Art and Me

yesterday we were taken back in time, living in  1913, travelling through time,back in the 80's when Sophiatown was alive with music and dance, even though they were opressed.it was a great experience!!!thanks to convention center and the organizers for the exhibition!! and ohhhh me and my friends now own dompasses!!excuse my spelling!

to more pressing issues??such as?? teenage pregnancy?? so i had a conversation with my girls the other day. we have people come to warn us about ten pregnancy and hiv, i think so far in my life i have attended those discussions more than i've gone to church. the message that is given to primary school kids, cannot be the same as the one given to university students, we cant really truly expect them to be abstaining, thats being ignorant and being unrealistic... its a fact university students engage in sexual activities( i was going to say "have sex" haha,but that sounds more appropriate) we cant be told to abstain, but we can be told to protect ourselves!we need to talk about issues and accept that the youth are engaging in sexual acts, instead of wishing they weren't, and bombarding them (us) with dumb s**t like we should abstain. lets talk!

ever wondered why some people are so domineering? there are well known leaders that have led nations to destruction,but have never been brought down, are they that powerful?? even in every day life,we come across such people that we cant say no to, those that persuade us into doing things, that are against our beliefs. isit because we obey to authority, even when we can clearly see that it is wrong to do whatever we are said to do?? do those people  have the power to manupulate us into believing that we do things for a good cause, or that someone needs to be done. do they have the ability to get the human mind to comply what they say it should do...most often we fall for this...may be big or small...

some of Vincent van Gogh's work...

first heard of him from Daniel Silva's book, rembradt affair!

me and the kids of Kagontle in Mafikeng,looooove em!!!doing my psyc project though i wish i could continue with them. i have learnt alot from them!

my biggest weakness is seeing others suffer, especially kids, it tears me apart, i cant stand it, i just feel responsible for each and every kid around, pity i cant be there for them and give them what they need!!

ohkay but then again, african music made in african beats rocksss!! im talking about Simphiwe Dana,Asanda Bam, really soulful music. the african sounds just beautifies the music, the language too!! i dont think i have ever heard a xhosa singer that sounds soo deep like Sis SIMPHIWE DANA!! STRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!! i loveeee the music!!!

who are we???

love photography!!! the amazing world of black and white photography.

wish i knew how to play a guitar! love it!

so i love starting conversations bout stuff that i feel aren't talked about. or even stuff that i like, it's hard though. and then i went to the library just loking for a novel, i instead ended up finding a book about conversation analysis,and i flipped the pages. i have been reading it slowly now for 3 weeks, its very educational. i learned from it to have fruitful conversations,to understnd what people are really trying to say and whatnot. so there!! there is also an art of conversating!!

i once wrote this poem "i, i the girl of aspiration, he girl who shines of her inspiration" now... i write i,i the girl of desperations,the girl who shines of her miseries, the face of struggles and wounds, emotions hardened the erect males forcing themselves on me, i once laughed and understood that my purpose is being a vagina, that has a body and brains, to be pinned by the wall, to be fucked hard! what is a woman? a man once said, she's a kitchen,a bed a and whore. i have died twice in my womanhood, my soul looking over my flesh ,my soul looking over my physical self, the woman, on earth the breasts,the body,the genitals, a definition of a woman. i am a woman, a soul that is comprised of love and peace! a soul that was murdered by prostitute lovers, the soul that was once dormant, and is now living in the caves of love somewhere in peaceland!

so i used to dream of myself as  model,but i could never sacrifice my fur, i just cant shve my legs,lol its my treasure.

listening to Jean Grae's song love thirst always reminds me of the place where my heart  dwells, damn!!!!yooooooooooo!!!!  

ties and suits  worn by straight jacket maniacs , people belonging to aasylums, offices ran by nymphomaniacs, presidents seats occupied by illiterate souls, famished nations digesting hope, while living with famine, 14 year old fathers playing soccer on dusty   grounds,  school buildings restricting a growing child's mind, sex a toy used for purposes of gaining pennies, pennies that fill our pockets, raising our egos and social status a smile a rare sight in the world we created , love just a word , no longer an undescribable , overwhelming feeling, girls pulling panties down for love, and boys giving love for a come.

a couple of months ago, i read a book called rembrandt affair by Daniel Silva, an art fiction about the legendary Van Gogh. thats when i became interested in paintings,i guess i was always intrigued by it, but was yet to find out about a whole new world of art!  such work that makes you wonder if someone can possess such an incredible talent. 

like the saying goes, a picture says a thousand words!! pictures are a freezing moment in time, that can remind us of what occurred in that particular time. pictures are mementos!!

i couldnt agree more!!! h

i just miss summer!!

