my son is an adult

may 16, 2013: i talk about the struggle for justice pretty much non-stop at home. politics is what drives my work, even my artwork. my kids don’t participate a whole lot but i keep hoping that they’re listening. yesterday was my son’s 18th birthday. crucial moment in our lives. after all the food and celebrations, he shared his english homework with me. he was supposed to write a poem about racism but he decided he’d rather rap about it. he wrote this searing critique of capitalism and what it’s like to be black/brown/muslim in america. he didn’t mince his words. hard-edged, keenly felt, real. a saturation of words and emotions that he hadn’t expressed before. it blew my mind. i am the mother of a thinking adult. wow.

missi’s visit

march 24, 2013: spent the weekend with my buddy missi, who was visiting from toronto. eastman museum, village gate, dark horse coffee, little theatre and spot coffee. the weather was sub-optimal but we still had a lot of fun.

missi's visit
missi’s visit

happy 2013!

happy new year from trafalgar square to all my family, friends and compadres! may 2013 be a good year for true beauty and justice in the whole world and may it be a peaceful and productive year for all of us personally. in solidarity…

for sabiha phuppo

i will miss sabiha phuppo – her wit, her elegance, her wonderful kindness. only a woman of her confidence and independent mind could have raised daughters like asma jahangir and hina jilani. i gravitated towards her lively, intelligent presence as soon as i married into the family and things didn’t change over the next 20 years. rest in peace dear phuppo. it feels like the end of an era. i know many many will miss u here, and in ur beautiful city of lahore.

with the beautiful sabiha jilani, lahore, 2001
with the beautiful sabiha jilani, lahore, 2001