Everyone is equal

Everyone is equal but from the second we come out of the womb, our equality changes. If you grow up in poverty, an abusive home, an insanely wealthy family, in the city, in the suburbs, in a rural area, in a tent with no supplies, etc. I am well aware of how lucky I am to have the foundation I was given to build on. If everyone was given a nice home, good education, and food on the table in each of their own environments, then just think what the world could be.

The power struggle and a little religious sprinkled on top is the foundation of all of the inequality in the world. It seems too simple, right?

We have been collecting art for many years. We buy what we love. We also buy to support the artists behind the work. About 6 years ago we started collecting more black artists. I am drawn to them. Perhaps it is their story and how they have prevailed to become artists. Our country has done so wrong by black America that their survival is truly epic. They have broken through white culture and it is a very powerful group, a group I have never understood.

At the LA photo show, we saw a few photos from a South African photographer that Danziger Gallery is now representing. She is 24. She took photos of an impoverished elementary school in Cape Town. The young girls join a team that does dancing, cheering, marching with the hope that this is the way out. The girls are around 8 years old. They are so happy with bright lights and the future in their eyes. They have that look of joy. I was drawn to the hope that these girls will never have to deal with the trials and tribulations of hatred but of equality.

If only we could keep that hope alive in everyone’s eyes. What a world that would be.