Black artists on my radar (and where to see work in LA)

From prints to originals, plus where to go in person

When we were growing up, Black History Month was the only thing February really held in a prominent way (apart from the joy of candy hearts on Valentine’s Day and the Super Bowl). With all the noise today, it’s hard to keep track of any moment, which made me think about how easily “history” gets flattened if we’re not intentional about what we’re actual…