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©CHD:WCK! TIME WARNER ARENA (where the Charlotte Bobcats play ball (or don’t - i don’t really follow) as seen from the LYNX Light Rail station.
©CHD:WCK! AphroWoman: In Transit (pen, marker, and paint, on a Charlotte LYNX train schedule)
“let me breath on your hands.” “huh?!??!!” i replied as i turned around. “you just washed your hands. let me breath on them.” “nah, i’m good.” i said to the machine with the crusty mouth and a lazy eye. you can have some weird interactions when you travel with strangers.
i enjoy creating. it’s good for my soul. i love the way my art makes me explore and challenge my own ideas and beliefs. art emboldens me to share my viewpoint. i enjoy the connections art allows me to have with others. i would like for my art to justify financially the amount of time doing it. i would like for art to sustain the lifestyle i desire. and maybe those things will happen. but the pressure of those desires hinders me creatively and puts a strain on my creative process. art is a passion. art is “TIXE NA TON”.
