A solitary day. A welcome change.


I interviewed my Mom.  During the 1.5 hour interview she talked about the family tree and her emigration to the States and other sojourns.  It was a powerful exchange.  I discovered a lot about my Mom, myself and this piece that I am making.  I learned that, culturally-speaking, I am actually second-generation American, seeing that my Mom left Trinidad at the tender age of 11 years old and grew up in Brooklyn, NY.  She said some heart-breaking things about cultural loss.  I also leaned that I am in NO way a Trinidadian. I am a Tobagonian.  And there is a difference.

I went to the studio afterwards for my first real rehearsal for "Yam, Potaoe an Fish!"  

More to come...