The Trove: Erin Robinson

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With schoolgirls in Banda Village, Rwanda.
Erin Robinson loves summer thunderstorms and she got one as we chatted in her childhood home in Washington, DC over the July Fourth weekend, her sweeping gestures and sound effects underscored by the distant thunder and gentle rain. We noshed on fresh fruit and spoke of mutual travel glories: the spirit-lift from burning the Mexican tree resin Copal; houseboating in Kerala and bonding with rescued baby elephants. Her lovely mom Dianne played with Erin’s three-year-old niece Madison; her hospitable dad Harry made it back just before the rains after a round of golf. “We moved to this house when I was in first grade,” she says of the Tudor where she and sisters Kia and Leigh were raised. “I love the neighborhood we grew up in. All the kids would play dodge ball or foursquare or freeze tag and when the sun set we knew it was time to go home. I’d say 70% of the friends I have today are people I grew up with.” The Robinsons of Shepherd Park: Harry, Erin, Dianne, Kia Winlock and Leigh Warfield. When she wasn’t outside playing she was inside creating. From the age of two-and-half, her mom says “she would just sit and draw.” Erin recalls making shoes for her younger sisters out of the cardboard inserts from her father’s laundered dress shirts. “I would trace their feet for the soles, put labels in them and punch holes in the tops to lace them with ribbon. I was about eleven.” She declared she wanted to be a fashion designer, an illustrator or, like many children, a veterinarian. Her grandmother sent her to the Corcoran School of Art for Saturday classes from seventh to ninth grades. By high school veterinary science wasn’t a thought. “I had the Beverly Johnsons and Imans, the Gia Carangis and Janice Dickinsons pasted on my walls. I was obsessed with the movie Fame, saw it about 5 times. I really wanted to go to Duke Ellington School of the Arts but my parents thought I was going to be dancing on the lunch room tables, so I got sent to the nuns at Academy of the Holy Names instead. Upon graduation, Grandma once again advocated for her as an artist, sending her to Parsons School of Design in Paris for the summer. “I lived in the dorm and took illustration with Albert Elia, one of my favorite teachers.  I excelled in it. It was amazing.” Erin is ever grateful to her grandmother who passed away just days after she returned. She attended her father’s alma mater, Howard University, where he has held the posts of Vice President of the University as well as Dean and Professor of Urban Design in the School of Architecture and Planning. Her parents may have been cautious in their schooling preferences, but as Erin says “they were insanely nurturing. Markers, papers, triangles, whatever I needed,they provided.” That included a summer program the following year at Parsons in New York, where she’d wanted to live since she was nine. Deciding that Howard wasn’t the place for her, she set her sights on attending Parsons full time. “I was thrilled when I got that acceptance letter!” she exclaims. She lived with relatives on the Upper West Side and eventually moved with a roommate to a tiny apartment on Waverly and Perry in Greenwich Village. “It was a four-story walk-up, I had a fold-out chair bed and a little half-refrigerator and we thought, This is fantastic! ” She would then establish a long relationship with the great borough of Brooklyn where we met long ago through our dear friend Barb Chennault. Erin’s professional foray into fashion was designing sweaters for the Jaclyn Smith Collection, a Kmart property. Over a storied career with stints at the likes of Kikit and Abercrombie & Fitch among others she came full circle to become the vice-president of the baby division of Kmart/Sears Holdings, Inc.
With an eye on costume design, she decided to move to Los Angeles in 1992. “When you’re in your twenties you’re fearless, I didn’t have a pot to piss in, but I was going,” she says. Armed with optimism and a $500 parental subsidy, off she went. Soon after, she secured a job building costumes on the popular sketch comedy In Living Color where Barb worked in the wardrobe department.
From Fire Marshall Bill to Wanda, making costumes there “was like Halloween arts and crafts, ” she recalls. ” I mean it wasn’t couture, it was more like where’s the stapler? Hot glue gun? Maybe a couple of stitches?’ she laughs. “It was a career highlight, that job. I am still very close to the people I met there. There was a very small black wardrobe community in LA, we’d always look out for each other. The hours were crazy, but it was a blast! She left behind the grind of TV/film production to return to New York where she began her career in childrenswear with Baby Gap. Why kidswear? “Women’s is so nit-picky with 5 million different opinions,” she says. “Baby is sweet, cute, a lot of fun. You don’t have to be so serious.” That doesn’t mean she didn’t work hard. “I worked my behind off. It exposed me not only to some amazing, talented people but also to travel: Hong Kong, Europe and Tokyo.” During her seven-year tenure she designed newborn as well, but managerial differences sent her packing, at least temporarily, to fervent freelancing and traveling.  “I was hustling. I was like you’re gonna work this then you’re gonna get on an airplane.” Hired to revamp the Kmart brand, former Gap Executive Vice President Lisa Schultz tapped Erin to update the baby division. They literally did from the ground up out of Lisa’s apartment until the Midwest-based company secured New York offices. “It gave me this opportunity to utilize all my skills. It was insane at times but so creative. I’m proud of what we established.”

