A friend once said, “Black people’s first experience with a museum is their Grandmother’s living room wall.” – Alana Marie
Wow, that resonates deeply. Our grandmother’s walls were like galleries of love, history, and survival—family portraits, newspaper clippings, church fans, and artifacts that told our story long before any museum ever would. Those walls held not just art, but lineage, memory, and pride. –Kurt Juman
Positively Purging-I welcome your feedbacks in the comments and your likes and passing the real life wisdom on to others as I embark on this new venture of “positively purging“, as I know each of these pieces represents something…
Real Life of an MSW 