Feature Poet at Gypsy House Cafe

Tonight I have the privilege to be the featured poet at Lenny's Place, a monthly poetry series hosted by my friend Lenny C. and based out of the Gypsy House Cafe in Denver. The event starts at 8pm with a short open mic, and then around 8:25 I will perform about thirty minutes of material. Come a little early so you have time to grab a drink at the cafe, and then head down to the basement for an 8pm start. No cover.

See you there!

L.A. Art Show @ Hus Gallery

One very sexy (and apparently primal) art gallery in West Hollywood

Thanks to the hard work and wonderful connections of my dear friends Matt and Griffin in Los Angeles, two weeks ago I got a phone call that went something like this:

"Andrea. Can we fly you to LA to do an art show that opens this Wednesday?"

"But today is Thursday."

"Yes it is. Can we pull it off?"

As it turns out, we can pull off just about anything. I rush-ordered thirteen prints on Friday, flew to Los Angeles Monday, installed the show Tuesday, opened Wednesday, and flew back to Denver on Thursday. And I think I exhaled on Friday.

The show was at a pop-up gallery in West Hollywood called Hus Gallery, which has its home base in London. The lower level featured the work of artist Mark Evans, and about seven of us lesser-knowns were invited to share the second floor. It was the middle of Oscar week, and the vibe in Los Angeles was very social and exciting. 50% of the art sales benefitted various charities, so in addition to enjoying the posh atmosphere I was able to support my beloved Uganda Project students. Thanks to all the wonderful people who purchased images and participated in the event!

I am hereby accepting more phone calls advertising insane last-minute adventures. That's a challenge, people. Go!

The front window of the gallery and a peek at the art of Mark Evans

The artist and her little white wall

Radical Empowerment in Uganda!

Shawn and Pavel are two very grateful and fulfilled twenty year-old men these days. They both recently returned from an extraordinary trip to Uganda, thanks in large part to the overwhelming support they received from my amazing community of donors. And so, my dearest family, friends, and clients, THANK YOU for facilitating mentorship and empowerment!

Pavel administers first aid in the slum (left) and feeds the children lunch at Patrick's orphanage (right). He also gives Patrick a physical lift in exchange for the spiritual lift he received (center)!

Sometimes it can be challenging to connect to the idea of investing in a person instead of a thing. Many people can understand giving money to an organization if that money buys food or medical supplies, but the idea of paying for a stranger's plane ticket to Africa can give us pause. As donors, we want our money to act as an arrow. We are taught to aim for the bullseye, as close to the heart of the need as we can.

That's exactly why I am passionate about investing in people instead of things. Things don't solve problems. People solve problems, and people use food, medicine, and other resources as their tools. By empowering Shawn and Pavel as emerging social entrepreneurs in Uganda this winter, you impacted far more than just one community of people on one volunteer mission. You have taken advantage of an opportunity to foster change in every community that Shawn and Pavel will touch for the rest of their lives.

Shawn was a child magnet everywhere we went. He never complained of having his hands full!

I am humbled by the generosity I experienced throughout the course of this adventure, and I am proud to report that the project was a resounding success for everyone involved. As members of the Uganda Project team, we built memories that we will carry forever. We enrolled our students in school, purchased mattresses and food for an orphanage, visited a safe house for children escaping the slums of Kampala, and got chased by a baboon while on safari. It should surprise no one that somewhere along the way, we made lifelong friends.

Pavel has no trouble making friends at the orphanage

Shawn helps Shariff, a former Uganda Project student, capture footage of Matt and Griffin's musical performance at the safe house.

Uganda Project staff and students on safari. Wild animals beware of wild humans!

Resurrect, people!

You Can't "Overcome" Autism

Dear Colorado State University Marketing Department:

Look. I like the university you work for. Go rams. But here's the thing: whoever is writing your advertisement copy is cutting some pretty stupid corners. On a recent flight to Los Angeles, I noticed your ad about Professor Temple Grandin, PhD in the Frontier Airlines magazine. In the copy, some jerk claims that Dr. Grandin "overcame" autism:

Now, I haven't seen the Claire Danes movie, so I guess there's always more to learn. But my understanding of Dr. Grandin's success is that it is precisely because she has autism that she has been such a gift to her field. She attributes her unique perspective, particularly when it comes to understanding animal behavior, to the fact that she can think in pictures... which she associates with her autism. As far as I can tell, the only thing she overcame is the huge heap of sickeningly-saccharine, condescending attitudes held by people eager to short sell anyone who is just a little bit different. Okay, I'll buy that Dr. Grandin overcame some of the challenges typically associated with autism, but that isn't what your ad says. Be specific. It would only cost you a few extra words, and that's a small price for clarity.

CSU is damn lucky to have Dr. Temple Grandin as a professor. Don't pin a badge on her and call her a Girl Scout and a good sport. She isn't Notre Dame's Rudy. She is wholly herself, and she seems to be doing a bang-up job of it... which is more than most of us can say.

The 33rd Hour

We are 33 hours into our trip home from Uganda. Pavel and I have touched down in Minneapolis for one last layover - our sixth city since we left Kampala yesterday. Shawn is somewhere in the sky en route to Los Angeles, and Denver still seems impossibly far away. The snow outside this plane window is fake, staged for dramatic impact. In a moment I'll wake up, and Kenny will be cutting a pineapple. Edith will be poaching eggs, and Joan and Esther will peel carrots and shred cabbage. We'll gather in the kitchen to pray, and Mary will say "Friends, humble yourselves...."