Hope

This is a crossroads for me. Like many other young people my age I'm faced with some seemingly life threatening decisions. Mostly career and love life related. I've just gotten to the point where I can no longer be led. There's only one way to do things now, my way. Problem is, I don't quite know what that is yet.


'Tends to feel like we're running out of time. Like we need to make that crazy money before 30 (I have no clue who set this stooopid deadline that everyone's now chasing - probably a rapper).

A friend of mine tweeted something that gave me a lifeline amidst my paper-chase panic. She wrote "I want a car", so a retweeted "Don't you mean NEED?" (Of course referring to my own feelings on the subject). Then she said (...and here's the gold) "I have everything I need, I would like a car." I paused as this sunk in and realised she's right. This was absolute madness. Most of us really do have what we need, we even have whom we need. We just let pop culture get to us. And frankly we're not being fair to ourselves. The people we're so busy trying to catch up with are constructed images (we all know this remember!!??)...it's honeslty not real. None of it, Hollywood, Santdon, Watch The Throne or what ever the source of your pressure. Relax, it's for TV.


I'm not saying success doesn't exist. I'm just saying maybe for now, it's enough to just work at it and hope for the best.

Hope, that's all.

I took this while I was in my home town a couple of months ago.

Talking Heads

These are just some illustrations I made of things I just wish that someone would have told me. :)

Love is in the hair

Our hair bothers us a lot. It's beyond something explicable in a single documentary, magazine article or even my measly little blog post. It's deep and even definitive. i.e: You have a long straight Brazilian weave? You're a gold digger. You wear yours in tight natural coils? You're one of them overly deep poetic types. We are judged by it, classed by it, bound by it to the identities people create for us when they look at it. 

I'm not in any way trying to stir up a revolution but I'm glad we're finally talking about it. Talking about the fact that we never feel like enough in our own. Talking about the fact that we have created a prison for ourselves in trying to keep up with Eurocentric notions of beauty. Talking about it. That's one way to start the change. And I cant help but feel that change is apon us. I truely hope this isn't just a trend. I hope that it's the start of a love. Love of self.

This is good. Talking means we're thinking. That's all.
 
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Oh and...How awesome are these illustrations? Check out more HERE

Beauty

My reading hit list.

Lovette!

Block that colour :) And maybe steal some inspiration from my people :D