Too Black? Too White? What Does That Even Mean?!
Not sure where I I have been painting for years without a true end goal of what I want to have happen. I used to show my work, I used to have ambitions of being in galleries. To be honest, besides the pure love I have for art and the artistic process. Truth is I got hurt. Throughout my early twenties I traveled with my art. I did shows and art festivals. The overall comments that I received was my art is too black for the white community and too white for the black community. Well, I still am not sure what that means, but I really don’t care anymore.
I look back not only as an artist, but as a woman and I have wasted so much time and energy in the wrong things. Worrying about what others thought of me, worrying if I was good enough, if I was being judged because of my weight or my color. It became all consuming to a point where in trying to please everyone, I lost myself. It’s been a slow journey but really through Christ, I have been able to stop the feeling of inadequacies.
In this piece I wanted to show the connection. The connection between women no matter what color we are. We are so busy pointing out our differences and not celebrating our similarities. There are very few people that I see that stand in love. Our community and society is in a sad state. It’s not done yet because I don’t know how I want to finish.