Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor

There we were, standing in front of Fredrick Douglass. He stood majestic in bronze. We were stunned by his hair, his facial structure, his arm grip, his legs, his whole being. I wondered out loud who could have made these and for how long and with what materials. The universe heard me and said, look, there he is, the one I’m truly proud to call my own. I have since continued to wonder out loud and I hope the universe continues to answer. 

“Weitzman’s Frederick Douglas statue truly embodies everything he tries to portray through his work. It is an emblem of history and hope, and inspires hundreds of thousands in its new place in the Capitol Building. “It has beauty; it has significance; it’s meaningful…and hopefully. Maybe, it touches people. At the very least, that is what I would hope for in my work. That whatever it is that I sense about somebody, someplace, something…that somehow, through my expressing it, in any number of ways that I can do it, that it can be made real and whole, and in doing that, it somehow touches people.”