So here’s my art, I’ve tried to make something that’s very ugly beautiful, so we all can see it. October is domestic violence awareness month. I didn’t know about domestic violence when I was growing up. It wasn’t that I was shielded from it, I wasn’t. But I just thought it was quite normal forContinue reading “My Ugly Art”
Author Archives: DaNice D Marshall
Big Momma’s Kitchen
The kitchen. It was where we gathered to talk and to listen. To share and to gain lessons through those with more of life experience. Those who had been hit by the proverbial bus and who had survived to tell us the story. A lot of what we do with food is emotional. How weContinue reading “Big Momma’s Kitchen”
My Art Appeal
People look at my art and ask me questions: Where do I get the images that I paint? They are the bits and pieces of my life, as I remember them, that are highlighted by my emotions. A feeling I once felt and a life that was once mine to touch. My paintings are alwaysContinue reading “My Art Appeal”
Pretentious Art
This past week we had the Geek Squad come for an ordinary appointment to install an ordinary TV to the wall. But the most extraordinary thing happened as the two technicians entered my home and saw my walls. They were awed by my paintings that hung there and I was awed by their genuine appreciationContinue reading “Pretentious Art”
Love is Love Art
Every painting has a story. Every artist is but a narrator who shares that story, with broad strokes of color on a canvas, across boundaries to fully relay the playful, mindfulness of emotions. It is the art of the soul that gets our attention, as we stare at a painting and allow it to speakContinue reading “Love is Love Art”
Memory, The Tool of Art
Taking this one down. My painting, “Double-Dutch Jump Roping” has been on my wall for years. Always hanging in the background during colorful conversations of growing up in Roxbury. A moment in my childhood, not limited to a Black & White memory, because no photograph portrays this level of happiness and it isn’t always replicatedContinue reading “Memory, The Tool of Art”
Singing. The Art of Being Heard
My daughter is from Boston. She’s an activist, she wants to share truth and reality to the masses of people via a bullhorn. She wants us to know that racism is wrong. It’s quite an emotional feeling to see your little girl all grown up. It’s quite another to watch her on television, as WCVBContinue reading “Singing. The Art of Being Heard”
The Art of Venting
As much as things seem to be stagnant, in the midst of a never ending global pandemic, technology seems to be just plugging along. I can gauge it moving by my struggle to use it, because new technology doesn’t come with paper instructions. And for whatever it’s worth, I like reading. Is it just me,Continue reading “The Art of Venting”
Walls Are For Art
It use to be that walls were primarily meant to provide shelter. They were meant to hold up ceilings and solidify floors. They were built to protect people from the cold and harsh elements of this world, like gusting winds and freezing rain. Walls can safeguard, fortify, defend and also display art. Imagine, a roomContinue reading “Walls Are For Art”
What is Intuitive Art?
Intuitive art is seamlessly created. It begins with a moment of inception, when something is seen, as if for the very first time and my mind takes a snapshot. It could be as simple as a flight of stairs that lead into an old brick building, or looking at an ice cream truck. Ordinary, everyContinue reading “What is Intuitive Art?”
