Reflections & Refractions: Chapter 1, Page 1, Verse MF 1

“What’s your favorite color?” might be my favorite question that reveals more than a preference. It’s the first button on the collar of anyone’s present state polo shirt. The first drop of rain from a cloud of memories, failures, and self-concepts. A preference for red sometimes echoes an anxious person with confidence, or an adventurous narcissist, or a deceptive romantic. It’s not a tell-all, but acts as the first checkpoint on the roadmap to the truth of a person.

suddenly unable to go to Houston for a friend’s birthday so I’m taking the weekend to continue writing my book and developing this weekly column. Here, I’ll discuss my day-to-day, a look into my life and concepts revealed to me on a daily basis. I’m always consuming and inspired by media ranging from art films to product design and vintage ads, so I’ll share those with some perspective as well. As the column develops week-to-week the reflections will span relationships, (a dose of) politics, design, music, film, fine art, and everything in between. Don’t be surprised if I get personal (because oversharing is kind of my ‘thing’).

When it comes to refractions, the color component of this column, I’ll always offer a palette story or two whether it’s for context or to supplement the reflections. Now I’m extremely gifted at strategizing, planning, and organizing, but I run into an issue with execution; so this column will serve as a commitment to writing and a call to community. Writing is a generally isolating expression, and I find that when I do share reflections accompanied by refractions, people resonate with it from an inspirational or relatable lens. I want to honor this gift by developing it into consistent revelatory axioms that connect the human experience with media and color.

I just saw a video of a chrome durag that clogged my gears. Culturally, it’s a unifying symbol of black beauty and adornment, but reinterpreting the symbol for capital gain and attention is where I find it tacky. This is why I welcome gatekeeping the big black house of culture because guests often leave their respect on the porch.

But that’s all for this Friday.

Churz!