Today is February 3, which means we’re three days into Black History Month. While I’ve considered or attempted doing something for BHM every year since I started this blog, I often overpromise and under deliver either because I run out of time, or don’t have the energy.
But more and more I’m realizing that there is a need for me to celebrate my Blackness not only as a person but as a dancer because our contributions to the dance world are so severely under-appreciated and under-reported. I’m also realizing that my celebration doesn’t need to take the form of graphics or flowery blog posts. Just like using my body to express my self is an act of radicalism and protest (often without me even intending for it to be), sharing my thoughts on my history, our history is all the celebration and pride I need to put forth.
So this year, that’s what I’ll do. Rather than try to plan out some elaborate campaign or posting schedule that I may or may not stick to, I’ll just use the platform I’ve created as a sounding board for my rumination, contemplation and celebration of being a Black Dancer in 2019.
I hope you enjoy it!