Beckoned by the bay.

As the business grew, so did corporate intervention. “I felt myself getting swallowed up, like I was drowning there and I just needed a change.” While in Hawaii for a wedding, she saw people cliff jumping in Waimea Bay and decided to go for it. She fretted a bit but found encouragement in the voices of kids shouting “lady, don’t look down, just jump.” She did. “It was like a cleansing, a baptism. When I surfaced I was on an adrenaline high and I set a date in my head and a plan in motion: this time next year you are going to be out.”

“My home is special to me, it is my sanctuary, It took me a long time to get it just as I liked it.”  But she packed up her life, gave up her space, and lived out of bags as she plotted her sabbatical to decompress, refuel and serve– perhaps in the Congo. She remembers sharing her plan with her mother. “My mom is really strong, protective and stoic. The look I saw in her face –the fear– broke my heart, but ultimately she offered her complete support.” Her father didn’t take to the idea as easily but once he came around he jumped into action suggesting items for her pack. “I actually found it quite comical and endearing. He made sure I was set and “saw me off at the airport with my little orange backpack.” Banda Village, Nyungwe Rainforest. She flew into Kigali, capital of genocide-ravaged Rwanda. “You feel the veil of heaviness of what took place. It’s hard to come across anyone that was not affected in some way.” Thwarted by advisories to stay out of the region, her plan to serve in the DRC was reconfigured to join Peace Corps workers by volunteering with Kageno.org in Banda Village. Walking through town. Aware of and grateful for her life’s privilege she wanted to somehow give back and as an African American woman to dispel the notion of the white savior. With her light complexion and green eyes the villagers called her mzungu— white person. For a girl raised in 1970’s Chocolate City, to be considered anything other than black took her aback. “Nitwa Erin,” my name is Erin, she asserted. Sustenance. During her stay, she assisted in any way she could from serving nutrient-rich Susomna to the malnourished children to painting illustrations of vocabulary words on the walls of the schoolroom. As she painted she played Brazilian music, a Pied Piper’s call to a quartet of young village girls, who came and doodled on the blackboard as she worked. Moved by the rhythm, their tiny hips started to sway. Erin will never forget the children’s stories of survival, like that of eight-year-old miracle, Rebecca. The back of her head is deeply scarred from a long-ago baboon attack. She’d been in the fields with her older siblings when aggressive baboons descended from the forest. Frightened, her siblings ran to get their parents, leaving the three-year-old behind. When they returned to the scene, Rebecca was gone. The beasts had carried her off, mauled her and left her for dead. It’s incredible that she survived and that her parents were able to find her. Of her new friends Erin says, “I want them to know I care, that it wasn’t a one-shot deal.”  She plans to return with clothing, necessities and prints of the many beautiful images she snapped. Bandan beauty. Heading north to the Virungas, a cluster of volcanoes bordering Rwanda, Uganda and the DRC, the trek was literally and figuratively breathtaking. The high altitude left Erin breathless as did the incredible vistas and the origin of the Nile. “We hung out with the gorillas– the original fam. They were picking and scratching and farting,” she chuckles. Up Virunga Mountain. Next stop, Nairobi, Kenya where she visited the animal orphanages, getting up close and personal with the endangered monkeys, giraffes, cheetahs and elephants. She then went to neighboring Kibera, originally developed by the British as a forest settlement for Nubian soldiers returning home after service in World War I. Today the impoverished residents live in squalid conditions. As Erin’s guide led her through the muck and filth to the slum’s center, she felt afraid for the first time on her trip.  