My father, Bill Border, started his life as an artist around the age of 7 or 8 with simple pencil and a legal pad from his dad’s office. When you ask him why he sketches and paints, he responds that he is “simply driven to...
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To start off today, let me be frank, you may not agree with my point of view, but that is the...
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A tale of Language and Privilege How do you define indigenous? Each of us is a product of our...
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