2018-06-12
1 小时 8 分钟Artist, poet, activist and author Cleo Wade likes to say she has three parents, her mom, her dad and the city of New Orleans.
Cleo's new book, Poetic Wisdom for a Better Life, is a really moving collection of poems, provocative thoughts and moments that leave you questioning the status quo and kind of opening to a different set of possibilities.
Her artwork includes everything from short provocations shared with a pretty giant following on Instagram, to collaborations with major brands and large scale public art installations like this 25 foot love poem in the skyline of New Orleans French Quarter titled Respect that went up honoring the city's resilience.
In today's episode, we explore how being raised as a mixed race kid in the famed New Orleans french quarter by two fiercely creative parents influenced her.
We also kind of dive into how Hurricane Katrina changed everything.
We explore why she moved to New York, how she walked away from a career as a rising star in fashion to rediscover and cultivate a deeper artistic voice as a writer and artist, and then sharing her work online and in public spaces, leveraging her influence for social justice as well.
So be sure to listen to the end, also, where Cleo reads really beautiful and moving poem from her new book.
I'm Jonathan Fields and this is Good Life project.
I grew up in New Orleans.
I always say that I grew up with three parents, my mother, my father, in the city of New Orleans because it's such a unique place that has so much character and it's really specific.
So it's unlike even cities like New York.
It's so open and there's such an endless amount of possibilities to build and treat people as an environment.
But in New Orleans, there's so many specific indigenous things to that city, whether it's the music, whether it's the burial ceremonies, whether it's the food, or the culture of living really hugely outside of your body with costumes and dancing in the streets and it's such a liberated space.
Yeah.
Do you have memories of that from sort of like the earliest age?
Oh, yeah.
I mean, this year, because of my book tour, I miss jazz Fest for the first time in 30 years.
I've literally gone since I was in the womb.
And so I remember being the kid who.
And jazz fest is not a usual music festival.