…..Must come down. The landing don’t have to be terrible. It can be into a better place. Trust
So I told him 10 dollars and his face balled up like a writer creating with writers block. Oh! I’m talking about the guy in the pic with the red hoody. You see, he was asking about the cost of my new newly release coloring book. It seem like him and his people came across the event while walking by. The locals I quickly assumed. They walked around scooping the event trying to register what was going on.
So these fellas rolled up on me smelling like weed smoke wanting some answers. So after mentioning the price. He wanted to at least look through the book. He asked questions. Good questions. The outcome and His reply “I need to buy this for my nephew”. He paid. He wanted me to sign the book. And I enlighten his people about the art work hanging in the shop. Everybody happy. If I judged a book by its cover. The 3 dudes would’ve snub everything about the event. Just putting people together to be better. Yes yes y’all
It’s been a long time coming, this shoot… and for the experience, I am truly grateful.
It was Friday morning, 11:39 a.m., when I arrived at Ras Lumumba’s house. Nine minutes behind schedule. But as I parked my car, he opened his door to welcome me. It’s always nice to see Ras Lumumba… He’s like an uncle to me. Wise. Honest. Funny… and caring. He is… He’s a father, husband, brother, uncle, painter, community leader, Babalawo… He is a man of many hats…many that I have not even named. Continue
Figuring out the way is a constant everything. I guess as a artist the world seem way bigger then it is. And far from Flat. Smh, but the vision is real which make life even realer. Everybody what to fly but wandering weightless in to nowhere is far from a option. So I’m making the best effort to be direct with all intentions and goals. It’s a beast when your trying to go against the grain with your mission. But I learn a long time ago. Everybody want to believe and love a dang winner! Trusting my space is a msut baby!!