He sensed her fear, looked at her very directly and said “Don’t be scared. We are not criminals, we are just very, very poor.” She was deeply moved and tried to hide her tears.  “Will you come back? “ he asked.  He found something on the ground to write down an email address.  She’s since written but received no reply. One of the many beautiful children of Kibera. From the motherland to Indonesia, the leg of her journey designed to “get balanced again… Bali is spiritual, so beautiful it’s ridiculous.” She began each day in meditation; on Mondays and Saturdays she took life drawing classes, something she hadn’t done since her Parsons days and she spent her first ever Christmas away from her family. “I stayed a month, but I could live there,” she says dreamily. In Bali, I cared for myself inside and out. I had an aura and I truly felt beautiful.” A morning prayer; a beautiful drawing. She left the calm for the cacophony of Delhi, teeming with people, livestock, dust and risky driving. “India is where I confronted myself and it was hard. A Delhi wedding. “They party!” She was glad to connect with her friend, travel writer Jonathan Yevin who traverses the globe with all he needs tucked into the pockets of his cargo pants. They took the no-frills option from Delhi to Agra, the second-class train, made the requisite pilgrimage to the Taj Mahal and were invited to the nearby ultra-luxe hotel Oberoi Amarvilas for a tour and lunch. “ So we walked into the Oberoi, these two little raggedy vagabonds.” As at the Taj, there was a glaring juxtaposition of opulent beauty within the gates and extreme poverty just outside. Jonathan and Erin auto-rickshaw through Agra. A Brahman bull and petals at the feet of Ganesh at the Taj Mahal. In Jaipur, she felt a surge of creative energy. “It inspired me. Between the gold leaf and the textures and the walls, I designed a line of dresses. Jaipuri adornment on walls, domes even the camels. On the backwaters of the southern state of Kerala, home of “the nicest people ever,” she and a friend rented a houseboat under the palms as everyone back home in the eastern US was inundated with snow. Glimpses of Kerala. At the start of her adventure some questioned the wisdom of giving up her VP gig and fabulous two bedroom loft with Dad’s Eames chair, but the universe rewards the courageous. She’s returned to the team she loves at Sears Holdings and soon moves into a new apartment in the same beloved Brooklyn loft building…but with a firm commitment to giving back. Her Gemini twin selves seek beauty in the ethereal and the earthly, bound in loving sentiment by both. Here’s a look into some of the things she holds dear:  1. Daydreaming. “Anyone who knows me knows that I love to daydream.” The daydreamer and her untitled painting. 2. G10 Camera. An avid photographer and sentimental documentarian of life experience, she is seldom without it. The Canon Power Shot G10. 3. Tulum. It has become an annual ritual to visit the pristine beaches of the Yucatán peninsula for her late spring birthday or new year retreat. She looks forward to seeing the friends she’s made at Sueños Tulum, the eco-friendly Mexican resort. 4. Bali Rituals.  Fueling her pre-existing “incense junkieness,” she took on the clarifying morning practices. “They get up in the morning, gather the frangipani, the plumeria and they offer something to their gods whether it’s a Ritz cracker or a cigarette. And they light the incense and meditate with the Buddhas and the Lakshmis…” Aromatic, personal, spiritual. 5. Fragrant Florals. Her favorites are peony, tuberose and lilac. She tries to buy herself flowers once a week. She enjoys making her own arrangements.

6. Browsing Interior Magazines. Elle Decoration UK, Living etc. and the decor8 blog, Love these!” For inspiration…

7. Sasha Dolls. Introduced in the 1960’s by Swiss artist Sasha Morgenthaler, the dolls were intended to depict a universal image of childhood. Dianne Robinson made certain that her girls played with dolls of varying skin tones, not just the blonde, blue-eyed offerings that lined most shelves at that time. Now collectible, the dolls can be found through sources like Ebay. Cora; and Palila from Allegro Melody Art Dolls.

