7 months locing

Monday, February 22, 2010
Whoop there it is! 7 months locing update. You know, I'm less erratic about my hair now. I re-twist every 3 or 4 weeks and I keep a simple hair maintenance routine where I only use Vitamin E oil with water as my conditioner/moisturizer, and tea tree shampoo. I still use Aloe vera gel to re-twist. I also brush my hair now.



My hair is getting more fuller and thicker now as you can see...



So I ran out of Aloe Vera gel and really needed to get my hair did and too lazy to go out to buy some more. So I had some creme wax lying around and said "ahhhh what the heck".

Ummm like ewwwww. Big mistake. Using creme wax makes my hair look lifeless and stife. Also big ALSO, it gives me dandruff, itchy scalp, and makes my hair smell terrible. I trashed that sh it...
Big NO NO to creme wax and anything with mineral oil and petroleum...


Ok so this lady loc sticking up in the picture below, is 'Souljah Gal'. Let me tell you something about her. She's always there to remind me to stand up for my rights. Whenever I'm in a stressful situation and afraid to speak up, she sticks up saying "Yo T! You know what time it is...you better say something!". I love her...

  


I used to call the loc in the center 'bashful', because she tucks in for some reason. I think she's getting out of her shell though...


  

This one is 'forest gump'. Let me tell you, she used to be all weird looking. Scraggily and her body tried to catch up with her. I even thought she was going to fall off one day because she had a bizarre shape. I wish I had a before pic to show y'all what I mean, but now she's evolving and getting more solid and unified...

  

I know that I may sound oh so strange, but yes I name some of my locs. They each express their individuality and have personalities of their own. Only loc wearers may understand what I mean...Any hoo, I know it's only been 7 months but I love my hair. As my hair evolves, I'm realizing that I am my hair. They go through similar moods and they're everything that I am, and emulates the stages that I've been through in life. Yes, I used to be 'forest gump', 'bashful', 'Ms. Magnetik', and 'why me' (that's why they reside in the back row), 'irie', 'cheerful', 'sunshine', and 'Souljah gal' are in the front row and are the characters that I am now becoming. Speaking my mind in a respectful way of course, and standing up for myself. I know some readers are saying "girl please, it's just hair" but I believe it's much deeper than that with locs...


 

Fabulous quote

Friday, February 19, 2010

"He said he’d give her the world,
She said she had her own"

When "I do" becomes, I wish I didn't

Tuesday, February 16, 2010
"When 'I do' becomes, I wish I didn't" was one of the posters I saw in one of Chicago's train. It was an advertisement from a divorce law office, looking to help those in a long, pricey, and draining process. I nudged my friend and pointed to the poster, and we both laughed. We didn't laugh because of the cleverness of the ad nor were we laughing at the comic figures of the groom and bride with paper bags covering their heads. We laughed because the subject matter: marriage, was a recurring topic for the weekend.

"So when do you plan on getting married?" my old college friend asked my friend and me while sipping on martinis in a small cozy bar in Chicago. My friend replied that she doesn't believe in marriage and that its only a paper, while I explained, "I myself don't believe in marriage, but I will only marry someone if I plan of having children with them." It's the current thought that's been streaming in my mind during my quarter-life crisis stage. Personally, I say I would want a husband and not a baby-daddy, for fear of having my probable future child to experience the negativity that I myself experienced from growing up in a single parent household, but also because of fear of dealing with the gossips and lack of respect from my family and perhaps friends.
So what is the real reason behind marriage?      

Is it love?
what if love fades away?
Is it religion?
Is it for the tax break?
I heard those were lovely...
Is it for financial security?
A++
Legal benefits?
green card? Is it for the social acceptance?
Can I get a witness for my life!Is it to avoid loneliness and have a sense of belongingness?
guiltless Sex?
Happiness?
How often to you find happily married couples?
Obligation to their family?


