Ignore me

Ignore me. Watercolour on paper.

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Ignore me

Ignore my cries
Ignore the tears that rain down these soft subtle cheeks 

They rain like the dull season
They drop as if they are heavy
As if they are burdened with real worries
Useful, meaningful worries

Ignore my smiles and laughters'
The happiness I stab with a pain
So my weightless tears would continue to fall
I’m just blood thirsty
The greed of my heart eagers for sorrow or loss
Loss and sorrow

Don’t listen to my Bleeding Heart

I wrote this mid 2007.

I'm not a fan of explaining my own poetry partly because most of the time

it doesn't need much explanation. But I think this one does so I'll elaborate on it. 

It's about the pain of the unhappiness I feel at times in my life. I think a lot of 

the pain I go through is self-inflicted and meaningless so I'm basically saying ignore it. Ignore me.

It's not important. At least it's not as important as most peoples' problems.

"They rain like the dull season"  I cry a lot. Tears come down so much like the rainy season.

"So my weightless tears would continue to fall" The tears are so light. They don't have enough real pain to be worth something, to be heavy. (The tears in the painting above are floating)

Take care.

Carry my Heart. It's too Heavy for Me.

I don't think there's much explanation to this piece. It's pretty literal. 

Or maybe I'm too embarrassed to explain. Take it as you like. 

 Lately,  I had the opportunity to speak to someone that really critiqued my work. 

One of the the things he suggested was combining all my skills together.

It was kind of a light bulb moment. It's something I've thought of before but never 

really clicked until he said it. 

So in this piece I combined my painting with my poetry. 

I added some of my Yoruba culture into the piece as well. The skirt
is Adire (Tie & Dye) and I translated the title of the piece into the language.

I'd like to share one of the poems I wrote on this piece.

Here it is:

The Butterfly Effect

I hate the feeling of
butterflies in my tummy

My heart thumping, thinking
imagining a relationship with
someone new
 
My emotions are lies at the
beginning and later on
tell the truth

It’s painful
tiring
unfair
disgusting

I tell myself that these emotions
are lies

But the heart wants what it wants

It never believes me until
We experience the flaws of the 
relationship
the pain of breaking my heart or
his even though we were never
in love

It still hurts even if
NONE OF US LOVED

And it all started because of the
butterflies in my tummy

Unborn

Watercolour on paper. 12 x16 inches.

Temi is Unborn

Watercolour. 23" x 17".

I have a thing for jewelry. Since high school, I would buy strange unique ones.
Whenever my friends come to my place, they normally want to got through my collection.

As my fascination for jewelry continues to grow I went ahead to get this book.
This is where I got the inspiration for Temi's shoulders.
Especially the details.

Have a great weekend.

The Beautiful Ones are Not Yet Born

Watercolour.

Recently, I haven't had much time create my own personal art. I've been
working on freelance work. I started to feel frustrated so I made time to paint something
I wanted to actually paint.
It felt good.

The progress below.





On another note, I got to purchase an art piece by Karo Akpokiere
I love his art. It inspires me.
You guys should check his site out.

The art I bought is called Lust. What drew me to buying this particular art
was the idea about it.

Check out what the ideology behind this artwork
here (Just scroll down till you get to the art piece)

Skull/Clown

Oil painting.

A client asked me to paint this half skull half clown piece. I dreaded doing it but he liked it. His words "Nooooooo way!!!! That's maaaaad! It's like u looked inside my head!!!" so although I hated doing it I'm glad it was a success.