These collages are unambitious, like me.
I find abstraction to be a window into a free person’s mind. I believe an abstract artist isn’t unnerved by looking or making a “mess”; they welcome the sometimes unhinged, disjointed, hard-to-follow, and surprisingly clear path their minds take them with curiosity and, for some, confidence.
Black people often find the need to be the best, the most excellent, the most put together; an exercise in building a prison of perfection that leaves little room for naturally nebulous visuals and the inevitability of meandering thoughts. There is a freedom in recognizing that your hair, face, weight, salary, home, and relationships can never be perfect, and I want to teach my child this. I want her to be free.
These collages were created from finger-painting samples made by my 4-year-old. I cut them and glued them into formations that I envisioned throughout 2024. These collages represent a galaxy in the afrofuture, where capitalism isn’t what saves us; rather, it may be pleasure and vulnerability. In these small collages, I attempt to embody a deviation into the abstract towards these characteristics, a departure from perfection, or even a recognizable form.
Here, continue to experiment with the idea that play could help counter the pressure to be exceptional.