Taking the Plunge

by Paola Mathe' at FindingPaola.com 

Everything I have, I've earned. I was born in Haiti and raised by a young mother who was figuring out what life was all about. Although we didn't have much, we were lucky to live in a nice house built by my greatgrandmother and uncle, and I was privileged enough to attend a good school. When I think about it now, many sacrifices were made for me in order for me to live the life I had in Haiti. But everything changed when we moved to the states. We went from living in a two story house with over five bedrooms to a one-bedroom apartment in Newark. Life was tough.

I was a teenager at that point. Being "fresh off the boat" and being inserted into American culture without a lick of English was one of the most difficult things I've ever endured. Kids are cruel. They say mean things without understanding how and why. And just like they're cruel, they're also sensitive. So when you're on the receiving end of being told cruel things, these things enter your soul, and they don't ever really disappear. But with growth, love and hard work, you can start to erase them.

It was culture shock in every sense of the expression. I was raised with the notion that I had to be obedient to my elders no matter who they were, and that I would be disciplined if I ever stepped out of line. In Haiti, teachers are able to pull out a ruler and hit students as hard as they choose. I once witnessed a teacher breaking a ruler on a classmate's hand, to the point at which the student's fingers got bruised and began to bleed. And yet it was the complete opposite in Newark. My first week of school, a student threw a desk at a teacher during a big fight.The teacher's arm was broken and she had to take the whole semester off. I went to a school where I had to go through a metal detector everyday. Students got shot in front of my school.

The first time I decided to take the plunge and do something I really wanted to do (and not what everyone thought I should do), everything in my body tried to stop me. I had nearly convinced myself that I was not good enough. That people wouldn't be interested in what I had to say.  That my role in life was just to be quiet and observe. Every time I thought of the thing I really wanted, my heart raced beyond control and I would try to forget about it. But one morning, I decided to give it a try. I applied to be president of the student council. This required me to stand in front of the entire school to give a speech, in addition to campaigning for weeks before the big day. I was the girl who wanted to be invisible, so why did I want this so much? Why did I cry and make myself do it?

It was that same intuition that made me apply to the university I attended. I thought: How would a poor girl from Haiti, who lived in Newark, fit in at that school? Did it even make sense? But I took the plunge anyway. Something just told me. And I wanted change. I was curious. I was looking for answers, and I was convinced college is where I'd find them.

Years later I found myself living in New York City. When I packed my bags and looked for that apartment on Craigslist I was terrified. And yet I had made so many decisions in my life that scared the shit out of me. I told myself each time that if I didn't try, I'd never know what would be on the other side. So once again, I took the plunge and lived with two roommates and a giant cat in a tiny apartment in Washington Heights. At one point I had three jobs and worked 60 hours/week after I graduated with my bachelor in Economics and French literature with tons of student loans. I've had many jobs in my short life, but that's for another post.

A few years later, after a few promotions, I was able to move to my very first apartment without roommates all by myself. Many tears and panic attacks in the shower happened in between. The last time I made a big decision that brought my heart to the bottom of my feet was when I quit my well-paying job to become my own boss. I remember announcing it on social media and a woman commented: "That's nice and all. But you need a job."Instead of letting her comment deter me, I used her advice as motivation every day. At first I was frustrated and angry that she didn't believe in me and thought that I needed to work for someone else to make a living. And so I worked even harder. It's the best risk I've ever taken in my life.

To this day, I still wake up afraid because the struggle is real. But it's also worth it. My dreams have shifted since I've moved to New York. And they include providing opportunities for women who look like me to take the plunge. I want to not only tell them, but show them that their passion should not only be a hobby. That their passion can make a difference. And with hard work, there are rewards and opportunities.

 www.findingpaola.com 

www.findingpaola.com 

the History of the Dashiki

Dashiki, is sort of an ebonic word for “Danchiki”. A Hausas term pronounced dan-she-key. A loose-fitting or tailored shirt, often V-neck shaped, often with elaborate or simple embroidery patterns around the neck, chest, and sleeve lines. The shapes of the neckline may also vary. Some Dashikis come with closed necklines, some V-neck lines, square-neck lines, and many other shapes and forms.

Dashikis are generally made of Brocade, Lace, Silk, Suiting, Kente or Cotton fabrics. It is not uncommon to see Dashikis with embroidered symbols. Adinkra symbols, created by the Gyamans in Cote d’Ivoire, the Ivory Coast and the Akan of Akanland are a common type of symbol found on Dashikis.

