Dutch wax obsessed

Dutch wax obsessed

On a recent trip to Paris for the first time ever, I fell in love with dutch wax fabrics. As a painter inspired mostly by graffiti and anything vibrant, this was candy and culture shock to my eyes. As this was my first time in Paris, it was also my first time experiencing being called an American, without being referred to as “black” or “African American” ; just American….and what is “American” anyway? This experience helped me to see race, culture, and one’s origin as a cultural construct. Such is the fabric and people I discovered in Paris. So through the next wave of art and sounds I’ll be giving into this obsession of Dutch wax/African inspired, bright patterns, as well as letting out some sonic expressions of being American…human..and all of whatever that means. This image is one of few rough sketches I’ve got. I don’t want to give it all away yet. So, more to come.


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