Or is it because people assume that marriage equals commitment and never realizes that it's not guaranteed.
Or is it because they don't know that commitment can exist without being married and the reverse rarely works.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not against marriage, and power to the people who knows how to make one work (I truly admire you) but with the sky rocket divorce rate, I want to know what's the motive behind marriage for some. As I mentioned before, if anyone ever hears that I got married, it's because I love that person enough to want to bear children with him and see him as a good male figure. But my honest true motive is because, even if marriage does not work between me and that guy, it makes me feel secure enough to remind that guy their duties of being a father and working together as parents despite our differences. However, couldn't that still happen even if we were never married with children?
So maybe I want to live my fantasy dream of having a complete family through my probable future children and would marry for the wrong reason. Nothing is guaranteed, so should I leave all my expectations behind, or am I right for calculating my reasons to get married for my probable future children?

As I'm getting older and surrounded by friends my age who are tying the knot, I want to be able to know if I have the right idea about marriage. Since I was 14, I've always said I don't believe in marriage simple because I've witness people make a mockery out of their vows. It always seemed to me that some people assumed that marriage holds hands with happiness. Obviously that's not always accurate. I also see unhappy couples stay together for their children sakes, and live a long miserable life. What scares me the most, are the women who remains in an abusive marriage because they don't believe in divorce and so on and so forth.

Now I wonder, is marriage still a relevant custom in today's society?

Tightrope-Janelle Monae ft. Big Boi

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Click on the title to hear the song. Her artistry is amazing in this song and that's why I'll always be a fan.
He Says

He says that I’m beautiful
But it’s deeper than brothers                                        
Honkin horns
blowin kisses
Buyin drinks
He says my beauty can be seen even better with his eyes closed
And
Every now and then
he swears he can touch my beauty but he says
He’s not worthy and he’s glad I can’t see that
He says he likes my style
Feminine with a little rugged
Just enough lady mixed with ghetto chic and urban funk
He says I’m powerful with poetry
The way I use ordinary words and make them sing
He hums my songs
He says he knows me
Favorite number-4
Favorite color-black
Favorite juice-peach
Favorite style-free
He says he loves the way I make love
With my whole self
Imploring, no, demanding he do the same
He says that I constantly make myself new and better
he loves that quality
an I do think that maybe one day possibly
I could spend my life with him
He says he loves me
I say I’m just lucky and I’m glad
he can’t see that

-Jill Scott

Morning Bird-Sade

Wednesday, February 10, 2010



Morning Bird

How could you
you are the river
out of this life
how could you
you are the morning bird
who sang me into life
everyday fly away

you are the blood of me
the harvest of my dreams
there's no way i can find peace
and the silence wont cease

won't let me be

if you set me free
i will not run
i will not run
i will not run

~Sade 



Unbelievable song. Favorite one so far...

Nneka

This woman speaks to my soul...   



Alvin Ailey

Monday, February 8, 2010
I adore this picture!


 

  
Unreal

Models are from Alvin-Ailey American Dance Theater


Dancers are performing in Boston this year. Praise the Lord! Finally, I'll be able to say I've lived... once I see the genius of Alvin Ailey with my eyes

Michael Jackson an illustrator?

Artwork by Michael Jackson

Yes The Michael Jackson...

I'm speechless.
Apparently this news been circulating around for awhile now, but I had to bless my blog with his incredibleness
This man was just pure Dopeness...

The Return of the Ankh

"I called it 'Part II: The Return of the Ankh' because this album is the sister of the left side of my brain -- it is the right side.'Part I was the left side of my thoughts -- it was more socially political and my thought process was more analytical. This time there wasn't anything to be concerned with -- the album is more emotional and flowy and talks about feelings. It reminds of the days of 'Baduizm' -- this is just about beats and rhymes in a cipher."
—Erykah Badu



New Amerykah Part dos (Return of the Ankh) Album drops March 30th, 2010!
 