A Black Dashiki is appropriate to wear to a funeral in Nigeria unless otherwise stated. Many West African cultures adopt this convention as well and this tradition has made its way to the western world over the last couple hundred years. In Ghana, Red is worn by the immediate family and Black by friends. Black is worn to mourn the death of young people. White with a touch of Black is worn when the deceased lived a long life. Black Dashikis are also be worn to celebrations, weddings, religious occasions, special events, casual events and more. Purple and Gold is generally a celebratory combination of colors in many African cultures. This combination of colors is considered regal and is worn to weddings, special events etc as well. White and Gold is another popular combination for weddings, birth ceremonies, religious events and many other occasions. There are other popular combinations; Brown and Gold, Blue and Silver and many others, all possessing different meanings. Dashikis are also worn casually with a pair of jeans, linen pants, shorts, skirts and other fitted attire.

All shades of colors are generally worn all year round in Africa contrary to the perception of wearing certain colors of Dashikis during particular seasons. Colors range from Gold, Black, Purple, Pink, Lime Green, Dark Green, Yellow, Blue, white, red and more. These colors are worn by Women, Men and children irrespective of the Hue. 

Dashikis made their way to the American market during the African-American political and cultural struggles in the 1960s. A good number of African-American icons began to wear Dashikis in place of western suits and ties to depict a sense of pride in their African Heritage. They found their way to cinemas, movies, plays, events, communities and schools. This fashion was perceived by society to be different in that, it was loose fitting, could be worn out of pants. The colors are often vibrant and the style is very different from conventional clothing.

Dashikis have evolved over the years. While the original styles are still widely worn, there are many contemporary styles that are getting a lot of steam in Africa and the western world. They have been incorporated in many African-American communities for special events, religious occasions, casual events, even schools. Dashikis and other forms of African Clothing are worn by millions of people across the United States, Canada and the United Kingdom during African-American celebrations. Black history month, for example, is celebrated in the month of February by African-Americans and well wishers commemorating African heritage. Kwanzaa is another celebration of culture and heritage, observed from December 26th to January 1st.

 Hooded Dashiki by GKloth 

Hooded Dashiki by GKloth 

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Dashiki Pants by GKloth

 Dashiki Jumper Shorts by GKloth

Dashiki Jumper Shorts by GKloth

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GKLOTH

1st African-American owned Department Store in G-Town, Philadelphia

My four siblings and I grew up in a rowhouse in West Oak Lane where there were no luxuries. My mother spent all her time cooking, cleaning, etc., and my father, who only had an eighth grade education in South Philly, worked virtually 24/7 in a series of small shops so that our basic needs would be met. I clearly recall being the only kid on the neighborhood baseball team without a glove of my own. If I could not borrow one, I played with my bare hands. Those line drives really hurt.

And I was the only kid on our choose-up football team who had to tackle and block opponents without benefit of a helmet or any other equipment. Needless to say, it stopped being fun after my head banged against the ground the first few times.

And since money was so scarce, my mother’s dresses looked like Salvation Army rejects. But I do remember one time when we going to attend a wedding of a relative, and she said, “Just this one time, I am going to save up and buy a nice dress, and I’m going to buy it at Rowell’s because that is the nicest department store by far in Northwest Philly.”

This flashback popped into my mind last week after I found the photo accompanying this article in the basement of my house. It is of Curtis W. Sisco, Sr., who in 1974 purchased Rowell’s Department Store, which was opened in 1903 by a man named C.A. Rowell at the southeast corner of Chelten and Germantown Avenues. (It may be impossible for today’s young people to believe, but Chelten Avenue emerged as a shopping street to rival Chestnut and Market streets in the late 19th century, after the Pennsylvania and Reading railroads extended lines to the area and built stations where their routes crossed the street.)

By the time Sisco purchased the department store, the neighborhood was already in serious decline, and while he tried valiantly to revive the sickly patient, it passed on to that great shopping center in the sky after just two years. Today the old Rowell building contains a Walgreens drugstore on its street floor; its upper floors have been renovated as office space and are being leased by the Philadelphia Suburban Development Corporation.