8. My Mayan and Aztec Calender Necklaces.  “I like having the sun close to my heart.”

You rarely see her without one of the two.

9. My Sketch Books. Repositories of her incredible talent, they hold her inspirations, her imaginings and creative intentions.

The fruits of her Jaipur musings.

10. Daddy and Me at Dulles.  One of a couple of treasured photos with her Vietnam-bound father. “I look at that photo and thank the creator for the opportunity to experience my father and have him nurture me to who I am today.  I don’t have to make up stories or daydream about who he was because he came home.”

First Lieutenant Harry G. Robinson III returned from Vietnam with a Bronze Star and a Purple Heart to raise a beautiful family with wife Dianne and establish a long and illustrious career.

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70 Responses

  1. What a wonderful, inspiring, uplifting story on Ms. Robinson! Her artistry and travels are so amazing!! I’ve re-read this post twice already!!

    • Thanks Renaldo!

    • Thank you Renaldo…I’m always happy to inspire.I must say reading your story was inspiring as well.One of my favorite shops in the BK!

  2. What a beautiful story of a beautiful young woman! Her family is the “American Family” of love, hard work, achievement, and giving back. Keep it up Erin!
    Gloria Sulton

    • Thanks for commenting!

    • Thank you Gloria, What a wonderful surprise to see your comment! Thank you so much for the Love! x

  3. beautiful …

    • Thanks Richard!

  4. Beautiful and Inspiring.

    • Thanks for commenting Dan.

  5. A true Adventure. Suitable for framing. The Canon camera is a great companion. The people and scenes captured are memorable.

    • Thanks for your comment. Jan

  6. Thanks Sharon for sharing Erin’s exciting life and beautiful story. It is inspiring! I’m at an advantage, realizing her beauty, talent, grace and light long ago, sharing a friendship with her that has surpassed the test of time. She’s my ACE! I’m proud of her bravery and selflessness and desire to live life with zest and adventure.

    • Thanks Barbie Barb!

    • Thanks Barbie! I love my Ace!

  7. yaaaay, erin! thanks for this beautiful story of our dear friend. 🙂

    joy!

    eisa

    • Thanks Eisa!

      • thank you eisa bear!

  8. There is a song that comes to mind after reading many of your Troves’…..”OOH YES I GOTTA A LOTTA LIVIN’ TO DO”
    Your Blogumentaries inspire me to be just a little more adventurous.
    Thanks Sharon and Erin!

    • Thanks Cassandra!

    • always happy to inspire!!

  9. PS yes the girls dancing is hilarious and I enjoyed every second of it.

  10. Thank you for sharing Erin’s story…beautiful.

    • Thank you, Pascale!

  11. Please tell Erin about this community in India that may just be the right fit for her next adventure or life course http://www.auroville.org/
    CHERYL R. RILEY

    • Wonderful! Thanks Cheryl

    • Thank you Cheryl! Going to check out now 🙂

  12. Lovely, LOVELY share!
    (knocks dust off of my passport)

    • Thanks Kellie!

  13. Fantastic, Sharon and Erin! Love your blog!

    Hope to see you one day soon. Narvie

    • Thanks Narvie! Yes we are overdue…

  14. Even though I know this story well and was full of apprehension, I loved reading every word of it and reliving Erin’s odyssey.There was always determination and grit under that gentle exterior. I am happy that you followed your convictions and can hardly wait to hear about part II. Thanks Sharon for telling Erin’s tale.

    • Thank you so much, Mrs. Robinson for commenting and for your hospitality. It was great meeting you!

    • thank you mom!i look forward to part 2 as well!! watch out! x

  15. YAY!! I AM ONE OF THE 70% LOL- what a great life Erin so happy i was/am part of it. I am still bragging to anyone who will listen about your round the world antics! Sharon the pendulum does it again. This was so great to read. a great reminder of the great time/place in which we were raised. YOU ARE BOTH SO INSPIRING – LOVE YOU HOMIES.

