Recently I was invited on behalf of Challenge Detroit to the 30 Americans exhibit at the DIA. I’ve always enjoyed artistry whether its music, sports or cinema. Nevertheless “art” in terms of how many view it has never been my personal interest. Until then…

Paintings from Jean Michel-Basquiat and Kehinde Wiley forced me to view art in perspective rather than what I assumed it to be. The textures, the ideals, the boldness all misunderstood…just like Detroit.

Rodney McMillan’s piece in the exhibit was a battered and bruised carpet. His art more than its first layer description brought forth the question of “what is considered art”? Throughout the Detroit community there are several examples of graffiti that relay the same question. 30 Americans forced me to examine the art thats around me and what the possibilities are.

My route home from the United Way of Southeastern Michigan takes me down Gratiot towards the east side of Detroit. Along the route are various images that are creative and gorgeous. Detroit’s canvas is one of various colors, emotions and underlying feelings that some may not understand. 30 Americans has challenged me to look deeper in my perspective and ask myself “is Detroit a living, breathing piece of art.