I remember meeting Sisco, who was born in 1930, a few months after he purchased Rowell’s. I had been assigned to do an article on him for the Philadelphia Tribune. I discovered a handsome, charming, dapper and articulate man who was graying around the temples.When I told him what my mother had said about Rowell’s in the late 1940s, he flashed a big smile. “I’ve heard that from so many people,” he said. “My goal is to bring it back to that kind of reputation, so people in this area will not have to go downtown to Wanamaker’s, Strawbridge’s and Gimbel’s.”Curtis Sisco was handsome enough to model his own clothing.

African American entrepreneurs were as rare as Phillies’ World Series victories at that time. In fact, Sisco was the first black owner of a department store anywhere in the U.S., and as a result, some of his admirers even called Sisco the “Jackie Robinson of retail,” which was the ultimate compliment.

Although he loved Philadelphia, Sisco was the youngest of 12 children born to a Virginia sharecropper. He moved to Philly after high school, and after a two-year stint with the Army in Korea, he studied tailoring and clothing design at the Berean Institute of Technology. He earned an associate’s degree and eventually opened his own tailor shop and cleaning establishment.

Interestingly, before he was in retail, he was a Philadelphia police motorcycle officer from 1960 to 1969, performing with the precision drill team at the annual Hero Scholarship Thrill Show. That career was ended by a motorcycle accident, but Sisco remained close to former police commissioner and mayor, Frank L. Rizzo, whom he admired greatly. “I have actually gotten into arguments with other blacks whenever I say something positive about Mayor Rizzo,” he told me, “but I can’t turn my back on the man because I know he is a good man and very loyal.”

A man of the church, Sisco also initiated the idea of community-based medical centers on church property, under which churches would rent out “dead” space to house doctors, and the church “could take in $15,000-$25,000 a year for providing the necessary services to their congregations.” Sisco was a single parent to his children after his wife died in 1973, and he taught Bible Studies every Tuesday night.

Sisco, who also helped mentor many younger black merchants, opened four men’s clothing stores before purchasing Rowell’s. In fact, then-President Richard M. Nixon cited him in 1974 as “Minority Businessman of the Year.” As an adjunct professor of marketing and merchandising at Drexel, Sisco also taught buying and merchandising and, with Mercia Grassi, Drexel University marketing professor, ran seminars for small businesses at the Wharton School of the University of Pennsylvania.

In his later years, Sisco was a buyer and fashion consultant at Torre Men’s Fashions, 1217 S. Broad St. He died at the age of 64 in July of 1994 and was survived by a son, Cecil; a daughter, Bernetta; two sisters, Elsie Young and Helen Thompson; a granddaughter and several nieces and nephews.

Another son, Curtis Jr., raised by his father, became the first black Anglican Episcopalian priest to be ordained in Philadelphia in 36 years. He presided over St. Andrew’s Church, 36th and Baring Streets. Curtis Jr. died a year and a half before his father did. I am sure that very few Philadelphians today know anything about Curtis Sisco, which is a shame because he was a pioneer who was an impressive man in both his private and public life. He is well worth remembering.

By Len Lear

The Night G-Kloth was Born!

On one of Tiba's many road trips across the US of A, GKloth was born out of a since of desperation. A desire, an urge, a since of needing to artistically and creatively satisfy the ego. For someone who was far from the consumerist, GKloth was a way of challenging himself to Brand, to expand and to produce Quality work that wreaks of simplicity and versatility.

G Kloth G Kloth, who is G Kloth? GKloth is a lifestyle brand, tagged #RevolutionaryFabric, famed for its authentic line of Afrikan inspired clothing. Not just the external fabric but the internal fabric, as it seeks to ignite the revolutionary inside you. We create the molds and do not settle into mediocre. We come in peace and will raise hell to get it! 😎

We're goal-diggers, trendsetters and problem solvers alike. We're Gentleman, Girls and Gangstas alike. We're Globetrotters! We're Supporters, builders, entrepreneurs, musicians, planners, developers, attorneys, citizens, franchisees, Artists, producers, writers, doctors, astronomers, chemists, physicists, architects, scientists, creators, avtivists, teachers, students, employers and employees alike. We are Parents, Siblings, Children and the extensions of a larger collective Family.

There is no requirement to be a Nu-G or to help build the nation of *"NuGia". You do not have to wear a Dashiki or even clothes at all 😆! You just need to carry yourself in such a way that when you enter a room, situation or dilemma your aura and actions promote growth, excellence, confidence and results. Be the Life of the Party! We set the tones!

