Monday, February 28, 2011

The Search - La Busqueda. Hiding behind what I am - Escondido detras de lo que soy

Sometimes I think I know who I am, but it happens that I don't know myself anymore. In my mind I am someone I am no longer in real life. Thoughts and actions have become a contradiction. When did I lose track of the person I was /am?.
The older I get the blurrier the lines of who I am ...

Are we one person or many at the same time?

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A veces pienso que se quien soy , pero sucede que ya no me conozco a mi mismo. en mi mente soy alguien que ya no existe en la realidad. Mis pensamientos y mis acciones se han convertido en una contradicción. Cuando perdí la huella de quien soy?
Mientras mas envejezco mas borrosas se van convirtiendo las lineas de quien soy...

Somos una personas o varias a la misma vez?

Hiding behind what I am - Escondido detras de lo que soy
Graphite on paper - Grafito
5ft x 2ft



Wednesday, February 23, 2011

The Search - La Busqueda. Roots - Raices

It is difficult to be in two places at the same time, my body in one and my heart in another. there are some things that you can never forget. We all carry suitcases full of things - emotions, feelings, memories, friends, other lives we no longer live.

When did my life come to a complete stop?

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Es dificil estar en dos lugares al mismo tiempo; mi cuerpo un un lugar y mi corazon en otro. hay cosas que nunca vamos a poder olvidar. Todos cargamos maletas llenas de cosas - emociones, sentimientos, recuerdos, amigos, otras vidas que ya no vivimos.

Desde cuando se detuvo mi vida por completo?

Roots - Raices
Graphite , 2ft x 1ft - 1mt x 55cm

Monday, February 21, 2011

Journal - Supposedly all the same...



" People are pretty much alike. It's only that our differences are more susceptible to definition than our similarities."

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Monday, February 7, 2011

Journal - P.M.



"It's not what this country can do for you but what you can do for your country"

Journal - Politicians



No matter how much you think things are going to change, they are more likely to stay the same.

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Journal - Mix Child



True story - I moved to Trinidad when I was 19 years old and before that I thought I was black or considered black in my country, but somebody told me here that I was not black...

-"look at your hair, look how you talk..."

so ever since 2004 I no longer know what I am.