1. 20 Feet Tall  [produced by Erykah Badu and 9th Wonder]
2. Window Seat  [produced by Erykah Badu and James Poyser, featuring ?uestlove]
3. Agitation  [produced by Erykah Badu and Shafiq Husayn of SA-RA Creative Partners]
4. Get Money  [produced by Erykah Badu]
5. Don't Be Long  [produced by Erykah Badu and Taarak]
6. Love  [produced by Erykah Badu and J Dilla]
7. Umm Hmm  [produced by Erykah Badu and Madlib]
8. Fall in Love  [produced by Erykah Badu and Karriem Riggins]
9. Incense (Instrumental)  [produced by Erykah Badu and Madlib]
10. Out My Mind Just in Time (Part 1) (Undercover Over-Lover)  [produced by Erykah Badu]
11. Out My Mind Just in Time (Part 2)  [produced by Erykah Badu and Georgia Anne Muldrow]
12. Jump in the Air  [ft. Lil Wayne and Bilal] [produced by Erykah Badu, RC Williams and Jahborn]



Haiti: The devastation began in 1492

Friday, February 5, 2010

"They Survived Slavery, They Will Survive This"




By Russell Simmons


At this time, two and a half weeks ago, the earth opened up its deep crevasses and let out a large yell that knocked down the people of Haiti. The devastation and destruction of Port Au Prince and its surrounding areas was heartbreaking, heart wrenching and at times, almost unbearable to even look at. The sadness in the faces that appeared on television and in the newspapers touched me to the deepest of my core. I humbly did everything in my power to help and will continue to support the Haitian people in all of my capacity. While the earthquake might have knocked down these beautiful people, with history at their back, I know they will rise again.





Since the slaves of Haiti rebelled triumphantly against their French occupiers in 1804, becoming the first free black republic in the world, Haiti has since been the subject of harsh policies, U.S. military occupation (1915-1934) and a pawn in the cold war. After Haiti’s liberation, for sixty-two years America refused to recognize Haiti and then organized an embargo and blockade against them. Later, the United States along with France threatened to re-invade Haiti unless they paid France 150 million francs in gold as reparations for defeating the French, which took until the mid 1940s to pay. Just to put it in perspective, 150 million francs in gold in 1804 is equivalent to approx $1 trillion US dollars today. This began a long history of Haiti being in debt to the world.

Our relationship with Haiti dates back hundreds of years, where Haiti even sent 900 soldiers to Savannah, Georgia to aid America in its war against England for our independence. Not only did they help us gain our independence, their rebellion against the French helped us obtain the Louisiana Territory, which makes up one-third of the United States. However, once Haiti liberated itself from the French, our relationship with Haiti changed dramatically. Although we recognized Haiti as a free nation in 1862, it was largely because President Lincoln wanted to have Haiti as a place for the Africans in America to go to. Later the US government, according to many historians, was complicit in the rise of the brutal dictatorships of Francios Duvalier and his son Jean Claude with their secret police, the Tonton Macoutes, which many believe was done because of fear that the USSR would try to bring communism to the island like they had done in Cuba. Although this never happened, the connection between the United States and Haiti has been forever intertwined, and has only gotten more complicated and more one-sided as time went on.

The Haitian people were the first to be free of slavery, but they have been paying a price ever since. As the United Nations Goodwill Ambassador for the Permanent Memorial to the Victims of Slavery and the Transatlantic Slave Trade, I feel it is important to address the lingering effects of slavery that the Haitian people have endured. We, as a nation, have drained this beautiful island, but now we have the chance to repair the past. Although throughout our history, our government has at times made horrible choices, in the end, it is the people of our great country that can stand up and inspire the world once again. We have the chance to help re-build this country as a model for the 21st century, full of innovation and sustainable technology that is healthy for their and our environment. The wealth of giving that has out poured from our nation to theirs’ since this horrendous tragedy is the right beginning, but let us not stop there. Let’s continue to exude the love that is in the hearts of all decent Americans. It is this love that makes us great givers, as we know those who are in need the most, need not ask for any help. The ability to give is the greatest gift we have from god, so let us give all that we have, and smile when the people of Haiti rise again.
-Russell Simmons
United Nations Goodwill Ambassador for the Permanent Memorial to the Victims of Slavery and the Transatlantic Slave Trade
Founder, GlobalGrind.com

