Painting silhouette collarge 

Painting silhouette collarge 

Today me and my lil one are creating mixed media collarge using a number of art medias. I really enjoy being able to wake up and create whatever is possible.

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So my son is a 2-year-old and he is sooo forward in his concentration and creativity. I encourage this in him because the sky is not the limit and if he is interested in something that will not be detrimental to his health and good for his mind I will allow him to read to draw to pain to see graffiti or live arts. I feel that it is important the youth of today to have a broader mind, Especially now that technology and other things are replacing alot of traditional learning and games.

Since the start of the year 

Since the start of the year 

I have been rubbing shoulders with like awesome amazing people. I’m not one to boast but when it’s over I can and will. So I took part in a commission research programme and event exhibition on the black arts movement based in the UK. This was led by Barbe Asante a artist Educator and curator. To be able to be apart of something exciting for me I am a humble modest person but fully take the opportunities available to me serious. Working with Barby was very interesting as the knowledge she had and how she listened to us and how we learnt new skills made me take myself a little more serious.

 http://www.nae.org.uk/event/a-creative-gathering/465 

http://www.peckhamplatform.com/artists/barby-asante

Looking at my reality 

Looking at my reality 

I have engaged in Art projects around Nottingham and willing to push further out into the East Midlands region. My art form personally is poetry and jewellery design but I can see myself being more of a mixed visual experimental artist. I have a wider outstanding experience in the industry I have always wanted to be a part of. I have had academic set backs during school and college due to my dyslexia that was diagnosed in university and English and maths academia. If I was to go back through the system I would ask the teacher certain questions but I understand that they are working to live and the school is only standing on passing grades but most things they teach has nothing to do with life skills. Our kids bust their brains learning things that will never help them get a job or how to be confident. Children are taught how to be quite. For convenience of others. Children are not supposed to be that quiet. They are meant to be what their age is. They are quickly suppressed then we get suicidal, secretive angry teenagers who have been told to shut up and respect the orders. How are they supposed to repect when respect has not been shown. It’s frustrating that I feel a lot freer now. The people who have respect for me and my work or help I would never imagine in a hundred years. I believe that a child should grasp as much of the world as it’s mind can digest the school system does not make the minds eat real knowledge. It forces paper and rules down their mouth. Rules are OK as long as they don’t demean the person. 

Why I love art

Why I love art

I love art because it has its own meaning storey versus titles. It has a voice that dose not always need to speak. It has a natural form when loving art becomes the reality of life that you are able to see in between forms. It is like the shadow that I tried to ignor

as if art is just art like just a painting a child has drawn

As if art is just art something that had no fort of

its but a paper thats torn.

As if arts just something to stare at that has no meaning at

all.

No

Art to me is something that I am made of

its not a thing though its more

an organ connected to the bloodstreams in

my body

it is like a connective character in the sentence

which makes it longer than using only 5 words.

Its another world that is behind the words

on the paper that I have to squint because

I forgot my specs

it’s but a force that erupts inside of me

sparks a light bulb on my head top

and I can use it whenever I need to

it’s free to me because my mind is engulfed in my

own meaning and feelings.

it is indescribable unless you

are inside my mind.

its the voice of the ancestors living through

me subconsciously

 

 

Workshop weekend

Workshop weekend

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Are you a commoner ? Sataurday the 26th of November I will be running my second workshop but my first jewellery making workshop. I will be doing some basic wood bead dyeing and staining to 3 hour lessons. I will be doing a demonstration using stains made with rusty nails and different vinagers. Also natural paints mixing natural teas and vegitable/fruite powders mixed with Kaoline clay. I am very excited forwhat the future has for me although I am new to workshop facilitating I am in progression. 
Poetry

Poetry

I tried so hard to look like someone

that didn’t look like me in the mirror.

The mirror constantly reminded me

that no matter how you act, to change

whilst you’re not standing, in the mirror

you will always remain

who you are first.

The more you change the more you

forget

your identity.

Whilst you are trying hard to

change into someone else.

There is someone out there

that aspires to be who you are,

but no you want to change the very thing

that is unique to you.