tree moss

Tens of thousands of enslaved Africans traveled through the darkest of nights in search of freedom and liberation for themselves, their people and the future. When it became too cloudy to view the North Star, they would often feel for the moss that grew on the north side of trees. In honor of them, I acknowledge that all of my work is collaboration. With them and with others. My thoughts are formed by the work of more people than I will ever know. My actions are guided by the moss that they've left on the north side of the trees.




PITTSBURGH