Self Imposed Isolation

exploring. learning. growing.

Homey Claus, the Healer!

Yesterday is was 20 degrees in NYC...as a warm blooded West Coaster, i'm never ready for that. So, I caught a cold...and kinda lost my voice a little...So today, the universe forced me to chill, very much against my will. Today, my to do list...goes to Homey Claus...


Laughter! The greatest medicine.

In the Studio...

Working on some new stuff. Then, a tech difficulty...So I took some photos :) OK, back to work!

Feel the magic!

Whattup y'all! Sorry for the absence! Been working hella hard in all aspects of life. Magically, i'm still smiling! All in all, life is lovely and I am so grateful for all the love, the smiles, the hugs and the beautiful patience that so many people have with me! I'm working overtime, because I feel the change coming, and I want to be ready for it... Feel ME? If you stay ready, you ain't got to get ready (c) Suga Free. So, i'll be steadily, in front of the computer until all this work is done! Give thanks!

My Birthday Living Room Session w/ Caits Meissner!

To read Caitlin's full commentary, visit her blog at king poetic




Good times! I'm feeling Lucky with on my Lucky 27th! Stay posted, more dopeness to come!

Portraits of the self

Dedicated to MJ, the man in the mirror. You will truly live in the heart of the world forever.

Ouagadougou, BF West Africa

In front of Cine Burkina during the FESPACO film festival circa 2003. Mayn, those were the days!

A Poet and her camera circa 1998

when I was 15, me and my cousin would take trips to Tijuana to by cheap GUESS? and faux Cartier watches. I never liked to take pictures of "locals" but the photographer in me can't help it. I just took a few quick shots, then commenced to parlay.

Most days, I found myself snapping pictures on Crenshaw...the prefered hang out strip of my youth. Lemeirt Park/ Barbershop Row. It was a great way for me to talk to all the cuties who lined the streets. 15 years old, no shame, just hormones and wonder. Looking back, it helped me get over my shyness. :)

This one got published in an L.A. Times anthology that same year.

Another restless night...

You know, sometimes I have so much energy, I don't know what to do...What to write... when I have not much to say. Or is it that I have too much to say and lack the patience to write it down...When all else fails. Color!

The Breakup (cuz some days these city lights is too much)

To be honest, I've simply fallen out of love with you. I remember how things used to be... I was in awe of your greatness. Thought no one was better than you. Gave up my own home to make a home with you. But you never treated me right. You never loved me, though you taught me so much. You are so cold...and then so hot. I never really get to enjoy you like I should. I believed, once, in the dream of you. But I have woke up now! And even though, you are spewing with clubs that offer free liquor, i'm feeling like, I can't drink like that forever... Is this really all that your'e about? So shallow, yet so overwhelming, like a faux homie,you are so overratted, with your high rent prices, tiny apartments that we share with mice, unattentive landlords. I just can't take it anymore, so i'm leaving. Not sure if i'm coming back. I need the sun, heat, some time in the mountains and at the beach. I need my roots right now, not your brick walls and stinky bummy trains. So consider this,our first official split, where you and all that you are made of, are out of sight, and out of mind.

:( cold already...self imposed house arrest...

So you know how we do around these parts! We PLAY DRESS UP and have a PHOTOSHOOT inside the warm apartment!!!! It's so warm! Pure joy! First-I made the green toule headgear --and the cosmic headphones... Oh- you ain't know that I wuz crafty, huh! I'm an artist...stay makin' ish.Thanks Protius for taking these pics and doing all that magic that you do! Speaking of craftiness and all thangs crafty! I've found my love for sewing and making jewelry again. How'd that happen. Well,first it got cold, then I got soooooooo annoyed going shopping and finding that the ish I like costs like thousands of dollars that have yet to find their way to my wallet... So i'm sayin'...I got my thousand dollar style for about 30 cents!!!! HOLLA! You might be seeing a clothing line from me in twenty 09? Another job! Absolutley...y'all ain't know i'm Jamaican mayn!