He’S LooKiNG DoWN

ONE HEART

12″ x 24″ Mixed Media on Omega Bond

 

Even though he is gone, he is there and you have the memories. One love. He is the one who taught you about life, love and how to sing. One Heart. Though these days are tough and the nights are long he left you with the gift of song. Let’s get together. You will get back up, you will rise above and sing again your songs of love. And feel all right. One love, one heart. Let’s get together and feel all right. He is in your heart, he is looking down. He is smiling at you, so lift your frown. You make him proud when he hears your sound. So sing it loud up to his cloud. You will get by. One love. You are strong. One heart. Write one for him and sing that song… One Love… One Family… One Heart…

CaN’T BeLieVe

THRU THE FIELDS

18″ x 30″ Mixed Media on Wood

 

Pulled up with a sense of urgency. Making the situation feel like an emergency.  But what I couldn’t see wasn’t hurting me. You telling me is actually you acting selfishly. Cuz if I didn’t know ‘n’ kept living normally. I’d still love you ‘n’ you’d still be coming home to me. But now I see thru the fields of your misery. I know that you ‘n’ me were never meant to be. Now I’m free to be who I am supposed to be. But the memory of you keeps on haunting me. Don’t know if this kind of freedom is the kind I thought I’d need. Can’t believe that you’re the one who did this to me. Can’t believe the color that my heart can bleed. Can’t believe we won’t be creating memories. Can’t believe… can’t believe you…

CoRNeRS oF DaRKNeSS

DEEP BLACK

10″ x 18″ Mixed Media on Wood

 

A darkness in your beauty. An innocence to your thoughts. Your heart taken for granted. For you it wasn’t just for fun. It wasn’t just a night in life. Meaning was there in the corner of your mind. Your heart fluttering as he walked out the door. Would it have been the same if you knew he was never coming back? Would you have given him another chance? Forgiven in your heart… he is sorry.

RaSTa WaY

RASTA ALL DANCE

16″ x 20″ Mixed Media on Canvas

 

Ratsa all dance to de positive vibe. Bangin’ on de drum feel de beat feel alive. Roll a little something ‘n’ pass it to ya friend. Pull it up from de ground, get it out de garden. Only put inna de body de food dat mek ’em feel good. Treat it like a temple, like ya know ya should. Be a good man to ya bredren, to ya sistren, to everyone dat ya see. Cuz ya know dat we all part of de same family. Give thanks, give praises up to de Most High. In de name of de father Haile Selassi I.

HoVa WiTH TWiST

THIS BIRCH

10″ x 24″ Mixed Media on Wood

 

(Birch) Sisters get respect, birches get what they deserve. Sisters work hard, birches work your nerves. Sisters hold you down, birches hold you up. Sisters help you progress, birches will slow you up. Sisters cook up a meal, play their role with the kids. Birches in street with their nose in your biz. Sisters tell the truth, birches tell lies. Sisters drive cars, birches wanna ride. Sisters give-up the a**, birches give-up the a**. Sisters do it slow, birches do it fast. Sisters do their dirt outside of where they live. Birches have ni**as all up in your crib. Sisters tell you quick “you better check your homie”. Birches don’t give a f**k, they wanna check for your homie. Sisters love Jay cuz they know how ‘Hov is. I love my sisters, I don’t love no birch.  Bi(r)ches & Sisters ~ JAY Z

WHaT iS iT?

O BOY

11″ x 13″ Mixed Media on Wood

 

What are you guys looking at? Oh boy, I never thought I’d see one of those in person. Is it for real? Where did it come from? How did it get here? I have no clue, but it’s here. What should we do with it? What are you supposed to do with it? I’m not really sure, I’ve never used one before. Should we call someone? No, don’t call anyone. No one else should know about this. Oh boy, I don’t know. I don’t know if I can handle this. I gotta go…

FRee YouRSeLF

FREEDUMB

18″ x 24″ Mixed Media on Acrylic

 

Do we really have freedom? Are we just free to be dumb? Gasoline, mortgages and phone bills are the new shackles around our feet. Do we really have freedom? We need passports to cross invisible lines on land. We need to be sick to smoke the medicine provided by a plant. Do we really have freedom? It’s still not legal for two people who are deeply, truly, madly in love to get married in certain states. People are still not getting paid what they deserve cause the color of their face. Is this what freedom is? We are trapped by our bills, our jobs, our fears. You are free to be dumb. Emancipate yourselves from material and mental slavery. Only then will you truly be free…

oPeN FiReD oN

AMBUSHED

10″ x 10″ Mixed Media on Paper

 