Brachetto on V-Day=Panties Dropper

Thursday, February 4, 2010
So last night a friend of mine called me and asked if I wanted to join her on this fabulous adventure of learning le basics du wine tasting. Of course I said yes...who would turn down getting buzzed after a long day at work and going home "nice" on a 45 mins train ride??? Pas moi!  Anyhoot, we arrived in the basement of a winery, looked around and saw couples EVERYWHERE. The airhead que je suis said, "aww how nice, couples spending time together... by the way, why are there naked women on the wine bottles?" My friend who recently broke up with her long term beau looked at me and said
-"Hello??? Valentine's Day...duh".
-"Ooooh right!" I said giggling and thinking about if these wine can really make panties drop.
My friend on the other hand, realized it would be her first year being alone, (in her words lonely) for Vday and wondered if she should get back with her ex while downing her wine as if she's been traveling through the desert for ages and finally found water in a dry creek bed.
Oh boi
So what is it about Valentines Day (is it even capitalized)?
It's that holiday that makes taken girls brag, talk about how their lover is preparing a surprise for them, whereas it is a reminder for single gals that they are single and leave few of them sulking.
Well in my case, I never really celebrated valentines day. Not because I didn't or never had a boyfriend, but because of unusual circumstances...maybe
The first boyfriend I had, didn't care to show me any appreciation during Vday and when a secret admirer slipped a box of chocolate under my dorm door, the bf was super POed and was damn not to find the basterd who had the audacity to give his girl chocolate on Vday, while I stood there giggling and hoping that I'd find chocolate caramel in the box.
Shows you what type of relationships I've had...
The year after that, I was single, and this lonely pretty boy asked me to be his valentines. I rejected spending time with him and chose to hang out with my single girls. He found that quite odd.
Last year, I had a glimpse of what Vday was all about, was wooed at the moment, but looking back, I regret every minute of it and wish I continued my regular routine of eating chocolate from secret admirers and hanging out with the girlies.
Why you may ask.
Well because valentines day is just a regular day to me. I love chocolate and flowers on any day and love hanging out with my friends.
*Kanye shrug*
Not to say that I would not celebrate Vday even if I had a companion, but for me personally, I would hope that person would treat me special everyday. 
Especially on random days...
 My friend found it bizarre that I wasn't worried or annoyed by the fact that I'd be alone this Vday. After wine tasting, we took the train back home and she asked me, "Don't you want a boyfriend now?". The answer was Hell to the No. She gasped and shouted "OMG you're so jaded!". I said "Quoi? I just love being alone". And that's the truth y'all. Call me a cynic or a misandrist, but I'm really comfortable with being alone on any given day. Don't get me wrong, I'm very social, but if no one is around, it won't bother me, especially on valentines day. Solitude is the bane of others but it is the balm for me on any day. So this V-Day, I'll be visiting Chicago with another friend who also believes it's just a regular day, and will continuing enjoying life.
*smiles*
P.S. For people who celebrate Valentine's Day, Brachetto wine is le panties dropper...

Soldier of Love~Sade

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Love this

Monday, January 25, 2010


All of my favorites... 

6 months loc update


6 months was Jan 19th but like I said. I'm late.


Half a year...





 The hair is touching the neck already! Everyone keeps asking me if I using something to make my hair grow faster. Like Wild Growth or some special butter...The answer is the power of simplicity...
 

