Dear crenshaw
My neighbors look like me, and I have never felt so at ease.
It’s as if I had been holding my breath for decades, tip-toeing my way through the minefields that are white schools, white neighborhoods, and white spaces.
Walking down Crenshaw Boulevard is the home i was always missing. Seeing Black kids on skateboards, watching Black parents push Black babies in strollers, waving to Black neighbors in the grocery store.
Documenting the people that make Black neighborhoods and spaces the culturally rich places that they are, is so incredibly important.
The people are the neighborhood.
THe people are the culture.
The people give it life.
They give Inglewood, View Park, Leimert Park, Ladera Heights, Hyde Park, Compton, Watts, and so many other spaces, the culture and vibrancy that make them remarkable.
