Manifesting Ancient Prayers

Hey there reader and welcome to my website and first blog post! 

Today is Sunday, August 24th and I am nervous. But amongst my nerves I feel a sense of intense joy. It makes me excited to be sitting here writing to you at my lovely project studio here inside of the Gallery of Contemporary Arts Project room #130 located inside the Ent Center for the Arts. Through my nerves the sense of achievement glows. This moment feels like a dream I once had in 2020 when I was in the beginnings of my art career. It feels like an ancient prayer now made manifest into reality. Those times were filled with anxiety and so much creative problem solving.*Sigh.* I tell ya, I have learned so many lessons about my creative journey and business from being an art vendor, but that is a conversation for another day. Traveling further back, I am reminded of the long solo art nights I would have with myself in my bedroom as a preteen. The freedom I felt when pressing pencil to paper, looking for inspiration online and finding joy whenever I would come across a photo I found beautiful and wanted to try my hand at reimagining was unmatched. The depth of oneness I felt on those nights I try to return back to as often as I can. I don’t miss being a teenager, but I do miss not having the obligation of taking care of myself. Back then creativity was allowed to bloom in ways capitalism could never touch. Now as an adult artist being in “Artflow” or artistic flow is the sweet spot. “Creatives, can I get an amen? Haha!” To feel the limitlessness of time and space. To be in a spiritual trance translating whatever important needs to come through in THAT moment. To become fully linked with our desire to play. That stuff should be bottled up and given to the needy. To the spirits who most need the energetic and moral boost that comes from actualizing on canvas.

 I like to tell my friends that I am an art politician. Just a cheeky nod to the immense effort one has to go through when communicating with so many people for a desired goal of freedom of speech.

And my next campaign I am presenting to the city is: “Transcendent Femme”, an immersive gallery and third space. Amongst the paperwork, texts, emails, pick ups from Facebook Marketplace, social media planning, talking with my team about install plans, doing said installation plans, etc., etc., etc., there is still work to be done. By work I mean I am not finished with some pieces for the show. Gasp! I know. There is about 3 weeks left, but honestly I feel very calm about it all. My existential dread had already set in in June and ever since then I have been fine. Funny enough in June I had a tarot reading session with a friend in which I explicitly asked about whether or not I would finish all the pieces for my show and it said, quote: “Not likely.” Hahaha! Well my determination and ego are still activated from that response and I am still underneath the firm delusion that I will get everything done. God willing of course. 

Yes, life is a bit hectic right now. There are still some unknowns that I am wrestling with. For

instance, even though I do not think deeply about the impact of the exhibit on strangers, I do ponder how it will affect my friends and family. But mostly I am just deeply curious to know what T.F* will look like. It is one thing to sketch about an idea, to create vision boards and even make the props to go alongside it. I know that when the final week of September comes everything will become a bit more REAL. Let’s just say that October 3rd, 2025 will be a Grand Opening for us all. me as well. 

I leave you with this affirmation: “Great Divine I am open to receive pleasant surprises. I enjoy being caught off guard by blessings in all shapes and forms.” 

Ashe and can’t wait to see yall there! 

*T.F: Transcendent Femme