GKloth is building it's own "Smart" Brand, is the ultimate Think-Tank AND an all-inclusive design warehouse where authentic up & coming Creators, Visionaries and Artists can display and sell their work. Sort of like an Amazon for the budding entrepreneur and consumer of high quality products. 

www.GKloth.com

We Love, We Learn, We Grow,We Evolve.

 *GKloth is in its infant stages and is welcoming the world of creators into it's building process. Why not be a shareholder?*

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Robo: the Future of Formula Racing

The first designs of the Roborace autonomous race car have been revealed - and it’s an amazing futuristic creation that is unlike anything ever seen on a race track before.

 Roborace Car by Daniel Simon

Roborace Car by Daniel Simon

The design is the work of the newly-appointed chief design officer Daniel Simon. Simon, who is renowned for his work on Hollywood sci-fi blockbusters such as Tron: Legacy and Oblivion, set out to create something that took full advantage of being the first-ever racing car that doesn’t need to accommodate a driver.

Daniel Simon, chief design officer at Robocar, said: “We’re living in a time where the once separated worlds of the automobile and artificial intelligence collide with unstoppable force. It’s fantastic to be part of this journey; it triggers all my big passions - motor racing, design and advanced technologies. My goal was to create a vehicle that takes full advantage of the unusual opportunities of having no driver without ever compromising on beauty. Racing engineers and aerodynamicists have worked with me from the beginning to strike that balance. The Roborace is as much about competition as it is entertainment. Therefore - and quite unusual in today’s racing world - beauty was very high on our agenda and we work hard to merge the best performance with stunning styling. It was important to us that we generate substantial downforce without unnecessary parts cluttering the car to maintain a clean and iconic look. This is largely made possible by using the floor as the main aerodynamic device and we are currently developing active body parts that are more organic and seamless than solutions today. I am excited to be part of the daring team of people who are making this happen.”

Denis Sverdlov, CEO of Roborace, said: “We are honoured to have Daniel working with us on this project as chief design officer. His passion and experience are undeniable and I believe it’s already set to be one of the most iconic vehicles in automotive history. We nicknamed the competition the ‘global championship of intelligence’ as an open challenge to the world’s smartest minds, so its only fitting that the car should be one of the smartest ever to be made, thanks to Daniel it may also be the most beautiful car ever to touch a road surface. It’s gaming, motorsport, technology and entertainment all rolled into one. I passionately believe that the future of cars is about software; driverless, electric and connected and Roborace will help to make that a reality.”

Formula E CEO Alejandro Agag said: "Today is an historic day for motorsport, and the car industry in general. This first image of the Robocar, designed by Daniel Simon, represents a vision of what cars will be, a vision of our future. In Formula E we are proud to promote, together with pioneers like Denis Sverdlov and Daniel Simon, a revolution in the world of motorsport, a project that will change the future of mobility."

The first Roborace 'shows' will take place during the 2016/2017 Formula E season

Posted on April 2, 2016 .

Marry that Girl! Marry that Man! - Part 1

Let’s assume we all agree with the phrase you are “Single until you’re Married” …

Let’s be honest, in world history, we don’t know of many single Kings or Queens, let alone any. Yet, a semi-new phenomenon in terms of endearment is to call each other King or Queen. I will address my issue with that terminology shortly.

Correct me if I’m wrong but in order to achieve the ultimate forms of success, at some point, we all need compatible counterparts. We need to be able to go out into the world, humbly with our egos and accomplish tasks & goals and then return home to some supportive form of balanced “Love” that comforts yet pushes us to be and do better from a different perspective. The ultimate form of the latter run-on sentence is Marriage. What better institution could make us whole?! My argument is; if you find a good Woman, you marry her. If you find a good man, say yes when he asks. “Happy Wife, Happy Life”. Being single holds some value but Becoming One with another being holds a higher aptitude for Greatness. Being single with children is not okay either as children should experience that same balance of Love. Hence the phrase, “No Sex before Marriage”. We have spoiled ourselves to the point where we think we have to experience so much before we commit to the Next Level. Now, I suggest you be in love on multiple levels: with yourself, the physical, emotional, spiritual, physiological and psychologically in love with another before you marry but all this is another story for another time. 