    • Awwww…love you too E and you are just as inspiring

    • dc love all up in here!! xoxoxo

  16. Erin,
    What a lovely journey…a rendition of eat, pray, love…
    Thanks to your dad for sharing this.
    BGLaurie

    • Thanks for commenting.

      • thank you barbara!

  17. What a beautiful piece on a family relative I had the pleasure of meeting this past spring at a family gathering. I am inspired by your selfless generosity towards others.

    • Thanks for commenting Jacques.

    • thank you,thank you!

  18. Erin and Sharon…you are two black girls who effin ROCK! Sharon, you have documented Erin’s journey magnificently. I was reading and thinking, is that my Erin. Yep, It is. Keep on rocking ladies. I’m impressed and inspired by you both.

    Valerie

  19. What a fantastically written story about Erin! And what a beautiful lady Miss Erin is indeed. What a colorful life and beautiful family. Keep on rockin doll! ~tori

    • Thanks Tori!

  20. I really am at a loss for words to express how this article about you and your wonderful adventure made me feel, Inspired, Proud, Moved, Hopeful and most of all that I know and love this wonderful person. I also let one of my co-workers read your story because of course I’m proud and just wanted to share. She said it brought her to tears and she wants to convey her feelings so I sent her the link. I also want to let the author now that she wrote the piece beautifully and I believe she captured my niece perfectly.

    • Thank you so much for your comment. I am happy to hear that I’ve captured her well.

  21. What a lovely piece! Hi Erin your sketches for the line of dresses look great! Are they in production. I would love to see more

    • Thanks for commenting Gemini.

    • its still a work in progress….that trip opened up my dormant creative portal! if all goes my way…you will definitely see more hopefully very soon! thanks for support and encouragement!

  22. Erin, such a beautiful and inspiring story. Even though we’ve never met I can tell you are a great person and have a wonderful spirit. You continue to give of yourself and expect nothing in return. We need more Erin’s in the world!

    • Thanks for your comment, Courtney.

  23. Courtney thank you so much for that sweet comment…you bout made me cry…actually you did! Im so pleased that my story can inspire…my heart runneth over! thank you,thank you!

  24. Erin… Simply You Rock! Of course I miss you and all the wonderful memories, friendships and good times during our In Living Color days! I truly enjoyed reading your most inspiring travels & tribulations! Thank you for sharing!

    Eric

    • Thanks for commenting Eric!

    • ericccccccc!! thank you and i miss you too!

  25. Lindisimo and a really great inspiration for young black women in this country. I am passing it on to my daughter and granddaugther.

    • thank you martha!! it makes me so happy that i’ve been able to inspire many! x

  26. This is a beautifully written piece Sharon on the many talents of the extraordinarily stunning Erin and her adventures. Loved all the pictures and so honored to know her. Love the blog Sharon. Amazing!

    • Thanks Elsa!

    • thank you elsa!!

  27. Dearest Erin
    I found this site as some might say accidently, however I believe in Devine Intervention. I was so moved while reading your story and viewing your work. You are a very talented lady, I wish you all the best in all you do, it warms my heart to see and find younger people who grasp the concept of giving back especially to those who most people overlook, underserve or just plain ignore.
    Your work shows that you were raised well by loving parents and grandparents who saw something in you that they were willing to invest in. God Bless them and you.

    Tara Walker-Mixon

    • Tara thank you for such kind words:) I am touched.I’m always happy when I can move or inspire someone. That was a life changing journey. It’s deep in my heart to do good and give back.

      • Dear Erin,
        You are more than welcome, I wish all of God’s Blessings on you and your family. Look forward to hearing from you again.

        Sincerly

        Tara

  28. WOW Erin, this is sooo exciting. Wishing you the best of luck!
    Heather

  29. Hello Erin. This is Paul Smith, briefly an art director at Carters. I’ve always wondered what happened to you after our brief meeting. So happy to see all you’ve done Erin. Drop me a line sometime. freelancepaul@hotmail.com

    • Thanks Paul view Erin’s update at inthetrove.com

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