Drawing
Every Brushstroke Was a Wish
In the small, quiet town of Avelar, there was a woman named Lena who painted with the kind of passion that only the truly lost could understand. Her cottage was perched at the edge of a vast forest, the kind of place where the whispers of the trees seemed to reach through the windowpanes, mingling with the rhythm of her brush against canvas. People in the town would pass by and sometimes glance at the paintings displayed in her window. But few, if any, understood the soul of her work.
By Jhon smith15 days ago in Art
A Matter of Coincidence
Tuesday, 3 September 2024 Ayesha Fareed Ahmed, Mirpur Khas Sheeda was a simple and innocent man. One day, he was going to his wife’s village to bring her back. On the way, he saw some donkeys grazing on grass at a certain place. Eventually, he reached his in-laws’ house. His wife’s brother asked him to sit in the guest room.
By Sudais Zakwan16 days ago in Art
What Happened to Keith Porter?. Content Warning.
I am writing this letter with a heavy heart and an unwavering commitment to justice. On New Year’s Eve, our community lost a beloved father, son, and friend—Keith Porter Jr., a 43-year-old Black man whose life was tragically cut short at his Northridge apartment complex. Keith was not just a name in the news; he was a loving father, a “girl dad,” and a man who brought joy and kindness to everyone who knew him. His mother, Franceola Armstrong, described him best:
By Organic Products 20 days ago in Art
The Crossroads of Becoming
I found it by accident. Tucked between a laundromat and a shuttered bookstore, half-hidden by ivy and time, stood a rusted phone booth. Not the sleek glass kind from movies, but an old metal one—peeling paint, cracked receiver, a dial so stiff it groaned when turned. No one had used it in years. Probably decades.
By KAMRAN AHMAD26 days ago in Art
A Modern African Tarot
The thirteenth card in A Modern African Tarot invites a radical shift—not in motion, but in perception. Where XI JUSTICE confronts truth and accountability, XII HANGED MAN asks us to release control, embrace stillness, and see the world from a new angle. This card reimagines the traditional Hanged Man archetype through African patience, spiritual surrender, and the wisdom of waiting.
By Vongani Bandi27 days ago in Art
Art Isn’t Escape — It’s Translation
People often speak of art as a doorway out—an exit from reality, a refuge from pain, a soft place to land when the world grows loud. They say we read to forget, paint to flee, write to disappear. But the longer I live, the less that idea holds. Art has never taken me away from life. It has taken me deeper into it.
By Jhon smithabout a month ago in Art
