"New vibration"

Hello all! I've been painting/creating a lot these past few weeks and of course wanted to share my work as well of show my creative process.

This piece is on a 18x24 flat canvas panel. I used acrylics, glass beads gel, and lumiere acrylic. I want to call this piece "New Vibration" because I believe we're in a stage where we're going through a social change. Metamorphosis.
Human Evolution...

We've all heard it. Once again the world is supposedly ending soon but this time we're following what the Mayans predicted. Although I agree that the Mayans were highly intelligent beings, I don't believe what the media is saying is the accurate interpretation. I believe that we're entering a period of conscious revolution. A time where people will stop being afraid of the unknown, leaving their cocoons, becoming free, and embracing unity and love. Funny enough, I started noticing a shift in human consciousness via social media and non-mainstream music. More and more people are becoming open minded and being in tuned with their Higher Self.

Higher Vibration....

I don't know what will happen in 2012, or how a social change will happen. But what I do know is that people are discovering themselves and recognizing their mind power and listening their hearts.

Focus on the positivity...

Sweet Dreams

I have news for you lovies....

Hello my blogger family! So I have great news. I got accepted to participate in the Black Women's Art Festival in Philadelphia this year. I'll be a featured artist at their 8th annual festival happening July 27-31st.

Black Women's Art Festival-Philadelphia

This is my very first showing. This is my first "yes" actually.  I'm still shocked (I received the invitation yesterday morning). I've been rejected so many times (especially in Boston, well only in Boston) that it was to the point where I would ask myself "why are you still doing this?". Every time I submitted sample of my artwork to exhibitions or festivals in Boston, they either don't respond back, or, make it very clear that my art is not the kind of art they want to show.  However, drawing, painting, anything artsy is my life. Without it I feel robotic and nonexistent. It's my necessity so I never took the rejections so personal to the point where I decided to quit and be complacent...No way Jose.

 I feel very blessed and honored that I was picked to join many other artists in Philly. The theme is "Healing and Joy"-very ironic considering the changes I personally gone through.

Anyway, I had to share this news on my blog. I will keep you posted.

Thanks everyone for your support. Also, those who've been in my position or currently experiencing it, don't give up please. Remember, do it for yourself, appreciate what you do, don't be afraid to stand out or be an outcast, be patient and everything else will follow.

This is only the beginning...

Bwafphilly.org

23 months locs

I know I know I got really quiet on my blog. I have no excuses or a good reason. I just get really tired after work and spend my leisurely time on twitter. Anyway. Yesterday made my locs 23 months. 1 year 11 months. I can't believe it. It's true what they say, time flies. I started styling my locs more as you will see in the pictures after these lines. I brush my locs every night and it keeps my hair soft, removes lints, as well as stimulates my scalps. I'm over my "omg my locs are getting thin" crisis. Apparently I over dramatized that whole ordeal lol. My locs are fine. I joined two of them and now I'm satisfied with my locs agains.

Sidenote: Well it's still relevant but can I say that I love being called a nubian princess, or rasta queen, princess, empress or simply queen when I'm walking down the streets? LOL I love it!

I'm loving this current length as well. I can do so many styles now it blows my mind. Locs are very versatile and this has been an amazing journey thus far!

Goodnight

Artist spotlight

So I was on tumblr doing my daily browse when I fell upon these magnificent painting.

 Gorgeous huh?

What makes it even more dope is that the artist Minjae Lee from South Korea is merely 22 years old. Oh and self-taught.
I'm stunned because his style is phenomenal and knowing that he uses only markers, pens, and crayons is just mind-blowing.

To see more of Minjae Lee's artwork visit these following links

thecoolhunter

greno89.deviantart.com

22 month locs

Sigh. I'm still worried about my weak roots. I haven't twisted my hair in over 2 months to see if my hair will thicken. I also started using castor oil to see if that will help thicken my hair. By the way I had no idea that castor oil is what us Haitians call huile maskreti...I used to pick the seeds for the grown ups when I was a kid in Haiti. Memories

Anyway. My edges are thinning. Maybe it's in my imagination but I've heard stories of locs breaking and I'm afraid that will happen to me soon if I don't do anything about it...

On a good note, a good friend of mine will sew a few of them together for me so hopefully that will ease my worries. I can't believe I'm 2 months shy away from celebrating my 2 years growing locs. Time flies... I started styling them a bit lately

J'adore the versatility of rocking locs. There's so much that you can do.

Well that's it folks. That's all I can say for now. Have a good night!

Beauty of the day

I have a tumblr account now

I caved in. I opened up a tumblr account. Now my attention is divided amongst several outlets. That's the beauty of the internet. Anyway if you're on tumblr here's a link to my page

tarralu

This blog is still my baby tho so I will still keep this account. Just felt like joining the tumblr family and expanding...

Yesterday I Cried

Yesterday, I cried. 
I came home, went straight to my room, 
sat on the edge of my bed, 
kicked off my shoes, unhooked my bra, 
and I had myself a good cry. 
I cried until my nose was running all over the silk blouse I got on sale. 
I cried until my ears were hot. 
I cried until my head was hurting so bad 
that I could hardly see the pile of soiled tissues lying on the floor at my feet. 
I want you to understand, 
I had myself a really good cry yesterday. 

Yesterday, I cried, 
for all the days that I was too busy, 
or too tired, or too mad to cry. 
I cried for all the days, and all the ways, 
and all the times I had dishonored, disrespected, 
and disconnected my Self from myself, 
only to have it reflected back to me in the ways others 
did to me the same things I had already done to myself. 
I cried for all the things I had given, only to have them stolen; 
for all the things I had asked for that had yet to show up; 
for all the things I had accomplished, only to give them away, 
to people in circumstances, which left me feeling empty, 
and battered and plain old used. 
I cried because there really does come a time when 
the only thing left for you to do is cry. 

Yesterday, I cried. 
I cried because little boys get left by their daddies; 
and little girls get forgotten by their mommies; 
and daddies don't know what to do, so they leave; 
and mommies get left, so they get mad. 
I cried because I had a little boy, 
and because I was a little girl, 
and because I was a mommy who didn't know what to do, 
and because I wanted my daddy to be there so badly until I ached. 

Yesterday, I cried. 
I cried because I hurt. I cried because I was hurt. 
I cried because hurt has no place to go 
except deeper into the pain that caused it in the first place, 
and when it gets there, the hurt wakes you up. 
I cried because it was too late. 
I cried because it was time. 
I cried because my soul knew that I didn't know 
that my soul knew everything that I needed to know. 
I cried a soulful cry yesterday, and it felt so good. 
It felt so very, very bad. 
In the midst of my crying, 
I felt my freedom coming, 
Because... 

Yesterday, I cried 
with an agenda


-Iyanla Vanzant

Picture of the Day

via: exiledsoul

The human heart...

“The human heart stripped of fat and muscle, with just the angel veins exposed.”


via: hotcupsoftea

Oh Lawd!

what a beautiful man
*faints*

"Torture"

Ink on 16x20 flat panel

I'm a lazy artist. I like to procrastinate. I'm telling you, this piece been sitting in the corner patiently waiting for my attention. I sketched this out last October or November

and just ignored it...

Torture..

Well since I decided to start focusing more on my portfolio, I decided to finally paint it. The process gave me a headache

went from white lips to purple

to white again...

I couldn't make up my mind especially with the colors. I haven't done black and white in a long time so I was itching to add some vibrant colors. However, I think leaving it black and white says a lot more...