Last week, I took my 4-yo daughter to the Phillips Collection to see Jacob Lawrence's masterpiece, The Migration of the Negro. It turned out to be the last day of the exhibition where the entire 60-panel series was on view. [MoMA owns the even-numbered paintings, the Phillips owns the odd-numbered ones.]
We've grown familiar seeing it all together this summer, but in the crowded gallery, as I read the caption on each panel and held the kid up so she could see, I couldn't help but choke up when I got to the end, the culmination of The Great Migration, where millions of citizens fled the vestiges of the Civil War--poverty, discrimination, injustice, and violence--for an opportunity to work, go to school, raise their families--and to vote.