 
 

Me and the locs endured a lot. I self maintain them and learned that patience is essential. I don't even care about the fuzzs anymore because I realized it's a part of the process. As you can see, they're starting to fatten up and getting fuller. Now I only re-twist them ever 3 weeks. I'm trying to re-twist them once a month from now on. I still keep my hair regimen simple. I use tea tree shampoo, shea butter moisturizer, aloe vera gel and vitamin E oil. My hair feels so much healthier and softer. I started using Grapeseed oil and so far me like...This is the best decision I've ever made.

Coldest Winter Ever

Friday, January 22, 2010
I
When I say I'm late. I'm real late. I'm a late bloomer when it comes to reading epic books and watching legendary movies. "Gone with the wind" "Dirty Dancing", never seen them. "Da Vinci Code" Dan Brown, "People's History of United States" Howard Zinn, haven't read them. yet. It never really bothered me when people told me I was missing out on good knowledge, because I was pumping knowledge in my life, elsewhere. In international books and movies. In independent films. In underground music and banned books. I thought I knew all the important things that I needed to know about this world.
WRONG!

During the holidays, I was sitting with my girls talking about books. We were on the topic of African American books and authors and I told them how I have yet to read a Zane book.
-"Fo real? You haven't read any books by Zane?"
-"No" I replied. "I don't like the way some African American authors talk about their characters. It's always about sex. For example when I go to the African American section of Borders, I see Black women pinned up against a wall, in all the book covers. Don't these authors realize they're supporting the Jezebel stereotypes and further exploiting black women as sex objects?"
-"Yea I know what you mean but there are some really good books out there even with those types of characters. Check out 'Coldest Winter Ever', you could learn something from it..."
So I did.
I went into Borders, looked for Sister Souljah and bought "Coldest Winter Ever".

I couldn't.
put.
the book.
down.

The minute I opened that book up, I was captured into Souljah's grip and into Winter Santiaga's life. Although I can't relate to her, something about it was so magical. I myself am Black, but I was never familiar with the happenings of the ghetto.
Girls hiding razor blade inside their mouths?
Kisa?!

I know about the ghettos of Haiti and other islands, but not America's. I was duped yet enlightened. Excellent book. It had me questioning my own position and class. It had me asking myself how would a girl like Winter describe me and why? It had me wondering why material things were far more important than education to her? Everything was about control. What I love most about this book is that it took no shortcuts and did not switch it around into a perfect Hollywood ending.
It was raw.
It showed you the rawness of reality.
I caught myself judging Winter and her decisions, forgetting about motives and the environment she grew up in; yet, wishing I were in her shoes living the glamorous life and getting all the attention.
I caught myself dreaming about having a father like Ricky Santiaga, showering me with material things and calling me the prettiest girl in the world, without wondering why in the beginning I idolized this man and automatically crippled this good father image once he got caught.
It's funny how money change a situation...
I caught myself wonder if Mrs. Santiaga was right about womanhood and that beautiful women are suppose to be taken care of and that being her definition of a bad bitch meant you was a real woman. I completely forgot that she gave birth at 14 years old and never developed as a woman. I also didn't pay attention that she didn't have a name in the novel. She had no identity. She was just Mrs. Santiaga, Ricky Santiaga's property...

When Winter met the character Sister Souljah, immediately I wanted to be like Sister Souljah. I wished that I had a mentor like Sister Souljah in my teens and early 20s. She didn't have the looks like Winter, but her mind and words were so powerful and still managed to attract guys like Robert Langdon to clues, even when her legs were "super glued".
Phenomenal Woman.
Midnight was also a fantasy of mine. Not because of this good looks but because of his humility. He defied my definition of a man by showing me what real manhood is about. I'm used to insecure men who are concerned about cars, sex, and money. Not men like Midnight who values family, loyalty, and have morals. 

I was late on this book. I should have read this book years ago. It really changed my perspective on woman and manhood, and it takes a damn good book to change my world. "The Coldest Winter Ever" is not just a book, it's a damn good book. It caused me to miss my bus stop numerous times, ending up in towns that I never heard of, hopping on the wrong train, etc.

This book can help African Americans take a good look in the mirror. I recommend it to anyone who appreciates learning about different messages from another world...