See them fighting for power. But they know not the hour. So they bribing with their guns, spare-parts and money. Trying to belittle our integrity now. They say what we know is just what they teach us. And we’re so ignorant ’cause every time they can reach us. Through political strategy. They keep us hungry. And when you gonna get some food, your brother got to be your enemy.
Well, what we know Is not what they tell us. We’re not ignorant, I mean it and they just cannot touch us. Through the powers of the Most-High, we keep on surfacin’. Thru the powers of the Most-High, we keep on survivin’.
Yeah, this ambush in the night, planned by society. Ambush in the night. They tryin’ to conquer me. Ambush in the night. Anything money can bring. Ambush in the night, planned by society… Ambush In the Night – Bob Marley & The Wailers

LeT ‘eM BuRN

451

12″ x 24″ Mixed Media on PVC

 

I respect everyone’s right to vote, but… Our system is… a joke. If I could I would let all the ballots burn. Another election day is just another turn. For us to “vote” on the words of promises to be broken. For us to buy into a system that is broken. For us to feel like our checked box matters only to have everything remain the same or get worse or get shattered. Broken. Presidents are just puppets of the system who stand in front of the cameras and deliver the bad news that congress still can’t get its sh*t together. Broken. Cast your vote for the lesser of two evils. Cast your vote for a housing market crashed. Cast your vote to support the rich. Cast your vote for the pursuit…the pursuit… the pursuit of happiness. Cast your vote for change. What change? Nothing changes when we “vote”. If these two candidates had donated the money spent on attack adds to the people instead of bashing each other to Tuesday, we’d probably be in better shape than we are in now and will be once the “votes” are counted. The system is broken. I respect the right to “vote”, but until every vote really counts… you can count me out.

JuST Be

HAPPY

24″ x 24″ Mixed Media on Metal

 

Look around you, are you happy with what you have? Are the things you’ve bought enough to make you not sad? Do you ever find yourself down and feeling lost? Go spend a little cash, doesn’t matter what it costs? Can the diamond ring on your finger with the shine replace the person who died digging it out from the mine? Are you happy? Does your fancy car with the leather seats and the heat make you forget about the people with no shoes on their feet? Are you happy? I hope your family and your friends are all you really need. I hope you value the water you drink and the air that you breath. I hope the love that’s all around gives you its embrace. I hope when you walk by there’s a smile on your face. Be happy…

uNDeR You

BOTTLES & TREES

10″ x 14″ Mixed Media on Wood

 

Woke up under you with bottles all around. Searched my pockets for a clue, but a clue was never found. Looked around on the ground made some grunts and some sounds. Must of clowned around, cause my head just pounds and pounds. Don’t know how many, but they musta been goin’ down. Thank God I passed out, I think I could’ve drown. Don’t know how I ended up under you in this town. Probably had a good time, but now I wear a frown. My head hurts… ow.

DaNCiN’ SiNGiN’

FESTIVAL PEOPLE

18″ x 30″ Mixed Media on Board

 

See you dancin’, wave your arms. Hair is flowin’ in the sun. Flyin’ free, you are so there. See you dancin’ free of care. See you singin’, shoutin’ out. Words are flowin’, makin’ sounds. Singin’ free you are so there. See you singin’ free of care. Festival people you are so free. Dancin’ and singin’ like you want to be. Free of care. Free of care. Dancin’. Singin’. You are so there…

SiDe eFFeCTS

CAN’T KILL HER

18″ x 18″ Mixed Media on Board

 

She has been here longer than anyone can guess. Science thinks it knows and religion does its best. Seasons change, cycles come and go. It gets hotter, it gets colder, burned by the sun, buried by the snow. Are we the cause of all the mess? Or are we just a side effect? Have we been here years before? Are we holding on or just letting go? We can’t kill her, she is powerful, she is strong. She fights back and lets us know when we are doing wrong. Heats you up and beats you up and sends another storm. Shuts your power off when you are trying to stay warm. Treat her good, she’ll reciprocate the goodness back to you. Treat her wrong, feel her wrath, the worst will come for you.

So PReTTy GiRL

CITY GIRL

24″ x 36″ Mixed Media on Oak Tag

 

City girl, you so pretty girl. Love the way the wind takes your hair to swirl. Love the way you look at me and say. I’m in love with you and I’m here to stay. City girl, you so pretty girl. I wanna be with you through the day and night. I wanna hold your body right next to mine. I wanna do this thing till the end of time. City girl, you so pretty girl. Love the way you look into my eyes. Love the way your heartbeat makes me sigh. I wanna love you girl say that you’ll be mine. City girl… you so pretty.

 

Go DaNCe

DUST IN THE SUN

24″ x 36″ Mixed Media on Board

When it’s all said and done we are dust in the sun. Live life to the fullest, make sure you have some fun. Be good to the people as you make your way. Never know when you’ll be in need of help some day. Go dance in the sun like dust in the rays. Never know when you’ll be gone someday. Take advantage of right now cause it’s all that we’ve got. Go dance in the sun while the sun is still hot.