An Hour with Adriana Green
Hang in there with this one. I don’t know how to write about Adriana without going in deep. She is one of the fiercely brightest people I have ever known. Just talking to her makes me feel smarter, like honored that she considers me worthy of having discussion with.I say that with complete deference. I mean, I know I am pretty intelligent, but I don’t really feel smart enough to hold a scholarly conversation with her. Not really. But I am perfectly alright with that and hell yes I’ll engage every time, because I know I’m learning something. Like what in the hell is Afrofuturism? Striking is what comes to mind when I think of my first impression of Adriana. Striking, observant and present. Our first encounter was at a staff retreat when I first moved to Richmond and was a newly employed teaching artist with SPARC (School of the Performing Arts in the Richmond Community). We sat in the living room of a massively posh home off River Road in the West End surrounded by my other new co