Africa has always held mystery with me and others I know.
My wonder first evolved from living among African descendants growing up in the South and knowing most of my Black friends had to overcome much to enjoy the freedoms given to me.
I shudder to understand my own family past, which was not different from being cruel to fellow members of the human race. No level of understanding or contriteness on the part of me or my family will make up for sinful acts of racism generations past.
I was honored to use my talent to create the first traveling exhibit on Race: We are more alike than different. Lately, the political discourse on race seems so ignorant, when you know that there is only one race, the human race.
So I am Africa to learn and gather in places where our everyone's past leads in some way. I love the proverb about enemies within. I feel that we have a lot of demons which have taken our souls and dehumanized them. And, toward what end?
To arrive in South Africa is to land in a modern world with all of the up-to-date technologies buzzing along the paths of a nature we all hope to witness, see, smell, touch and find up-close and personal.
Some want to photograph a fleeting relic of our times and others still want to kill for the sport of it, never imagining the moment that a cycle of life may be broken.
My Africa adventure is a journey forward and back, personal and reverent to a new way of living. The people I meet are not a footnote but an awaking to so many things that have made the human race what it is today and an example that we can all live in peace.