The Garfield Park Arts Center presents its 2nd annual Color Exhibition, featuring the color yellow. Yellow, the color of sunshine, often represents warmth, happiness, optimism, energy, and intelligence. However, it can also signify caution or fragility. View artwork created by local artists containing various shades, tones, and meanings of yellow and see how the color has moved them.
Here are the finished pieces from Meet The Artists 2020. It was really great blessing to be a part of this show. To have the opportunity to be seen in this light is incredible and more than I could ask for. I hope to continue working at this level.
Special thank you to Billy and Claudia Thomas for my framing. Really everything about this was wonderful.
Thanks to the Indianapolis Public Library and the Center for Black Literature and Culture. Thank you to everyone involved.
gaze/ɡāz/ verb: gaze 1. look steadily and intently, especially in admiration, surprise, or thought.”he could only gaze at her in astonishment” 2. (in literary theory) a particular perspective taken to embody certain aspects of the relationship between observer and observed, especially as reflected in the way in which an author or film director (unconsciously or otherwise) directs attention.”the male gaze”
Have you ever cropped an image? How did you choose what to show? How did you want that image interpreted? These are questions I come back to repeatedly as an artist and designer. They say a picture is worth 1000 words, but we live in a world saturated by images. In an environment that is so saturated how do you hold people’s attention?
You loose control of an image the moment you give to an audience. Once its in the public gaze, they have no choice but to apply their own perspectives and interpretations. That’s true of art, design and selfies.
Does that truth grind my gears? Yes. Can I do anything about it? Sort of… My best solution is to control as much of your image as possible. I want to be known as an artist. So I choose to show art. And engage with art. Turn my pain into art. Turn my joy into art. Life imitates art.
Y’all know I be stressed. One of the ways that I cope with that is by getting focused. I left my personal socials for a minute. Flexing is for members of the leisure class and I’m not there yet. I gotta stretch before I reach cause the way my moods are set up.
The blessing is that I used that energy to reexamine my portfolio and my online store. I got back into some projects that needed finishing and started planning stuff for the end of the year. But the best part is that I got back into my research. Count on me to read and wander. And of course, I found some real jewels.
In·ten·sion /inˈtenSHən/ noun noun: intension; plural noun: intensions 1.LOGIC the internal content of a concept. 2.ARCHAIC resolution or determination.
Origin early 17th century (also in the sense ‘straining, stretching’): from Latin intensio(n- ), from intendere (see intend). intension (sense 1) dates from the mid 19th century.
In·ten·tion /inˈten(t)SH(ə)n/ Noun a thing intended; an aim or plan. “she was full of good intentions”
At·ten·tion /əˈten(t)SH(ə)n/ noun notice taken of someone or something; the regarding of someone or something as interesting or important.
The ancient Hermetists use the word “Meditation” in describing the process of the mental creation of the Universe in the Mind of THE ALL, the word “Contemplation” also being frequently employed. But the idea intended seems to be that of the employment of the Divine Attention. “Attention” is a word derived from the Latin root, meaning “to reach out; to stretch out,” and so the act of Attention is really a mental “reaching out; extension” of mental energy, so that the underlying idea is readily understood when we examine into the real meaning of “Attention.” In short, the entire process of Evolution, in all of its phases, begins, and proceeds according to the established “Laws of the Indrawing” process. All of this occupies aeons upon aeons of Man’s time, each aeon containing countless millions of years, but yet the Illumined inform us that the entire creation, including Involution and Evolution, of an Universe, is but “as the twinkle of the eye” to THE ALL.”
Did you hear… Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete? Provin’ nature’s laws wrong It learned to walk without having feet Funny it seems but by keeping its dreams It learned to breathe FRESH air Long live the rose that grew from concrete When no one else, even cared
I have never been much for flowers. I’ve always been more of a “blood of my enemies in a crystal goblet” type of chick. It wasn’t until I became a mother and a wife that I learned to see them as more than just pretty ornamentation. Flowers are plants. They have tenacity.
the quality or fact of being able to grip something firmly; grip.”the sheer tenacity of the limpet”
the quality or fact of being very determined; determination.”you have to admire the tenacity of these two guys”
the quality or fact of continuing to exist; persistence.”the tenacity of certain myths within the historical record”
Flowers and plants evolved on this planet first and they will be here last. They provide food, shelter and comfort to everything above it in the food chain. They provide oxygen which is #essential. (Have you ever tried not breathing? Exactly.)
I still don’t really want to receive a bouquet for Mother’s Day but I am learning to appreciate my flowers while I can. I prefer to see them in their natural habitat, wild and growing undisturbed. But I can also see the beauty in a well tended and highly manicured garden.
And listen you don’t have to be a rose. You can be a redwood, sunflower, a lily, cannabis. That’s dope too (I’m sorry). Shit, there’s a cactus on my work desk ( it’s prickly like me).
I hope you spend some time tending your garden. Try to appreciate your flowers for what they are. Purposeful, thorny, beautiful.