Paradoxically, a given work of art is at once unique and derivative...In order to work out this issue myself, I decided to create a musical medley of songs that were all focused on the rain that falls from the sky above.
"The intersections of my identity became points of confusion for me: I was Black like the people I was seeing, but I wasn’t African. I did not even know if I should call myself African-American or if I was being seen as just American, or if it mattered."