In general conversation, I’ve found that some of my peers (25-35) are praising the wholesingledom phase. I use the word “phase” heavily. I understand freedom of speech, thus I will only speak for myself in saying I will not call a single person a King or a Queen. King or Queen of what, your own domain? Ha! Okay, in that case, I get the context. I also get that a lot of us need little confidence boosters, so it helps that our peers call us by highly favored titles. This is not a suggestion to settle or to hurry up and tie the knot. This is also not a shot at the single population in general. If you are single and on your deen or living in your purpose or walking your path and you OWN it, then more power to you. Its’ not unusual that during that walk you find a mate, if you aren’t already in love with someone and you’re not pursuing it. But you must Own it. And you must know that you are more powerful when you are properlyUnified. The same principles apply in business. Own it, and when the opportunity is a match and is great, commit!

Real Gs’ get Married. Real Gs’ take care of their responsibilities. Real Gs’ are Nation Builders. Nation Builders are examples of Greatness by way of Unity.

The most powerful individuals in the world are married. This is a debate that in order to be the most successful, accomplished and powerful individual in your particular area of expertise, you need to have a mate that compliments, understands and holds you accountable for greatness. It’s that, along with the balance of pleasure and comfort a true mate contributes. 

History shows us that leaders are more trusted when matched with a Wife or Husband particularly in American politics. A First Lady is always apart of a Presidential Campaign. In the NBA, 3 time champion and arguably the best basketball player in the world LeBron James is married with Children. Even Michael Jordan in his prime. And you could say the same about anyone who would be considered the best in the world during any given sports season.

Not that money is everything but we will close with the following statistics.


the wealthiest people in the world:


1.       Bill Gates 77.5 Billion – Married

2.       Carlos Slim Helu & Family 72.3 Billion – Widowed

3.       Warren Buffet 65.4 Billion – Widowed

4.       Amancio Ortega 63.4 Billion – Married

5.       Larry Ellison 51.1 Billion – Divorced


Youngest Billionaires:


1.       Mark Zuckerberg Age 30 $26.3 Billion – Married

2.       Dustin Moskovitz Age 29 $6.3 Billion – Married

3.       Albert von Thurn und Taxis Age 30 $1.6 Billion - Single

4.       Anton Kathrein Jr. Age 29 $1.4 Billion – Married

5.       Perenna Kei & Family Age 24 $1.3 Billion - Single

Marry that Girl! Marry that Man! 

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by Atiba Jaweh

Ankara Miami

 "African Fashion" is taking the world by storm. There are more and more designers and more fabrics to play with. You have to love the options and beauty in it.

  Emerging Fashion Designers at the AnkaraMiami event in Florida, USA. February 28, 2016  

Emerging Fashion Designers at the AnkaraMiami event in Florida, USA. February 28, 2016 

Posted on March 1, 2016 .

Amar’e Stoudemire Is Igniting a Fast Break for Emerging Art in the NBA

ARTSY EDITORIAL

BY

MOLLY GOTTSCHALK

FEBRUARY 23, 2016 15:09 PM

Portrait of Amar’e Stoudemire in his Miami home by Gesi Schilling for Artsy.

"If you see a painting out there and you wanna call me, I can give you the 411,” six-time NBA All-Star Amar’e Stoudemire tells me from his Miami mansion, a 14,555-square-foot home filled with run-of-the-mill baller pad fare—a movie theater, a nine-car garage, a game room complete with a wet bar—oh, and a budding art collection.

Stoudemire bought the house in 2011 for a cool $3.7 million following a mega-deal with the New York Knicks, and the following year began to fill it with art. His Instagram account, with some 366,000 followers, is dotted with ’grams of new acquisitions—paintings by up-and-coming artists Devin Troy Strother and Hebru Brantley, a print by Basquiat—and, well, one where he’s taking a bath in red wine post-practice. (His favorite soak? Matarromera Crianza. Don’t worry, he drinks a glass after.)

Currently in his 13th year in the NBA, on a one-year, $1.5 million contract with the Miami Heat, Stoudemire has added curator, art collector, and adviser to his list of many well-styled hats donned. Since his 2003 NBA Rookie of the Year award—he was the first-ever high schooler to receive it—he’s played ball for the Phoenix Suns, the Knicks, the Dallas Mavericks, and the Miami Heat; teamed up with designer Rachel Roy on a sporty women’s fashion line; authored a Scholastic paperback series for middle-schoolers; made a cameo on Law & Order; and played himself as an anxious patient pre-knee surgery in Judd Apatow’s Trainwreck.

