Thoughts About Trayvon Martin @ Erasmus

“If I had a son he would look like Trayvon.” – Barack Obama

Stereotypes play a big part!
Racism is still alive!
Justice shall be served!
Violence is still occuring!

Did you see what he was wearing?
Zimmerman: Yeah, a dark hoodie…
“He’s got his hands in his waist band. And he’s a black male.”
“This guy looks like he’s up to no good or he’s on drugs or something.”

Racism and racial profiling.
Violence is NOT the way!

Dispatcher: Are you following him?
Zimmerman: Yeah
Dispatcher: OK. You don’t need you to do that.

Refusing to follow instructions.

It could be anyone of us.
If Zimmerman was black, do you think things would be looked at differently?
Food for thought.
-Ashley Bibby

Is it not wonderful that are protectors judge us? They were prejudiced and fit us into profiles associated with thugs. They then get off free after the gun and its bang. Trayvon did not get away from this awful fate. When will we finally be safe?
-Trayvont York

The color black…
It means darkness but
The color white…
It means light.
Blacks have been enslaved.
Whites have been our slave masters,
But that color black, it found a little white in its color…
A white shot a black and got away.
Never give up until you pull your ace.
-Jerome Barrett

If that were me…
Laying down with blood and skittles everywhere.
If that were me
I would have my hoodie on because I live in fear.
If that were me
The juice of racism will spread at Florida.
If that were me…
-Lateef Wearrien

I was shot for being black.
How messed up is that?
I did nothing wrong.
What kind a crap is that?
He shot me,
Took my life without a care in the world.
He stood over my dead body.
He watched as I died.
If I were white, I wouldn’t have died.
That racist pig killed me.
He took my life,
For wearing a hoodie! A stupid hoodie!
Eating skittles, drinking…Arizona…
I actually saw the rainbow.
-Joy-Anne George and Jessica Drummonds

The land of the free
Yet I am not free in my own clothes.
I’m not free in my own skin.
I die because you think.
Your thoughts incriminate me before you even hear my voice.
What about you?
Why must your skin make your punishment any less for taking my life?
-Nickeshia Rumble

Walking down the street, just a bag of skittles and an Arizona, going home.
It’s raining and nothing’s happening.
Then bam! A black 17 year-old was shot.
White man thought he was suspicious, but in reality, he was not.
A young black dies, a murderer tries to make it seem he’s not telling lies.
What if he is? What if he isn’t?
Shooting a black kid…that is not innocent.
Why? Just because.
Why did you shoot this black person?
Just because…
Why did you torture this black man?
Just because…
Why did you attack this elderly black woman?
Just because…
Just because what?!
For years, the white man has escaped punishment
For torturing, murdering, slapping, beating, and abusing in all kinds of manners against almost every black nation through identification and segregation and communication across the nation.
Why do we do nothing but sit in frustration when we should receive justice and justify ourselves through the process of justification.
Just because…
-Emmanuel Fortin

-Petronella Blackman

Bushwick Participates in City Hall Press Conference to Pass NY DREAM ACT

On March 20, 2012, Bushwick Students traveled to City Hall to have their voices heard and lend their support to passing the NY DREAM ACT. Our students filmed and photographed the press conference under the supervision of our wonderful teaching artist Alejandra Ugarte-Bedwell. BSSJ Student, Olga Sanchez photographed most of the event.

The Good Life

Life at New Utrecht so far… enjoy the good life….

We Are One

The students at New Utrecht High School learned about making collages in the photographic tradition of David Hockney. We have also been working a lot on stop motion animation. In this piece, we combined elements of both collage and stop motion.

BCAL Saturday- Butterfly Project

At BCAL we made butterflies to represent the children that were lost in the Holocaust. These butterflies were sent to The Holocaust Museum in Texas where the butterflies will eventually compose a breath-taking exhibition scheduled in the Spring of 2014. They will be put up in a gallery where everyone can notice all that has passed away.

IMG_0238 IMG_0239 IMG_0240 IMG_0241 IMG_0242 IMG_0243 IMG_0244 IMG_0245 IMG_0246 IMG_0247 If I could fly i’ll touch the sky,

if I could fly i’ll be closer to GOD,

if I could fly i’ll be so high,

Man I wish I had wings so I could try.