Category Archives: what I’m thinking about today

Among the Redwoods

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A California Conservation Corps. work-study student walks among fallen Redwood trees toward a Salmon habitat restoration project. Photo copyright Ana Elisa Fuentes

Virgen de Guadalupe

It’s days like today that I miss the voices, songs, and processions in my childhood neighborhood. There is something about the tradition of mothers and daughters winding their way through the neighborhood, to me that invokes the origins and peace of the Christmas holiday. S.IMG_3656 webIMG_1853_2aef_esperanzaPhotos copyright ana elisa fuentes

Asmat Woman

webimg123Asmat, Tribal Woman, Rainforest, Indonesia

Photo copyright Ana Elisa Fuentes

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Las Fronteras: Sueños Comadres y Manos

Scan 20 Scan 14Ephemera from the Las Fronteras: Sueños, Commadres y Manos or The Borders: Dreams, Godmothers and Hands exhibit I curated for the Santa Barbara County Arts Commission, at a young age. It was such an honor to work with this group of talented Latina Artists, depicting their lives, culture, memories and relationships with one another, hence Commadres. The glyphs beside the text are from Mayan culture, the land my father was born.

Have you received your postcard yet?

Have you received your postcard yet? Photograph of the postcard rack at the Nobel Peace Center in Oslo, Norway. Many thanks to the Nobel Peace Center in Oslo for licensing permission. photocopyright ana elisa fuentes

Legend People

greatnatureIMG_9677The Legend PeopleThe dynamic rock formations, spires or Hoodoos at Bryce Canyon National Park in Utah were recognized by the Native American Paiutes as the ‘Legend People’ who turned to stone . An ever evolving Rorschach test, facial impressions or rock sculpted figures can been seen and are designated by name throughout the park. According to the National Park Service these unique rock formations, sculpted by the forces of ice and wind erosion, were born 30 to 40 millions years ago when a lake once covered much of Western Utah.

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Hiroshima Peace Declaration

To that end, the city of Hiroshima and the more than 5,700 cities that comprise Mayors for Peace, in collaboration with the UN and like-minded NGOs, seek to abolish nuclear weapons by 2020 and throw our full weight behind the early achievement of a nuclear weapons convention.

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[The Mayor of Hiroshima, Kazumi Matsui, issued the following declaration today, August 6, 2013, the 68th anniversary of the US atomic bombing of Hiroshima.]

We greet the morning of the 68th return of “that day.” At 8:15 a.m., August 6, 1945, a single atomic bomb erased an entire family. “The baby boy was safely born. Just as the family was celebrating, the atomic bomb exploded. Showing no mercy, it took all that joy and hope along with the new life.”

A little boy managed somehow to survive but the atomic bomb took his entire family. This A-bomb orphan lived through hardship, isolation, and illness, but was never able to have a family of his own. Today, he is a lonely old hibakusha. “I have never once been glad I survived,” he says, looking back. After all these years of terrible suffering, the deep hurt remains.

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Little Boy of 1945

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American airmen dropped Little Boy on the city of Hiroshima on 6 August 1945, followed by Fat Man over Nagasaki on 9 August. Read more here

A Line in the Sand: 100 City Trayvon

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Location: Seattle, the question: “Why Are You Here Today”Trayvon Gilliam of Seattle, “I’m here to show support for Trayvon. For justice” When I asked him if he had anything else to say or if he wanted to add anything else, Trayvon replied  “Isn’t that enough.”

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(l-r) Father and son, Glenn and Jennar, of Redmond, Washington: “This is my son’s first rally. We attended President Obama’s inauguration.” Jennar: “I don’t think it’s fair, what happened to Trayvon Martin. Marissa Alexander fired a warning shot and she got jail. Her husband should have gone to jail. George Zimmerman should have gone to jail. It’s good that people came here to show they care.”

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(l-r) Son and mother Myles and Vanessa of Edmonds Washington:  Vanessa: “It’s my opportunity to come and participate. We need our justice system revamped. I think the verdict is just another statement of this. Young black men are profiled because of the color of their skin. It’s unjust. I want justice for everyone. I don’t want my son to be another statistic. I am here to represent who I am”

Myles: “Don’t visualize me as a wrong person just because of the color of my skin. Don’t profile me”

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(l-r) Two friends speaking: Ahoua of Seattle: I’m here to demand justice for Trayvon. To keep his name alive. I have two young boys of my own. Trayvon did nothing wrong. I do not want him to be forgotten”  Holding the flag is Gwen of Seattle” “I’m here because we need accountability. He is dead. This child did nothing wrong. I have granchildren. Are they next? We are all the same. We’ve all come together, sorry we here again.”

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At front, is Cheryl of Seattle: “I have black people in my family. I have black grandchildren. We talk about race all the time. All the time. They tell me whats really going on. 70 percent of black men have been, are in, or will be put in jail. My family is humiliated. Humiliated every day. They are terrified. They are frightened to leave the house. Afraid they are going to be the next to get killed. Last week my grandson was blowing kisses from the parking garage to his wife on the sidewalk below. The police stopped him and her, and asked her if that man was bothering her. My grandchildren ask me to take them downtown because they know I will protect them.”

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Cheryl of Seattle, above left.

A Line in the Sand. What’s it all about?

If you draw a line in the sand, as the saying goes, you draw distinction, sets boundaries,  throw the proverbial gauntlet. Simply say,  enough is enough.

This column aims to address the tantamount concerns facing our environment, culture, society, and ethos. There is no better way, in my humble opinion other than to record the visual and opinion of the person on the street.

Think of it as a visual cross section of Americans.

I really love people. It is the  joy of my profession is to speak, engage and converse with other people. I really do, love to listen and hear what people have to say.

My method is simple.

I ask a question. Write down the answer. Speak back what I’ve heard.

This keeps me in balance as a journalist, and gives the participant the space to add, ameliorate or subtract from the sum total of our conversation.

My twitter paper, also titled A Line in the Sand, may be found here