Queen Mother Assata explains tapping into her inner African self:
"I had changed a lot and moved to a different beat, felt like a different person. It sounded strange when people called me JoAnne. It really had nothing to do with me. I didnt feel like no JoAnne, or no Negro, or no amerikan.
I felt like an African woman. From the time i picked my hair out in the morning to the time i slipped off to sleep with Mingus in the background, i felt like an African woman and rejoiced in it.
My big, abstract black and white inkblot-looking painting was replaced by paintings of Black people and revolutionary posters. My life became an African life, my surroundings took on an African flavor, my spirit took on an African glow."
Queen Mother Assata Shakur, Autobiography