TweetI continue to do photography worship for This Bridge Called My Back. Playing around with the facets of the bridge and its relevance to women of color and feminism, I consider the elements of why Bridges are so fascinating, and the symbolic meaning of when they collapse.
It’s something I wonder about with my radical women of color bloggers and the future we are building for young women. In our contemplation of collective change and organization, we consider things very carefully. I wonder where and how we will strengthen and revitalize the Bridge built for us. I am more than aware of the warnings issued about the weak areas of the Bridge for young women of color. What can I contribute to ensure safe crossings into the future, to stabilize what weakens with the natural passing of time?