Each of my visual artworks are layered by the rhythm of the time - flowing - while the word is spinning in systematic rush. I take my inks and brush until life poems emerge in front of I eye, I reflect upon my culture, in all compassion that I create - a safe space from an earth that sometimes, senses loss, I regenerate in natural retreat to nest the inner self at home. make sure the soup I stir is no copy paste, no confusion or mistake, all DNA I own in truth, Rooted Art as Poetry for the I of you and me. A practice of patience that keeps hospitals away, yet, heals the sick to sway in a dance of living kind harmony. 

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No His-Story Her-Poetry

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Ends all system for true (he)art in living kind. 

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My visual poetry travelled the world from Paris to Montreal, from Amsterdam to New York, from Londen to the Caribbean and from Island to a living room in Ghana. 

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My work is made on wood, canvas, bedspreads and curtains, some works come from under my bed even traveling a life among where I sung. Some works never showed, the are made for private family and business collections that where made only for the eye of the beholder. Other large scale works shine off the walls of retreat centres, hotels of boutique companies, where they are often used as kind reflection or beautiful lasting memory in video or picture. 

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My art roots give me the experience to create where I come and create cocreation in positive, hands on professional set up to let everyone be part of living growth in beautiful symbiosis with who we are as human being. ​

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