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 “

Under the influence

The waves danced like devine feline across the shoreline, to the tune of a moon so full ,it could have worn out a ware wolf.  she was refelcting the suns light when the days got darker, she went through her phases but she was always there, on time, in rhythim. contantly influencing under the influence.Continue reading “Under the influence”

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 “

Fake flowers 

Dear inventor of fake flowers, why? I understand that maybe you just wanted to capture beauty and keep it forever, but don’t you let people believe that looks will last. Didn’t you realise that there is beauty in aging, that there is character to the bunch with a few wilting stems? You can’t trick meContinue reading “Fake flowers “

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”

Beautiful Struggle

so much beauty…you would struggle to see, but be left in awe once you saw it… I watched myself profit from my plummet… Encouraged  by contagiously courageous condemnation,  inspired by painstakingly painful perspicacity… What gave me the audacity, to stay, to face it… I had to face it, I could never escape it, through empty glasses,Continue reading “Beautiful Struggle”