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Karim Sulayman – I trust you from Meredith Kaufman Younger on Vimeo.

Resurrecting LOve: Dispatches from the Front: Love isn’t only a cemetery or a documentary film I’ve almost finished or a book I published or my feelings for my children. Can I love Donald Trump? Love means I have to fill … Continue reading →

The experience of cleaning the graves at Love Cemetery is a profound one. Maintaining this 175-year old African American cemetery with the local community is a deep meditation on life, death, and the soul of American identity. I will never … Continue reading →

 TONIGHT – Ghosts of Amistad film screening. 6pm, New Haven Museum  Please join us TONIGHT at 6pm at the New Haven Museum (114 Whitney Avenue) for a screening of Ghosts of Amistadand a discussion with Marcus Rediker. 114 Whitney Avenue, New … Continue reading →

In the blog BitterSweet: Linked Through Slavery, we primarily focus on linked relationships between black and white people connected through US slavery—those descended from enslaved people or slaveholders who are linked by virtue of time, place or genetics.  Finding a…

“No history is mute.  No matter how much they own it, break it, and lie about it, human history refuses to shut its mouth.  Despite deafness and ignorance, the time that was continues to tick inside the time that is.” … Continue reading →

I don’t know how to articulate what I see in these “warning stones” from the Fukashima disaster three years ago, these messages from the Ancestors.  Nonetheless, I kept this photo and others knowing that I wanted to come back to … Continue reading →

10-22-14   I was struck by a handful of news stories that appeared about “ancient warning stones” just after the tsunami struck Fukashima in the spring of 2011.  MIYAKO, Japan — Modern seawalls failed to protect coastal towns from Japan’s … Continue reading →

Let me introduce Chari Smith here, the newest light in the stellar team gathering to help me complete our documentary film, Resurrecting Love.       I met Chari at a friend’s home in Portland where we were both house … Continue reading →