Senegal offers land to Haiti

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

 Senegal's president says he will offer free land and "repatriation" to people affected by the earthquake in Haiti.

President Abdoulaye Wade said Haitians were sons and daughters of Africa since Haiti was founded by slaves, including some thought to be from Senegal.

"The president is offering voluntary repatriation to any Haitian that wants to return to their origin," said Mr Wade's spokesman, Mamadou Bemba Ndiaye.

Tuesday's earthquake killed tens of thousands and left many more homeless.

Buildings have been reduced to rubble, the distribution of aid is slow, and people have been flooding out of the devastated capital, Port-au-Prince.

"Senegal is ready to offer them parcels of land - even an entire region. It all depends on how many Haitians come," Mr Bemba Ndiaye said.

"If it's just a few individuals, then we will likely offer them housing or small pieces of land. If they come en masse we are ready to give them a region."

The spokesman emphasised that if a region was given, it would be in a fertile part of the country rather than in its parched deserts, the Associated Press news agency reported.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/africa/8463921.stm

My thoughts

Personally, I was elated when I heard the news. The first thought that crossed my mind was that the philosophy of Marcus Garvey was coming alive. He advocated for us Blacks to return to our homeland, Africa and now Haitians have a chance to walk on Africa's soil. I never been to Africa, but always thought of it as an utopia. Maybe it's because Lion King is my favorite movie and I still sob when Simba climbs Pride Rock, but something about Africa is enticing. This proposal is crucial to take under consideration since thousands or millions are left homeless; but, if residents of Haiti don't take this opportunity, I'll understand.
Why?
Because our ancestors fought, drew blood, labored, and sweated for Haiti. Many Haitians ran away from poverty, political corruptions, lack of resources, etc, migrated to land of opportunities, North America, and never looked back. I myself haven't been to Haiti in 10 years. Although I am Haitian American, born in Brooklyn, I am still held accountable for not standing up, taking the fortunate education I gained in America, and feeding knowledge to my fellow Haitians back home. With unity, Haitians can help rebuild Haiti. 


Knock Knock. Where is the government in Haiti? 
Response. No where to be found.


For years I've been running into many Haitians in the U.S. who have plans of running for president and bringing change to Haiti's economy. If these people were truly passionate about their disclaimer, now is the time. I'm aware that it's very difficult, maybe close to impossible, to bring Haiti to a prosperous state, but I believe in hope. If Haitians continue to run away, not only will Haiti lose it's culture, but Haiti will be occupied by foreigners.

I know a lot of Haitians here in the States are not opposed to the idea of U.S. taking over Haiti, but it still hits the P-spot. The pride spot. Haiti is the first Black nation to free itself from slavery, and that means something. I do believe that Haiti needs leadership. Leaders who will serve ALL people and bring forth better education, better engineering ( appropriate infrastructure), better health and legal system. Many look towards the white man to provide leadership, but what about Haitians? Can't Haitians be leaders too? Looking down the history line, I know many of the political figures in Haiti has caused great pain and suffering, but we're resilient people, and I know someone with fundamental values will step up. 

On another hand, it doesn't seem like Haitians have other choices but to leave. Many would prefer to move to DR, U.S., or Canada but borders are tight and well I'm pretty sure y'all know about immigration laws in North America...and so on so forth. Yes North America is offering (TPS) Temporary Protected Status, but it's only covers illegal immigrants who are already here. Not the victims in Haiti. So what should Haitians in Haiti do?
a. Take up the offer to settle in Senegal
b. Migrate illegally to nearby islands.
c. Stay. Move to the rural village and help the world rebuild or build back better the capital and areas severely affected.
 I pick (c) because the bottom line is that this is Haiti's chance to have a productive future. Haitians in Haiti need to focus on building themselves agriculturally. Help bring the farming sector into the 21st century.

I'm no expert so I'll keep my opinions at a minimum, but I'm still an observer and descendant who has the best interest in mind...





