I have always been just me, with no frame of reference to anything beyond myself." - Bessie Emery Head

There seemed to be ancient, ancestral lines drawn around the African man which defined his loyalties, responsibilities, and even the duration of his smile.

You just have to look different ... then seemingly anything can be said and done to you as your outer appearance reduces you to the status of a non-human being.

A woman is a maker of pottery, feeling life with her hands, keeping it whole, moulding it from the depths upwards. Her vision is constant, unchanging. [Where is the Hour of the Beautiful Dancing of Birds in the Sun-wind?,