Mc angel (commission)

It’s always a pleasure making art for fellow artists. This was commissioned by a friend of the very talented MC Angel. I used symbolic representation of her values and her own lyrics to make this portrait.

Flower 

Now Deeply rooted in my grey matter, emotions stem from a flower that never leaves. I lay there, mired in thought, wondering how different my plot would be, if her seeds were never sown… If she had never grown on me… Her petals shine like gold medals, on my podium of pandemonium, cropping up everContinue reading “Flower “

Shallow tears

Her heart breaks, not for the player and his promiscuous ways, but for the homeless lady she sees in the same spot everyday. Her heart bleeds, not for gucci bags or anything else she might wish to keep. But because she heard about families in Grenfell towers burning in their sleep. Her heart weeps notContinue reading “Shallow tears”

Buried alive 

‘Buried alive’  Feelings that had blossomed into something beautiful, thrown back into the undergrowth, like a beam of  light sucked into a black hole. I couldn’t see the picture, you couldn’t play the roll… So we fought what felt right, and turned dawn back into night. We buried our emotions… a thought that has leftContinue reading “Buried alive “

Shadow of supremacy

 They stand against the light to cast shadows, that make our paths dark, it’s no wonder we got lost on our way home. We once sat on gold thrones, now we beg thieves for a place in our own home… we’ve been taught to fight their shadows, with the shade we throw, while the graveContinue reading “Shadow of supremacy”

miss kemet

They would ridicule, they would laugh. They would stand in her way with envy and wrath. but she builds pyamids with the blocks they place in her path. she knows the shadow of the great sphinx could be cast by a scare crow, and so, her fears would rule her if she didn’t learn toContinue reading “miss kemet”

A Pegasus perplexus 

A zebra, made to stand out, forever wild and free. It seeks to rid itself of those that would ride on its back. It strives to know it’s stripes, not to earn them… For with that wisdom comes a new genesis of elegance, the birth of the peagusus. Made to fly high above life’s perplexus…controllingContinue reading “A Pegasus perplexus “

Snakes and Ladders

living in a concrete jungle, throwing dice… charming Snakes, hoping ladders don’t bite. Be a brick in a building, hope to become the corner stone. Plant a seed in your own soil, hope that you can make it grow… Hope… that’s what you do, when you throw dice… We’re playing Snakes and ladders with ourContinue reading “Snakes and Ladders”

Fake flowers 

Dear inventor of fake flowers, why? I understand that maybe you just wanted to capture beauty and keep it forever, but don’t you let people believe that looks will last. Didn’t you realise that there is beauty in aging, that there is character to the bunch with a few wilting stems? You can’t trick meContinue reading “Fake flowers “

Paper tigers 

Paper tigers on the paper trail, earning their stripes without fail. The Hunter talks of taking the beast by its tail, while the shepherd tells comforting wife’s tales, to the rest of the villagers praying not to fall prey. Those from the west begin to flee east, from the heardless beast, that didn’t roar toContinue reading “Paper tigers “