Her Blue Art

Emotional. That feeling we get, when we’re choked up and frustrated. When it feels like we can’t speak, because the vowels got stuck in our throats. I was inspired to paint this while listening to The Temptations’ “Ain’t Too Proud To Beg” #Musicality 🎶

The Art of Double Dutch

When I was growing up, I would be mesmerized by kids who could Double Dutch Jump rope. I myself, never learnt how to jump. I think it might’ve been because I couldn’t jump high enough, or maybe it was because I couldn’t move my legs fast enough, over the passing ropes. But whatever it wasContinue reading “The Art of Double Dutch”

Got Art

My walls aren’t meant to just hold up the ceiling or separate the rooms. While those are of course, excellent reasons for a wall’s existence, what if the other reason for a wall, besides hanging a photograph and the occasional clock is to add joy & color? When I look at my walls, I seeContinue reading “Got Art”

These Queens

These queens of the community, the survivors and strivers who share stories and inspire one another. Who stretch a dollar out of fifteen cents, and provide food and a roof over their abandoned children’s heads. These women will raise children to dream of great heights. They will believe that they can become SOMEBODY. And they’llContinue reading “These Queens”

Making Way For Art

This was her first notable achievement, the one in which she would build up her confidence, allow her to take risks and opened the pathway to opportunity, the gateway of happiness. Now she cooks, drives fast cars, directs movies & takes meetings. But one of the early WoW moments in her life was pedaling. TransitioningContinue reading “Making Way For Art”

Laughing. Singing & Getting Merry

In 2020 I didn’t get to attend not one holiday party. For me, that’s the one thing I really like about working and about having job. It’s literally the only time when bosses and my co-workers loosen up, when we can all be our authentic selves. The “Holidaze” with its bonuses, cocktails & laughter. LikeContinue reading “Laughing. Singing & Getting Merry”

Exit Art

“Holidaze” at the Sugar Shack in downtown Boston, where my Uncle Erskine performed.  When I was little, he’d bring me along on Saturday afternoons to watch him perform his set.  I’d sit at the bar and sip soda, while he and the band rehearsed.  From where I sat, I couldn’t wait to grow up.  SmokeContinue reading “Exit Art”

Her 2

We can’t know for certain, but chances are that a little girl is watching. She’s watching her perform. Watching her actions, her mannerisms, her gestures and the company she keeps. Listening carefully to what she says. Listening for inflections and tone. Is she using her business voice? Or the relaxed voice that she uses whenContinue reading “Her 2”

Chit-Chat Art

A dear friend of mine called me on the telephone & asked if I was busy. I replied, “I’m painting.” We agreed that we’d talk later, because nothing was up, just the usual chit-chat phone call. So we cordially said our goodbyes and hung up. Later, my dear friend called me back and again saidContinue reading “Chit-Chat Art”

Cautionary Art

Remembering my nephew as he would toss his daughter up into the air and catch her. Remembering the infectious sound of her giggles. I’d watch them play Peek-A-Boo and Hide-N-Seek. He’d chase her around the living room and into the kitchen. He’d make big loud growling noises and she’d squeal in delight. He’d pounce towardsContinue reading “Cautionary Art”