Jacob Lawrence, "The Life of Toussaint L'Ouverture No. 39" (1938)

Jacob Lawrence, The Life of Toussaint L'Ouverture No. 39. The death of Toussaint L'Ouverture in the Prison of Le Joux, April 1803. This was a year later. He died of starvation, because "he didn't feel like eating." (1938)

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Blogs April, 2005

April 30, 2005: "You drink milk?"
April 29, 2005: You're sleeping in the back room when customers begin to arrive.
April 28, 2005: Yoghurt, for her yeast infection.
April 27, 2005: Beautiful Michelle.
April 26, 2005: The maintenance staff are most impressed with the attractiveness of one of the guests.
April 25, 2005: Leaving Austin, west on I-10 for Phoenix.
April 24, 2005: Band meeting, somewhere in the midwest.
April 23, 2005: I was seated on a high riser behind the soundboard when she climbed the ladder to say hello.
April 22, 2005: She loved Calvin & Hobbes.
April 21, 2005: People as bifurcated beings: head and heart.
April 20, 2005: "I do and I do and I do for you kids and this is the thanks I get."
April 19, 2005: "Why do you have to talk about earthquakes?"
April 18, 2005: "Where are my lost babies?"
April 17, 2005: Why, why, why?
April 16, 2005: "You have to admit, that indie scene in the '80s was a great movement."
April 15, 2005: You should have been happy for me.
April 14, 2005: There's something more than disturbing in that psychology.
April 13, 2005: Old blanket.
April 12, 2005: The dialectic of manipulativeness and martyrism.
April 11, 2005: Close your eyes. Now where are you?
April 10, 2005: The game boys with their pathetic manipulativeness.
April 9, 2005: To walk into a music store with money to spend.
April 8, 2005: The dialectic of manipulativeness and martyrism.
April 7, 2005: Once upon a time I had a lovely girlfriend who loved me and shared it, in things small and large.
April 6, 2005: Cassettes, dusty, 35 years old, some of them.
April 5, 2005: So close. New life. After so long.
April 4, 2005: Your great-grandmother's house.
April 3, 2005: Wheelchair races, down the shoulder of a steep winding hill with heavy traffic.
April 2, 2005: You push the couch out of the way.
April 1, 2005: "I don't think it'll work..."

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