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Toni Morrison

Marguerite Hemmings is surrounded by green trees and grass, pictured mid-air, as if descending to the ground head-first. One arm is outstretched to break the fall while the other arm is bent around their head, and their feet have kicked up the sand behind them.
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Caitlin Green

Uninhibited, Hemmings generates an electrifying presence, channeling vitality and rupture.

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Ellen Miller

In "flooding is what they call it," a loud call compels us to reflect.