This project is in response to many calls on social media for white people to “educate yourselves” about racism. The concept is a weird one for me because my childhood was so sheltered (or open?) that I didn’t know there was such a thing as ‘race’ until my late teens. Really. Now, in my 50s, it’s inescapable.
As soon as I figured out how, I started this project like a bull at a gate, and of course soon found that the process is long, and slow, and infuriating, and sad, and difficult. I guess that if it were not, I wouldn’t be doing it right. Maybe it’s impossible. The very fact that I can put it away when it upsets me is proof enough that it’s important to persist.