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39c. I began my project, “Drumming and Dancing in New York City,” in Harlem during the summer of 2000. I was home, in the city where I had grown up and now able to recognize the African fusion within my people of embracing culture, history and identity, wrapped up in dance and the African drum.

I’d go to Garvey Park on Saturdays to sit and absorb the beats and rhythms of the line of drummers, whereby a lead drummer would emerge and take us to another level. I used these Saturdays to let them get to know me, see the approval of love in my face, before pulling out my camera and photographing. This felt good, natural and organic because (please don’t judge me on this cliche) ‘there’s no place like home!’