Diego Riveras Painting

September 17,2011 the citizens of America started their protest for something they strongly believed in. The movement is Occupy Wall street We are the 99%.Diego Rivera made a painting during the time of the Great Depression relating the two in similar ways. I Interpret his painting describing what is going on from the foundation working on up. I see a bank on the first floor on the bottom the platform, On the left hand corner I see a banker looking at some papers almost as if he is really into what he is doing. There is a guard watching the Ban Teller behind bars protecting him. On the right hand side I see citizens conversing and they loo rather wealthy from the style of their clothing. There is a metal Bar tool that is separating the two sections. The metal loos as if you wouldn’t be able to brea in between the two floors. Above that metal you are in the middle section ,where I see a police guard watching dead bodies in rows neatly next to each other and if they were alive they would be un comfortable because they have no blankets to give them warmth and I get a bad vibe from this section Depressing is the vibe. Going up there is a triangle shape glass ceiling with metal holding it together, this supports the floor above it where you see a train going across the bridge with citizens who seem to just be going on with life and not to pleasant with their situation and blind to what it’s really going on around them. The last Section of Diego painting is the first floor that sticks out the most because you see tall skyscrapers of the old modern day of Ney York when the Great Depression was going on as like today the similarities are the same between the two Wall Street Crashes. Diego Rivera’s painting is made very clear to me and what he is trying to get his audience to convey. He is speaking truth about what is going on during thr Great Depression through his painting without sugar coating it but with salt being the foundation of what cruel situation was going on.

Mother Africa, My inspiration.

I’m inspired by Africa, Every day I wake up, I look at myself and tell god thank you for creating me. Africa inspires me because my roots start there, that’s where I trace my heritage back to. That’s what I’m. My mother is an African-American and my dad is Sudanese. My mom being an American citizen and African American led to me learning more about the civil rights such as the “Black Panthers. “I have always been fascinated with activist and it just made perfect sense to know about the Black Panthers because I lived in Oakland, CA. My dad being an African made the icing on the cake extra wonderful. I say this for the reason being, I felt blessed to experience both sides of the African culture. I’m half Sudanese and half African American. My dad was born in Khartoum the capital of Sudan. I feel attached to my inspirations because the more I learn about Africa or myself I can relate and put the pieces to the puzzle together. I know I share this experience with several around the universe; these humans I share this ultimate experience with are on one accord with their internal mind. My inspiration rubs off on people I interact with on the daily basis. The people who know me best such as family members or friends say that they can see my love for Africa or my yearning to want to know more about Africa. This inspiration will last a life time, not only a moment, a moment would make is a powerful inspiration for me. Africa is what I come from and where I believe the first intellectual thought came from relating to my thoughts. This inspiration will last a life time. It drives me to experience, intellectual thoughts, and passion. My inspiration is Africa.