By Kathryn Sandford
“To describe my mother would be to write about a hurricane in its perfect power. Or the climbing, falling colors of a rainbow.” Maya Angelou
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Because I’m at ease with my disability and have grown to understand my limitations, it’s been easier for me to figure out solutions to what might be everyday obstacles to other people.
It’s hard to be a joyful Black creative on a good day; to pour your being into beautiful work amid ongoing injustices is already taxing. And during the current unprecedented and uncertain times, reclaiming and protecting that Black joy may feel particularly difficult.