Here I was about to talk about art as a form of escape, and the post disappeared before my eyes.  I was trying to upload pictures from the exhibit by Ilya and Emilia Kabakov in the museum.  It’s about surviving in the face of a society that would get rid of you if they knew you existed.

So I’ll try again

See?

The exhibit is called Tomorrow We Fly

and my mind kept bringing me back to the spirituals about sprouting wings and escaping from a terrible situation.  I remember thinking about it when in high school I got put into the wrong art class and instead of learning about the old masters I wass in shop class as the only white person, the only girl,  And for me it was great fun, but for everyone else in the class their future was determined and limited.

That’s what our future will be – if we make it.  

There are two reasons why we may not.  One is war.

The other is the Saudi deal.  We may have a great future if this deal goes through, but this may also be a check-mate.  I mean, how can we refuse the offer?  And how can we believe the Saudis won’t use the atomic weapons they will be able to make?