Each February, when I think of Black History Month, I think of the black artists who have contributed to the making of America through their writing, painting, sculpting, dancing, singing, composing, and acting.
In some ways, the very act of creating was political. Yet I can't help but wonder about the power of art in contemporary society. Can an observation of the beautiful make us more morally just? Furthermore, is this question still relevant?
To get my perspective, read the rest of this essay at Black Voices.
By the way, Gina Misiroglu of Red Room put me in touch with the AOL people, which is one of the great ways she's bringing traffic to Red Room and getting attention for Red Room's authors.