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BLACK UNITY IN IMAGES AND POETRY

"Our responsibility is to value ourselves  and  our community..."

The Reclamation
The Reclamation
With Love We Stand
From the Spirit that IS
Love Yourself
Love Yourself
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ARTIST STATEMENT - May 2016

 

Unity isn’t as simple as holding hands and singing songs. A community becomes more unified once the people within it reflect on themselves and become aware of what the community needs from one another. I believe it is important for African Americans to become more unified, and my mixed media paper sculptures aim to not only explore issues within African American communities, but to also highlight blackness in a more positive way. In addition to my mixed media artwork, my hand-written poems address certain issues in these communities that need more attention and awareness such the issue of self-hatred, ignorance of ancestry, single-parent households, and disconnection from the spiritual self. My poems and artworks combined, reveal a more positive position on these issues by emphasizing better knowledge of black history, having a more valued perspective of the black body, having a closer knit foundation at home, and deeper consciousness of the black soul. Each image is inspired by a different Adinkra symbol. These symbols correspond to West African proverbs that have inspired my project as whole. Each of these four topics have been paired with a specific Adinkra symbol and my poems redirect their meaning from an African American angle. My use of paper in this project gives my images some volume by extending strips of paper from it; creating an interaction between the wall space, the poetry, and the images. The combination of the poems and the images give depth and personalization to each work, unifying them as a whole body of work, tying them to African heritage, as well as emphasizing black value and the importance of unity.

POEMS 

HWEHWEMUDUA - LOVE YOURSELF

Strong naps snag

Curls curve close

Tug by the bristle

Snap knot…

 

There is strength in being this beautiful.

Flawlessness in this hue,

Admiration of this shape,

An unparalleled sight of shimmery skin-

A power in the dark.

 

Strong naps snag­

Curls curve close

Tug by the bristle

Snap knot…

 

I will be glorified for my

Rich brown eyes,

Plump caramel lips,

And unapologetic hips

Because race does not mortify my mind

And I fear not of the darkness

 

Snap NOT…

 

Let your blackness burn the earth,

Scarring misconceptions,

Erasing self-hatred.

No matter the judge,

Know your worth.

No matter the curse,

Hear no hate.

No matter the looks,

See the beauty:

 

Let love come from yourself to

Pollinate and resonate in the hearts

Of our kin.

Be the fresh eye!

SANKOFA - THE RECLAMATION

No history book

Know my name

No other culture know my pain

Descendants of charcoal kings

Born from majestic brown queens

That would breastfeed me the knowledge

Once stripped away

To nurture my identity…

Togo, Gambia, Mali,

Ghana, Nigeria, Cote D’ivoire,

Go way back through my blood-

A river through my mind,

Races the question: who am I?

Find your root, African spirit,

Go fetch it and use it…

Bring power to the mind,

Reclaim yourself!

Look back

And rediscover the “you”

That your ancestors

Were meant to be.

Move on, move on, go and carry on,

That Africa in Afro-American.

EBAN - WITH LOVE, WE STAND

Hands sewn brick

No person fall…

A mother

A father

A child

With each role established,

The child may stand:

Protected,

And will learn to love.

No question will be born from brokenness:

Mother, how could you?

No heart left unsatisfied by an empty name

Father, who are you?

Agape love, keeps the home whole

A mother who teaches

A father who supports

A child who learns

Building solid

Family

NYAME NTI - FROM THE SPIRIT THAT IS

 

This is a call

To humanity,

That transcends

Ideologies and flesh

 

Connected by spirit, we move:

Grander,

Through a pasture,

Never treaded on by the

Differences we share….

For our souls leaf out

From an omnipresent stem and

 

Our understanding grows.

 

Never reasoning purpose;

Just translating existence

 

To that…

We overstand.

© Copyright Kayla R Skeete
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