My creative expression is intuitive, as you know, so sometimes, I end up painting messages to younger versions of myself to help them understand that the mistakes they think they made, or the path they chose, was just fine because it all made me the person I am right now. A person I love more than anything or anyone. And I believe that more Black womxn and girls need these messages.
I had trouble with this piece for sure. I doubted my inner child's choices and methods, I made excuses for the parts of her that were being represented. I felt it unfair to paint her this way. But in allowing it to happen, surrendering to that child's truth, I've been able to see all of us in a new way. And I'm grateful.
This post is late in coming because, I had to get my words together. I wanted to make sure that I was completely honest and transparent, as is my way. I also wanted to make sure I conveyed the gravity of this project in a way that did not diminish my intention or its goal. Can we talk? As you know, I'm a Black womxn. I can add other labels to that description, but Black womxn is sufficient right now. Being a Black womxn is no easy task. And I don't have the time or space to write about what...
I’m going to be completely transparent here, because I love y’all, and I believe with all my heart that right now, with all that’s going on, Black people need to be open, honest, and transparent about our feelings, so we can heal them and move forward, together.