Ayiti

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Distraught. Shock. Worrisome. in Daze. stress. Are some of the words that describes what Haitians are experiencing right now. As a Haitian-American, I must say, I still cannot believe what just happened to Haiti. Although I haven't been there in 10 years, memories are vivid. As I sit and watch the disaster, I think about my grandfather, relatives, friends, and my 13 year old god daughter. My story is no different than anyone else, nor is it more important. We are all experiencing the same pain that Haiti is in. What shook me the most was when Rene Preval, president of Haiti said he himself was homeless. Haiti's government is no where to be found and our leader, Preval, shows signs of despair. If you ask me, he looked drunk and ready to skip town. There's no communication, all we have are footage on CNN. As I watch my family sitting down near the phones drinking poro tea (tea that brings down your blood pressure), tearing up from time to time, I feel helpless and I'm not sure what I'm suppose to feel. It scares me to know that thousands of Haiti's worse inmates escaped once the prison collapsed. There's a shortage of food and water and I know people will start bathing in the river as well as drinking from it. It scares me to think of diseases spreading from dead bodies and through rivers. Homeless people are sleeping on Chanmas, the place known for traditional kanavals.

Not sure if Haiti will ever be the same after this. It's like we've been wiped out. I still go to bed thinking if I've been dreaming. Apparently I'm not.

There are several ways of helping the people in Haiti.

Wyclef’s non-profit organization Yele is raising funds to that will go directly to the people of Haiti. Wyclef Jean is urging donors to text 'Yele' to 501501 and make a $5 contribution to the relief.



Also if you text HAITI  90999, $10 will be donated to the Red Cross. 

http://www.yele.org

http://www.unicef.org
http://www.savethechildren.org
http://www.redcross.org
http://www.worldvision.org
http://www.cnn.com

Please send aid to Haiti.

L'union fait la force









P.S. As I'm sitting at work writing this, I'm listening to a ignorant co-worker of mine saying that Haiti deserved this because of voodoo. For anyone out there who believes this non-sense, think about people of different races and cultures who've died from cancer, AIDS, car accidents, natural disasters, Asian Tsunami, Oklahoma city bombing, Katrina, 9/11, Virginia Tech, WWI, WWII, Hiroshima...Much Haitians are far more Christians than the people you find in US. Check out CNN, the people who are screaming Bondye, Jezi, are crying out to God. The people who have their hands in the air, are devoting themselves to God. And it's not because they're in a horrible situation and now looking for God, they cry out God's name since the day they were born. After the earthquake, they were singing gospel songs into the night. Know your history. Much of Haiti's and Central America's current problems go back to Reagan's economic policies. Haiti's buildings and houses weren't built for earthquakes. California has quakes all the time, but their buildings are designed for it. Voodoo caused this earthquake? Give me a break. Voodoo is done in Puerto Rico, Brazil, Dominican Republic, Africa, Jamaica, Cuba, etc. It's a religion. Religion has nothing to do with natural disaster. Learn all the ways that U.S. government has screwed over Haiti for the past 50 years instead.
Ignorance of cause and effect if you blame voodoo...

Define artist

Thursday, January 7, 2010
Something has been bugging me. Usually I would store these type of thoughts in my secret vault called my journal or I'll let it rent space in my mind, culminating those things called negativity, false assumptions, fear...very  detrimental to your immune system. But since it's a new year, I've decided to share certain thoughts and frustrations with hopes that someone will say they can relate along with feedback of how to overcome the illusions. 
Side note: So I realized that my posting comment thing is not working. I don't know how to fix it so if anyone ever want to comment, please e-mail at tarra86@gmail.com or contact me via facebook. My job is boring and I love reading. So comment away...


