Nikki Giovanni Immersive Experience
Combining Nikki Giovanni’s poetry (as recorded by Giovanni at different times in her life) with audio soundscapes and motion graphic projections, this interdisciplinary collaboration between a composer, designers, literary experts, embodied performance artists, and creative technologists converges to create a multi-sensory experience. Each 3-walled projection aims to capture the essence of Giovanni's poetry, drawing inspiration from its themes, imagery, and rhythmic cadence. Additionally, we utilized the library's motion capture studios to collaborate with faculty (and, in the future, students) from the School of Performing Arts in developing visual avatars that appear in the final motion graphic works. Attendees had the opportunity to engage with the art on a deeper level, allowing themselves to be enveloped by the interplay of sight and sound, word, and image.
On June 8, 2025, in conjunction with the Black Love Is Black Wealth memorial event in Giovanni’s honor, we held our beta launch of the project, during which we installed Ego Tripping and Nikki-Rosa. We are currently working on developing several other poems into an immersive format.
For the first phase of the project, I served as Project Manager, developed the motion graphics for Ego Tripping, and created the opening of Nikki-Rosa and assisted with the animations. Charles Nichols created the music. Trevor Finney did the motion capture and renderings and helped in the development of visuals. Brittney Harris created the embodied movement work and created audio montages of Nikki Giovanni recording her poetry over the years. Gena Chandler helped in the selection and interpretation of poems. Student, Demetrya Dye, developed the visual materials and early animations for Nikki-Rosa and regularly met with the creative team.
And special thanks to Nikki Giovanni and Virginia (Ginney) Fowler for granting us permission to do this project. We will be forever grateful for this opportunity to explore Giovanni’s work in this immersive way.

Ego Tripping
(there may be a reason why)
by Nikki Giovanni
I was born in the congo
I walked to the fertile crescent and built
the sphinx
I designed a pyramid so tough that a star
that only glows every one hundred years falls
into the center giving divine perfect light
I am bad
I sat on the throne
drinking nectar with allah
I got hot and sent an ice age to europe
to cool my thirst
My oldest daughter is nefertiti
the tears from my birth pains
created the nile
I am a beautiful woman
I gazed on the forest and burned
out the sahara desert
with a packet of goat’s meat
and a change of clothes
I crossed it in two hours
I am a gazelle so swift
so swift you can’t catch me
For a birthday present when he was three
I gave my son hannibal an elephant
He gave me rome for mother’s day
My strength flows ever on
My son noah built new/ark and
I stood proudly at the helm
as we sailed on a soft summer day
I turned myself into myself and was
jesus
men intone my loving name
All praises All praises
I am the one who would save
I sowed diamonds in my back yard
My bowels deliver uranium
the filings from my fingernails are
semi-precious jewels
On a trip north
I caught a cold and blew
My nose giving oil to the arab world
I am so hip even my errors are correct
I sailed west to reach east and had to round off
the earth as I went
The hair from my head thinned and gold was laid
across three continents
I am so perfect so divine so ethereal so surreal
I cannot be comprehended
except by my permission
I mean . . . I . . . can fly
like a bird in the sky . . .

Nikki-Rosa
by Nikki Giovanni
childhood remembrances are always a drag
if you’re Black
you always remember things like living in Woodlawn
with no inside toilet
and if you become famous or something
they never talk about how happy you were to have
your mother
all to yourself and
how good the water felt when you got your bath
from one of those
big tubs that folk in chicago barbecue in
and somehow when you talk about home
it never gets across how much you
understood their feelings
as the whole family attended meetings about Hollydale
and even though you remember
your biographers never understand
your father’s pain as he sells his stock
and another dream goes
And though you’re poor it isn’t poverty that
concerns you
and though they fought a lot
it isn’t your father’s drinking that makes any difference
but only that everybody is together and you
and your sister have happy birthdays and very good
Christmases
and I really hope no white person ever has cause
to write about me
because they never understand
Black love is Black wealth and they’ll
probably talk about my hard childhood
and never understand that
all the while I was quite happy
Brittney Harris’s embodied movement for Ego Tripping
Trevor Finney’s motion capture of Brittney Harris’s performance
