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Happy 2017 & beyond.

Since 2012 I have shared a ‘new year, new me’ post with you all. Discussing the woes and hopes for the future. You may have however, realised that I missed out 2015.  I am totally shameless to say that I was depressed, low, lost and underwhelmed by life’s wonder. Did I really just admit that? I lost a lot- myself included. In 2015, I went through 6 months of physical, mental and emotion war. But I got up- and sometimes that is all it takes…getting up. Me & Art & Travel. This year (May 2016) I actively decided to become the curator of my life- to wholeheartedly go for what I want and do what I love. My first love is still here. Unchanged and messy as ever; art. Every time I pick up that paintbrush I feel the exact same feeling. I still create, I still publish and I still and always will be making. I decided to leave the freelance life as I felt a void this year. The amazing (and complicated) things that social …

I took a break away

I sit here overlooking Paris Gare du Nord Station awaiting my train home with a child peering over my shoulder (lol). I have’t felt inspired to write in a very long time. So I just picked up my laptop and decided to type. I took myself away on a whim and decided to experience life (for 3 days) by myself. Of course, this wasn’t the way that I intended, in fact, it wasn’t even initially planned alone; but that is the blessing of divine intervention. I fully believed that this was going to be one of the inevitable moments that would shape my thinking. Over the past month my mental wellbeing has suffered as a result of the stress and pressure I continually place on myself.I needed a break away. Taking the time away to be still,quiet and break away from my recently troubled mind and heart proved difficult. It didn’t take me long to realise that in order break away from my mind, I had to confront it. Confrontation of my love patterns, my …

Confronting Death

The inevitable happened. In an instant life changed and I was never to look at peace again in the same way. I have been dealing with multiple losses in the past few months. 2015 has been that kind of year for me. But this loss was significant; heartbreaking. I have never experienced death this close. A lover- a friend- a young life. I have been trying to find reasoning; looking for (and questioning) faith. I was at a complete loss. My high’s didn’t seem that high compared to my devastating lows. I didn’t want to get up. But with faith, I did. Months later (still balancing the process of grief) I’m here knowing that death is imminent.  It’s never clichéd to say that life is too short- because it is. It can be too late to say I’m sorry, I forgive you, I love you. I pledge to live life to the fullest for him. So before the eleventh-hour approaches I decided to give love, radiate love and be love. I am bewildered by the …

Lynette Yiadom-Boakye @ Serpentine Gallery

  My post-graduate qualms are the reasoning behind this prolonged hiatus. With an extreme feeling of displacement, art world obstacles and lack of inspiration, I visited Lynette Yiadom-Boakye’s exhibition ‘After Dusk’ at the Serpentine Gallery. Having never visited a solo show and only seen her work in isolation, it was imperative to experience this show thoroughly- I visited twice. The exhibition showcased a selection of her new work, along with a variety of  “key paintings”. Yiadom-Boakye’s portraits are commonly large black figures that remain outsite of a particular time or moment. With this intentional awareness, I deciphered this as a call to the viewer to attempt to investigate her artist strategies. My first walk into the gallery came along with a sense of hope. The fact that these particular instituitions can carry the constructs of Black British work is highly important. Once taking in the moment I began to make my way around the gallery space. The dominant feature, I believe, of Yiadom-Boakye’s work is the use of dimension. The magnitude of her canvas pieces …

LaterPress- Amsterdam & Rotterdam

  Briefly documenting both cities (as i’ll be returning soon). I plan to evaluate how these spaces have changed with the difference of time. These photographs are a particular assessment of site specificity and audience engagment with art. I plan to use the photographs to channel the method of ‘compare and contrast’. I will later form a documentation book, in conjuction with my photozine . Enjoy the visuals,for now.

Well-loved ‘things’ take time

My current structure is based upon a curriculum, which is measured by time. At present, it’s all I think about. The process becomes constant, cyclical almost. This obsession, I believe, is brought on by a ‘hurried’ ethic. Thoughout education everything becomes systematic and later, routine. We are told to move on from one project to the next far too quick. In the past couple of months I have been trying to let this obsession go, and have opened up to the belief of ‘things’ needing time. Time to grow; to bloom. I planned to release my photozine ‘You are opulence’ in the beginning of the year. However, it wasn’t ready. I’m channelling this approach of everything I assemble having to acquire all of me. Just like love, art and life. These ‘things’ become more fruitful, more loved with time. What’s your experience with the pressure of time?

SYFU Newspaper

My second publication feature (with sorryyoufeeluncomfortable) is out- and has been for quite some time. Myself and Zarina Muhammad have a conversation in connection with our pieces created for the James Baldwin Project in the summer of last year. We also deliberate forms of representation, identity politics and Artist dispositions. You can buy it here!