It’s always a pleasure making art for fellow artists. This was commissioned by a friend of the very talented MC Angel. I used symbolic representation of her values and her own lyrics to make this portrait.
They’re in the dark corners you pretend not to notice, and they come out to play when it’s dirty inside… or sometimes just at random… The rats that you tried to hide, running rampant chewing up your curtains and carpets…taking your values for randsome. They grow if you feed them, they become rabid when youContinue reading “The rat tamer (commission)”
This piece was created as a reminder of the clients connection with divinity, and is filled with quotes and symbolism that represent their belief in a higher power.
‘the weightless man’ I used to think money was synonymous with power. I used to think walking away was being a coward I used to think space and time were only inches and hours… I used to think too much, and realised to little… I realised brittle, foundations will topple even the tallest towers IContinue reading “The weightless man (commission)”
I’ve been asking people to follow me, as if I’m not lost… I’ve been looking for love, and validation…only getting likes, and eventual frustration. I’ve let people into my world, and played host, but I’ve been trying to share more than just a post. I’ve been trying to find myself in a selfie, all theseContinue reading “Dead cells”
She said run chidi, run! Don’t look back for things you missed, or things you miss…never stop chasing your bliss, but remember this, now the world is in your hands, so please don’t make a fist… And then I woke up SWEATING
I saw bushes burning and they spoke to me… Am I a bushman that strayed too far from his Bush, have I simply burnt myself out? or was I burnt out of my bushes and chased away… My side burns and afro were far too bushy, “keep it professional” they say… And I felt theContinue reading “Burning bushes (commission)”
She was a kind stranger, I had never met anything of the kind, or anyone stranger… To some a freak, to me unique To some she seemed lazy, and a coward… To me she was bravery and power. To me she was sweet, to some sour… She told me she didn’t care about them, orContinue reading “Kind stranger”
In her womb life started In her eyes pain ended Lines of her life story, and all the things she has faced, permanently etched on her face, a sage, that kept getting wiser with age… An antique, with colours that didn’t fade. Even when her blacks turned to greys, what was gold remained the same…Continue reading “Into infinity (commission)”
Neither a coward with her actions nor her words, she was well aware freedom sometimes seemed absurd…she tried to be the right balance of humble and proud…calm but full of life, poised while her heart beat loud. The warrior spirit, her soul focused on the top, a peaceful fighter who gave everything, except up. PersistenceContinue reading “Warrior spirit”