Vanessa Wells

 

 

East Balcony
Photography

This exhibition and its questions come to me at a very ŕ propos time: I am becoming more aware and more open for the first time to the entity that is Africa, and I think it is largely due to the ‘global village.’ I now have a sponsored child in Zambia. I teach at a school which is largely Asian, but which also has a strong African (particularly Ethiopian) presence. I’m not going to pretend I’m off to do a mission myself (we all serve differently) and frankly I’m not going to apologize for being white. However, I do feel that God is speaking to me in terms of showing me how close we are as a human family.

This was reinforced by a recent trip to New York City. I kept getting a (perhaps post-9/11) sense that there is a quiet harmony growing on this side of the pond, too. How long ago would a black gentleman at Grand Central Terminal have been a Red Cap and not a commuting businessman? What is holding the attention of the diverse group of young people? Why did the name Grace on the side of a building in downtown Manhattan hit me like a ton of bricks?

I found it very interesting to worship at an Episcopal church in the Upper West Side—it was more mixed than my Anglican congregation—and it really did feel like a whole. Until now, I have had a fairly synecdochic worldview. I am seeing differently.