when do i find the time to dreami find the time in every waking momentof the day i find time in the constraint spaces of life in awkward places when lines are blurred hats go off and steam blows i find the time in moments where escape as i sip my coffee while you are taking i ask you to please say that again as i have drifted into the bosom of my dreams... i do not sleep in that place wide woke to every possibility i find the time i find the time to dream even while i am sleeping i pen poems more eloquent then my current speech paint painting that only my eyes will see i find...
Oh dear! Canvas, You are always there! Blank or otherwise I can always look at you look to you Love you or hate you… What a sight Pleasing or disgusting You give me a place to be A space to breathe Inhale/Exhale Give or Take F*** Live /Die there Where? Here, there, anywhere on a canvas! We are never apart I see, as you see. I am as you are Together we are creation Or is it rather we create For the sake of Recreation And or, quite awkward! When our worlds are wrecked We find refuge in the one space that says Here…. Be and behold I am BRAVE...
My art is manifested with the emotions carried through my experiences. Born in Haiti, my culture is my pride. My first memories of life and the power of art come from when my toes touched the soil of my homeland… I followed my father’s footsteps as an artist and found my escape through the canvas. He used his artistic ability to lead my family to the states during my early adolescent years. My mother’s nurturing led me to the freeing of my spirit and the development of my abundant love for the people. My life experiences were an array of spiritual spirals from metaphysics, to bible studies and becoming an ordained minister. My beliefs are a free-flowing combination of all of the different paths of Eastern and Western faiths that...
