The shaman

A person regarded as having access to, and influence in, the world of good and evil spirits, among many indigenous cultures around the world shamanism exists in one form or the other. They can also be regarded as mediators between humanity and the forces of nature. Typically such people enter a trance state during aContinue reading “The shaman”

Mc angel (commission)

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.

The weightless man (commission)

‘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)”

Kind stranger

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”

Flower 

Now Deeply rooted in my grey matter, emotions stem from a flower that never leaves. I lay there, mired in thought, wondering how different my plot would be, if her seeds were never sown… If she had never grown on me… Her petals shine like gold medals, on my podium of pandemonium, cropping up everContinue reading “Flower “

Shallow tears

Her heart breaks, not for the player and his promiscuous ways, but for the homeless lady she sees in the same spot everyday. Her heart bleeds, not for gucci bags or anything else she might wish to keep. But because she heard about families in Grenfell towers burning in their sleep. Her heart weeps notContinue reading “Shallow tears”

A Pegasus perplexus 

A zebra, made to stand out, forever wild and free. It seeks to rid itself of those that would ride on its back. It strives to know it’s stripes, not to earn them… For with that wisdom comes a new genesis of elegance, the birth of the peagusus. Made to fly high above life’s perplexus…controllingContinue reading “A Pegasus perplexus “

lusting real love

I try not to get too caught up in appearances, but how could I not lust for lips that speak truth… How could I, not get lost in eyes, that have seen love in everything. How could I not marvel at a selfless smile… And how could I, not long to hold, a body thatContinue reading “lusting real love”

why she hid

she hid her face, though she was niether timid nor ashamed… niether was she meek,  nor tame… she felt there was a lot more to her picture than just the frame… there was nothing to hide, but so much more to see inside… so she hid the face she had, beacasue… she felt she wasContinue reading “why she hid”