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  • Where I’ve Been; Where I am; Where I’m Going – Part 2

    Where I’ve Been; Where I am; Where I’m Going – Part 2

    The last time I wrote, I was eager to share some of the recent (read: over the past 2 years) developments in life. I had just completed my first year of my PhD at the University of Virginia’s Mediterranean Art and Archaeology Program. Of course, life got busy and I’ve only now been able to […]

  • Where I’ve Been; Where I am; Where I’m going – Part 1

    Where I’ve Been; Where I am; Where I’m going – Part 1

    Hey, everyone! It’s been a while, hasn’t it? OK! It’s probably been something like 4 years since I last wrote?! Oof. I’m genuinely sorry. The past few years have certainly been a lot. There were some ups and downs (and it certainly felt like more “downs” than “ups”). Amidst all of that, I really didn’t […]

  • Rome is Home

    Rome is Home

    When I returned from the 2017 summer field season, I was riding high on optimism for my archaeological career but running on fumes for money. Very fortunately, though, the stars aligned and offered me not one but two promotions in about a month’s time, providing me the means to stabilize my finances. Since this is […]

  • An Island Called Cyprus

    An Island Called Cyprus

    The last 6 months of my life have been a roller-coaster; my physical, mental, and emotional state have hit some new highs and new lows. Without getting into details, that’s my best excuse for the epic delay in concluding my chronicle of last summer’s field season. I’ll be slowly making some changes to The Starving […]

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In this semester's edition of "holy sh!t, I can just take this from the library?!" : A casual 2 volume travel narrative to Egypt and the "Holy Land" from 1855! A wet, grey, chilly day seemed appropriate for the #mood yesterday here at UVA. Much love and admiration to these members of this community. In case it's a mystery to anyone, being black at UVa and in Charlottesville is a whole range of often less-than-pleasant experiences and emotions, many of which I'm familiar with as a black and biracial grad student here.