. Spirit of feeling sensation and intuition. I found my familiar

What began as a simple summer excursion, turned, motioned, transformed. Manifested  into a great shift in consciousness. A confrontation of self. Who was I truly looking for? A relative ,one gone from me over a century ago? Throughout this page you will find images of some of the material matter collected and gathered from the exploration. 

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I excite when I hear read watch once lived story poems of emancipation's Jubilation--cotton picking plucked in burlap sacs full of weevils wobbling 'bout the treacherous bulb-- drifted on the shores of the Atlantic in the bosom of Osun where cakes were offerings of meal tilled and readied by han-- the stars and mathematics--rituals and villages filled with shoes made for walking the nomadic tribes --the drifters the seeds--  it all reminds me of my reason, gives possibility on as to how life was simplicity tightly wove sewn crocheted into complexity, cause those living then considered what life living would be fore me in the now."

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