Lessons Learned by the Time I was 10

Rarely do I feel the need to do as specifically personal work as I did this past fall, as the political and societal climate triggered recollections of childhood trauma I have carried with me through life. In order to cope as a visual artist, I did a very tight series entitled “lessons learned by the time I was 10”. At the risk of being too personal, too didactic, or too illustrative, here they are, while they are timely.

I - yes, I was punished for playing hardball with the boys.
II - conflating scar and scare was not really a mistaken understanding in the post-war, Red Scare years. Especially with a mother born in Japan.
III - everything can be subdivided for profit in the name of progress.
IV - yes, there were stones thrown, threats on my family, crosses burned, and the very real presence of the Ku Klux Klan.