Today my wife and I visited the National Museum of Women in the Art here in D.C. I think that we both left a bit disappointed. It was quite heavy on Western Anglo art. We missed the diversity in the midst of the supposed diversity. In a city that has such a great diverse population it seems that there should be a larger percentage of women of color in the exhibition space. I guess that is some of their criticism of modern white feminism.
I have to admit the works that almost brought me to tears were done in the Children’s gallery. One in particular caught my attention. It was a chess board with handmade pieces. Around the edges were phrases about the artist’s father. They said things like, “My father’s name is DAVID,” “My father’s mother taught him how to play,” “My father is from El Salvador.”
My wife whispered, “I’ll bet his father cried.”
I already had a tear in my eyes, it was so beautiful.
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