Anyhoo. I'm not so sure it's wise of me of sharing this type of information for "business" reasons of not looking like a complete loser, but whateves. For the past 3 months, I've been contacting online magazine & blogging sites to share my artwork on their sites. Hey they said if you want to be a featured artist, please contact me via [blank] and we'll get back to you... so I collected the guts to say "why not". I won't disclosure their names but they're small and have a lot of followers, thought it would be a good way to expose myself some more. I also figured if my friends like my artwork, maybe strangers would too... Some didn't even acknowledge me but others gave me false anticipation that they would post my artwork on their blog/magazine in a few weeks. Didn't happen. 
Wait! I thought they said sure! You'll be featured in a few weeks...as she scratches her head...more like never


Instead of being bitter about it, it has me wondering what is the definition of an artist. Is my work too amateurish to be featured? Did they not have the heart to say "we're sorry but we have better artist to talk about"? Yo no se but it got me thinking a lot and has me questioning if I really have some raw talent.
Back to the definition of an artist. Today while I visited one of the blogs that said they would feature me and instead featured another artist, it got me running to google to examine techniques & talents of others, and got me looking up amateur vs. professional artist. I tripped upon a forum on about.com "When Can You Call Yourself an Artist?". I must say, the various opinions gave me hope.


  • “I always point to Van Gogh who couldn't sell a painting in his lifetime and now is one of the best known artists in the world. If you read the letters he wrote to his brother, they just have an artist's soul. He talks on endlessly at one point about a particular shade of blue he saw that day. To me that's an artist. It wasn't what was in his pocket but in his heart.” -- Sue
  •  “I think being an artist comes from within, like a state of mind. … an artist is anyone who can express what is going on in their head/soul through any creative medium, whether it be spoken, written, sung, played, danced, or put on canvas. It is the act of releasing and documenting thoughts and feelings that makes one an artist.” -- Thoms Minotaur
  •  “An artist makes art, sees art in the world around them and, most importantly, feels art in their heart. If they sell their art or not does not matter. What matters is that they make art. If you never put it down on paper, canvas, clay or stone you only have ideas, not art. Your ideas might be brilliant but until it is tangible others cannot enjoy or appreciate your art.” -- Dianna
  •  “Everyone is an artist as a child. It's when they get older and start critisizing themselves that they stop creating art. I consider myself an artist because it's what I am; not for how many paintings I've sold. Maybe that's what makes you a professional artist. ” -- Sue
  •  “If you have a vision different from other people then I say you are an artist!” -- Jim 
  • “Whenever the thing that is uppermost on your mind; when you get up in the morning, when you have an unoccupied moment during the day, when you can't sleep at night; is ‘What can I (create) today?’ or ‘How can I finish that (creation)and make it spectacular?’ When the passion to make that painting, photograph, drawing, sculpture, etc. never quite leaves your thought processes and is a motivating/driving force in your daily life...then you are an artist. Many of the greatest artists in history were never famous until after they died. .. It's not about selling, it's all about the passion of creating something new and beautiful! Some artists don't care to share their work with others...it's just for their own enjoyment. And true artists don't care if anyone else thinks they are good or not and they are not concerned with what anyone else thinks of their work. They are strictly in it for the pleasure of creating, and if they sell and make money that's just icing on the cake! Especially if they are still alive to enjoy the income. You decide if you are an artist and don't let anyone else tell you any different if you are one.” -- SkyRamsey

Yes indeed an artist is one who makes art. I make art thus I'm an artist. I have no formal training, but I like to explore and let my brain control my hands. Isn't that good enough? Unfortunately, I let these informal rejections stamp this block on my creativity and that's why I haven't painted anything in 6 months. My bad. So one of my goals for this year is to stop taking things so personally and thrive to be a true artist; one who doesn't care if anyone thinks I'm good or not.  So with all of this said, I'm going to stop asking people to feature me and allow myself to be as you American people say: discovered. I'll still continue to share my artwork and post "inspiration and story behind []" because I refuse to be selfish. Time for me to stop worrying about making money or if I'm marketing myself the right way, and just draw when I feel like drawing and share them.




Thanks for the support!