I went to the beach today.
And; I know. If you’re thinking “Who the hell goes to the beach in Canada on the last week of December?”, then two things:
1. You clearly haven’t been following me long enough; I do this kind of stuff all the time.
2. It was the warmest day of the week, it wasn’t bad.
Timothy Caughman, a Black man, was slain in New York City by a white supremacist from Baltimore. Two communities gather to honour Caughman in very different ways.
I went out to take pictures.
Continue reading “A Tale of Two Vigils”
2 years ago, Baltimore experienced a movement beginning that would change it forever. While I published these photos on Instagram and Twitter, I never compiled them into a full story. Continue reading “The Baltimore Uprising: What I saw”
On the tail end of the original Baltimore Ceasefire weekend, a man is killed in West Baltimore
During the reading of the names at the end of the Baltimore Ceasefire weekend, Barry Lee’s name was the last to be read. His mother requested we attend his vigil in West Baltimore.
We later discovered he had been out to Cease Fire events.
Continue reading “A Vigil for Barry Lee”