We all wear jeans, regardless of the color, label, style, manufacturer, or place of origin. We should feel comfortable in our jeans, and comfortable with each other.
Value, as an art term, refers to the shade of a color when reproduced in black and white. Value can also indicate the worth of an idea or item. After taking my survey, I wish I could say that prejudice no longer exists, but it does.
I am a blonde-haired, blue-eyed, Utah girl. I was brought up to believe that we are all God’s children. When I first learned about slavery in America, it didn’t make sense to me. I still hear my inner child asking my teacher, “Hasn’t anyone ever told them, we’re sorry?”
Although the results of prejudice still horrify me, I have realized that just as we did not choose our race or ethnicity, we have also not chosen the injustice perpetrated by our ancestors. We can only be accountable for our own actions. Though we are not guilty of the prejudices of those who have gone before us, and nothing we could say or do, could fully rectify past injustices, I, nevertheless, feel compelled to say with heartfelt sincerity,
“We’re sorry,” as if all of us are saying this to each other.
My art piece isn’t about God or religious unity; it’s not about where we came from, or where we are now. My art piece is about finding common ground as human beings. After all, we’re all made of the same stuff, and we all have value.
My art piece is about where we choose to go from here.
Value, as an art term, refers to the shade of a color when reproduced in black and white. Value can also indicate the worth of an idea or item. After taking my survey, I wish I could say that prejudice no longer exists, but it does.
I am a blonde-haired, blue-eyed, Utah girl. I was brought up to believe that we are all God’s children. When I first learned about slavery in America, it didn’t make sense to me. I still hear my inner child asking my teacher, “Hasn’t anyone ever told them, we’re sorry?”
Although the results of prejudice still horrify me, I have realized that just as we did not choose our race or ethnicity, we have also not chosen the injustice perpetrated by our ancestors. We can only be accountable for our own actions. Though we are not guilty of the prejudices of those who have gone before us, and nothing we could say or do, could fully rectify past injustices, I, nevertheless, feel compelled to say with heartfelt sincerity,
“We’re sorry,” as if all of us are saying this to each other.
My art piece isn’t about God or religious unity; it’s not about where we came from, or where we are now. My art piece is about finding common ground as human beings. After all, we’re all made of the same stuff, and we all have value.
My art piece is about where we choose to go from here.
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