Music!!!! Music!!!! that kendrick lamar song,black boy fly, is sooo inspirational

As a book fanatic, be it a novel,fiction, any type of book really,well especially crime. For me a book is a person's ideas and hardwork. so i cant really stand people who write reminders on books, or pours water on a book. i feel as though,its direspecting someone's ideas,thoughts,dreams,hardwork and dedication. im obsessed about books! they make me feel at ease,its my way of escaping from the real world,to wander in the pages of a book,to walk,talk and think on the pages even live in them. the ability of a person to get into your imagination,and keep you interested in the book,from cover to cover,is art!!!!! greatness!!!! awesomeeeenessss!!!! so just respect books! read!!empower yourself!!! read informative books,not that novels!!!!! i love books!!!! and a big shout out to all the authors out there!!!!

i never thought that a mere pot flower would bring so much happiness to a child, just recently me and my psychology mates went to do a project at an orphanage, it was the most fun i have ever had. because really happiness is not only brought on by receiving but giving. the kids were excited! they begged us to come back again, no matter the environment, they were alive and funny!really very funny! i should share the pictures,as sooon as the project is over.

beautiful!!!!! vintage!!!!

i met a new friend yesterday,after my last class. he asked me "you always carry books,i bet you love reading" i smiled and nodded. for the next 30 minutes or so,the coversation went from just reading to writing, i was so happy to meet someone who shares my passion it was a relief,not to have to explain why i read alot. its always cool finding a friend in an artist!! awesomeeeee!! #GRINS

i thought they were crayons!! creativity!! even logs can be a piece of art.

who???? where??? how??? when??? art is who he makes it, he who scuplts his thoughts into a piece, he who connects words with their thoughts art is where the ability of being artistic comes from, the "HEART" the mind, the inner deeper self, emotions art is how, the feelings,thoughts and ideas are moulded into a physical tangible beautiful piece, be it a painting,poem art is when mind,body and hands come together to produce

that was me, during my psychology class, just writting words,well yeahh!!!haha having fun with pen,paper and my brains!!

oh my gosh this book,i usually enjoy crime novels. but here Caroline Leavitt, tells a story of two women who cross paths, the other dies and the other lives,it is a very sad story based on love,secrecy and findinh out that people arent who they say they are. you could shed a tear,but its one of those stories that touches you!!! its a definite page turner.

when tribal tongues howl to undo what was so painfully attained the greedy will sing their freedom songs loudest, the national anthem with full mouths. they will shred and hoist their country's flag highest and soil the country's legal pages. they will have forgotten to remember those who sacrificed their lives through the violence of rivers and ambush of virgin forests undivided by mountains. i shared this because its soo relevant even in our own lives great indeed

i have always struggled to understand why we poets do not get the recognition we would like to get. until i had a conversation with a fellow poet. his view was,that people dont necessarily understand us poets what we say and what we often mean. not so long ago some guy told me that my poetry is "too deep", so that meant i had to dumb it down. which meant that if i wrote like that,whatever i would write would lose its meaning, and he continued to say "then what about the people who gets your poetry?" so i now understand how people view poetry and now i dont really expect anyone to like what i write, because we get too many "oh,that was dope!" comments, instead of what was the message, or what insired it. and then while attending a poetry session some guy recites,and his friend whom is not a pote jumped up and down with joy saying "that's my friend!!" then one of the poets said, "why you excited?poets dont become famo...

blood bloooood blood!!!! a pleasing sight to a self mutilator an opportunity to inhale and exhale all the bullshit! blood, a breath to the troubled air,suffocater of skin cutters for love+pain=pleasure whips and sticks sacrificing the physical self to let our souls breathe and live!!!

waking up early in the morning rushing to town to sell some carry bags,toothbrushes: small business also means small money better off than stealing something that leads us to jail. just woke up and read that poem!! :-)

an eye on art an eye of art art of an eye eye on an eye!!!

my feet on sand, sand that was given birth by dying rocks, sand so soothing!!! :-) LOVE wallking barefoot

one of the best books from Danielle Steel!! as always its about life,love and hapiness!!! i loved it!!you'll love it tooooooo!!

Alot of people hate traffic with a passion, i dont, traffic is that moment in the day where i see people behind the wheel getting super frustrated, and use violent verbage on fellow motorists, all im saying is, art is not just a picture or a painting, to me, the "get" together of cars every morning is art! i love traffic!!

vintage!!!

oh yeah!!!haha!! i realised we live, but not our own lives, we live the life of our families no matter how hard we try to rebel agaist it!! some of us live for our religions,lovers,work no matter how you see it our lives are not own!

our souls initiated our first meeting even before we met, its better to sit with you holding me, even when we dont touch and fulfill temptations of the skin because we make love with our eyes, the best thing about you and i is even when you far, i fall in love more, and make love to you more

me and my bestie!!!!! this was like in april!! miss him.

so i am reading a book called she comes first!! recommend it to all couples out there!! man read it for your woman!!!

for the love of art: the first kiss : we were locked in the midst of natural waters flowing back and forth our eyes tightly closed so that we don't let the perfect picture...

we were locked in the midst of natural waters flowing back and forth our eyes tightly closed so that we don't let the perfect picture in our adventure pass while our emotions lecture our every move, that's how i feel when our lips lock in pleasure when devour me