Signed, Black Women

The key to connection is melanin.It was written in the etches of his skin. Sewn into his finger tips his finger prints dance across the music in my soul. Black man. Rich like the soil dipping your fingers in my honey until I curl. Black man all I can say is god damn. How’d you get so fine? Not in the rhythm of your speech but in the variations of your mind. Black man. How’d you get so wise? Whether you believe the earth is round pregnant belly, or flat, soda pop, 3 days no lid. You still are the … Continue reading Signed, Black Women

That Time I Almost Got A Deal With Motown: The Story I’ve Never Told

So, I am pretty transparent about all things pertaining to my art. But, I typically don’t share the struggles or setbacks I experience as a working artist hustling each day to bring their goals into fruition. I, just like everyone else, experience disappointments and take losses here and there. So, all of that said, I am going to share a story with you that I have never told before. It all started when I ran into my friend and independent artist Touré Masters at the First Friday Art walk in January 2016. I had recently designed and painted the artwork … Continue reading That Time I Almost Got A Deal With Motown: The Story I’ve Never Told