Stoudemire’s off-court assists of the art-world sort date back to November 16th, 2007. He was ringing in his 24th birthday at a party in Phoenix, Arizona (then playing for the Suns), when a friend brought over a memorable gift that would spur years of future collecting. What to give a basketball player who has everything? A painting of himself, at a lifesize 6’11”, holding a few of his favorite things: a menorah, a Bible, and, you guessed it, a basketball. “There were a lot of symbols inside the painting that reflected my thoughts, who I am. I loved it,” says Stoudemire, who is “culturally Jewish” and sports a Star of David tattoo on his left thumb. “That was when I started to become more involved in the art world.”

Stoudemire’s cannonball into the art world recalls the center-forward’s similar dive into the world of fashion. “In the beginning, there was a void between the NBA and fashion,” he says. “I was able to take on the fashion world, to create an understanding of fashion in the NBA.” He recalls that after he sat AmericanVogue editor-in-chief Anna Wintour courtside at Madison Square Garden, the two began sharing the front row of fashion shows. “I’m on the board of the Met Gala every year. I was able to intrigue my peers to also get involved in fashion; now you have Russell Westbrook, Dwyane Wade, Chris Bosh, Tyson Chandler, guys that are really taking on fashion.” He adds: “I see the same importance as far as the NBA and art.”

When infiltrating the art world, Stoudemire again played to his strengths. To purchase his first painting in 2012—one of Rob Pruitt’s iconic panda paintings—Stoudemire bypassed the usual gallery opening chitchat or fair fervor, inviting the artist courtside to a Knicks game. “After the game we became friends. He invited my family over to the studio. We painted, we talked, we had coffee,” says Stoudemire. “That’s when I bought my first painting from him. He actually gifted us a few more paintings which was great for us as a family,” he adds. (His oldest daughter is interested in art.)

From there, it was full speed ahead. Stoudemire’s Miami home is filled with some 70 works, including pieces by Pruitt, Warhol, Brantley, and a recently acquired Basquiat (“a brilliant piece and a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for me”). It serves as headquarters of the Melech Collection (“Melech means kingin Hebrew”), his platform to promote emerging artists and bridge the gap between art and professional sports. “As athletes we should look more to art,” he says. “We buy these amazing homes—let’s decorate them with some brilliant art.”

And that means hooking up his friends, too. “I’m actually becoming the curator and dealer for my guys in the NBA,” he says, recalling the time Dallas Mavericks forward Chandler Parsons called him up about the painting by 33-year-old Oklahoma-based painter Robert Peterson he’d spotted on Stoudemire’s Instagram feed. “I was able to speak with the artist and get him a good deal for whatever painting he wanted."

Aside from placing work with fellow players, Stoudemire’s started “In the Paint” (an allusion to basketball’s painted area in front of the basket), where he teams up with emerging artists to set up workshops for underprivileged youth, tasked with choosing between playing ball with Stoudemire or dipping into paint cans. So far he’s worked with artist pals RETNA in L.A. and Brantley in Chicago, each time donating a check to benefit the local space. “The kids enjoy painting, they enjoy basketball, and the artists get press out of it—it’s something that is going to enhance their brand.” And he’s curated a selection of works for Sotheby’s Contemporary Curated auction in March.

“I think what Amar’e is doing is inspiring,” said pal Kasseem “Swizz Beatz” Dean, from whose No Commision Art Fair Stoudemire purchased a Brantley work during December’s Art Basel in Miami Beach week. “Art is for everyone,” Swizz added. “That’s what made me start showcasing more affordable artists, new artists that galleries might never show.” It’s a mission he’s recently furthered with Canon and their The Unknowns Auction, which highlights the works of undiscovered talents and the Dean Collection, his own assemblage of contemporary art. “If more athletes become educated about art and start collecting,” he said, it can only help that effort.

Having doubled the average lifespan of an NBA career, Stoudemire’s new game to hook his teammates up with the hottest emerging artists suggests some pretty alternative post-NBA plans. Sure, there’s coaching, sports broadcasting, or small-business owning (take Karl Malone’s tree-harvesting business in Louisiana, Shawn Kemp’s Seattle sports bar stint, or Tom Chambers’s horse ranch in Utah, for example) but Stoudemire has historically veered from the norm. And while the relentlessly fickle fashion world always looks for the next, hotter star to don their wares, the art world—thus far without significant penetration into the wide world of sports—will no doubt perk to the idea of pro athletes helping to nurture the next wave of emerging artists’ careers.

—Molly Gottschalk

 

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Posted on February 25, 2016 .