#alpha bruton

Alpha Bruton is an artist who attended the July 8 WE SAY "NO MORE !" benefit. She made the following comments about the significance of the evening and then posted her own words to her blog: "I didn’t expect for things to be so heavy. I know about the societal issues that are going on, but as the night unfolded I think that everyone had a voice to speak on what was going on. I think that set the pulse for the revolution. I just came from a great art exchange in Maryland, I was there last week, and the artists there were doing the same thing, exchanging how they are dealing with the 99 percent and Occupy. I was there for my project that I am doing, "Critical Currency—Words to Live By." And I’m doing a Yard Sign project with other artists. I’m going to use the words that I heard here tonight. I wrote some of the words down that the poets were using onstage, and I’m gonna use them as part of my signage project. I’m going to blog on our blogspot what happened here tonight. Some of the words that struck me were—well, first of all, it was the musician that started the evening , I wrote down his script and how he talked why he wrote those songs and their history, you know, when the Polish revolted, and those things. So I just chose words that they were saying, some of the poets—I just chose some of their words and some of their topics, so I could use those as positive affirmations of what we need to do. And that’s what the signs are going to do. We’re going to use the signs during an arists month. I’ll repurpose them and put them out on the landscape." This artist then went ahead and posted the following on her blog with a clickable link from the words WE SAY "NO MORE!" to the Chicago Revolution Books blog with more information about the BA Bus Tours and BAE Campaign: "On Sunday I was invited to this event "We SAY "NO MORE"... It was very heavy for me, but it was a reason the universe took me there. Last week my oldest sister lost her grandson who was twenty, my nephew lost his first born, he was buried on Friday July 6th. He was shot in the back, while his younger 19 year old brother watched him bleed out. Gang, retaliation, girlfriend, words, he was lost, and caught up in the streets, born to two teenage parents, and buried by a Muslim tribe in Madera, California, he had joined only two weeks before the incident. My sister raised him Christian, but his body now points to Mecca, a land he will never see. Is this his obituary? No just a summation of his life at its end, not the twenty years in the heart of his grandmother, father, uncle, aunties, brothers, sister, and his 5 month old baby girl who will never know her father just of him."