First Person: Artists Talk About Their Art
"I was either two or three years old when New York hosted the World’s Fair. I sat in my stroller, mesmerized by all the colors and sounds that surrounded me. For the first time ever, the drumming styles of West Africa met my ears, and I remember the feeling of thunder as the vibrations from the African drums resonated in my small body. I was so excited I could barely sit still. My heart was pounding, my feet were kicking, and were it not for the restraint which secured me to that four-wheeled contraption, I could have leapt as high, danced with the same lightning speed, or sang as loud as any of the performers before me."
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