Tag: healing

What a community isn’t.

Dayton Delivers | Dayton, OH

The truth about Dayton; Consider this for a moment, A tiny city out of control. Misinformed tail chasing and biased boy-scout investigative methods and investigators Lack of ability, the lists hurdle on just reasons why it’s not their fault.

Accountability.

Let’s start out with who does the chief of police answers to directly?

The city managers, politics, exactly. I’ll wait… but, what about the people? you and me, the Us. The police answer OUR calls not very many disturbances at the well-connected leader’s residences Yet, do you know why we don’t call?? Because they will endanger our families and on extreme levels almost guaranteed but, not limited to; endangering innocents lives.

It’s OUR neighborhoods that are falling apart, not theirs. Not their streets flooded, ours. Our alleys and back doors, Our families but, I’ll tell you what I know. Can the community really break down the well-fortified walls of the F.O.P. I hate to break it to my fellow neighbors, BLMs and Supremacist, spewing hatred is not going to move it in the least? We face them with themselves.

Break down their quantitive Immunities, one case at a time. And the real state makes a move. I do not believe a reasonable program can come from within DPD, I’m afraid if civil rights are really theirs to ask behind their cloud of immunities. DPD and Transparency, Please tell me I would love to hear the first thing that rattles around and comes out. Were not talking infringing on the police’s rights were talking about holding them accountable for infringing on ours. For the first time in history. Right here.

I’m just an artist, a local. Aggravated and traumatized by the city and the so called leaders.

Art is a community.

Ask yourself this.. 2 Fathers shot and killed nearly on DAI’s (art museum’s) front lawn and I’m willing to bet not one person in the building knows a given or surname of either person, lucky to find one who was even aware. I happen to be an artist as well as friends of both. to me, this is what Dayton considers community and worth investing in. comm-Unity, communication and unity. I am sorry but, we lose.

I feel a little better, not really. I just know Dayton and the city are dead set against certain things and certain people. Unfortunately, I am that crafty thing and someone. Until that day I’ll just keep painting and living.

Still looking on

Still looking on

Have you ever stood in the back of a crowd and tried to see what was going on up front? For the socially blundered, we often end up in the back of the class. This painting reminded me of trying to see my daughter, Parker. A genuinely mad crowd turn their backs just so one can’t see. I’m thankful to have a hand to hold me up in case I want to lean in.

So far it’s 700 plus days and hundreds of paintings later and still looking on. The fire behind isn’t very hot anymore.

Another acrylic painting, on canvas 18×24

#saynotobullying