Poem: “You’re Not a Real Angel”

“You’re Not a Real Angel”
Written by Salkis Re

 

 

“This World is Yours” Abstract Art by Salkis Re

When they call you an angel,
you choose not to receive it,
You think angels don’t look like yourself,
and you feel you ought to look as them to believe it.

Their wings are pretty and all uniformed and white,
while you sit here in bursts of all this color.
And somehow you view your rainbows
as an embarrassment to the others.

White wings are just more classy,
is what your mind makes you say.
And all your colors are just too festive
to show the earthlings how to seriously pray…

But when God made you my angel,
he was more adventurous and brave.
And he added his sharpened skill onto you
and made what he once couldn’t create.

So open up your wings, flap them like thunder
and give the wind something to do.
And show the world that angels come in all colors
and that the best of them do look like you…

Mistress of Words”
~Salkis Re
Art by Salkis Re
PAINTING:”This World is Yours”
Available Here: https://www.iloveherart.com/signatureโ€ฆ/the-world-in-my-hands

This poem I wrote today is about ownership and respect for the difference that make you who you are.

We are always looking at the grass over there thinking that its better than the patch of grass we are standing on.

Decide that you will take ownership of what makes you YOU.

We do not have to be the same.

I do not have to look the same.

And peace won’t come to you if you were to suddenly become

somebody else because inner peace only comes from acceptance of self.

When We Were Kings

African American Art
Artist/Life Coach

I just want to say this. Advertising, media in general really, has been used as a weapon against the minds of the unassuming public.

There is nothing created in the media that doesn’t have an alternate purpose underneath what they are selling.

Do the beer commercials sell beer?

No!

They sell Friendship, and Leisure.

Do car companies sell cars?

No!

H&M Racist Advertisement

They sell status and the opportunity to bang beautiful women.

All media does it feed us messages about what are

supposed to feel and the things we are supposed to want.

Take it that seriously…

There is no bigger magician than the media.

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“When We Were Kings” Art by Salkis Re

 

So here is my interpretation of ย H&M’s “oversight”.

This is a poem I wrote explaining the piece.

 

 

 

“When We Were Kings”
Written by Salkis Re

My mother said that if we went there,
we would make a lot of money.
She said I shouldn’t be upset
cause we’ll get paid
if she allows them to call me a Monkey.
I wasn’t sure,
but what could I do?
Since mom insisted the shirt was just fine.
So I sucked in my pride
and did what they said
so that I could finish in time.
But I was a little down, and to cheer me up,
my mother took me for ice cream.
And when we got home,
she talked on the phone
about how she’s so proud of me.
But I was a little hurt
that I had to wear that shirt,
when the white boy was
the “Expert” on the scene.
I went and watched T.V.
to distract myself
from of all my unsettling gnaws.
And then I saw him, right there on T.V, ,
I was excited by how confident he was.
And everywhere he went
Ali had them compelled to chant
about how great of a man he actually was.
He talked to the kids
that looked just like me
and told them how they could be so much more.
And this was right on time
cause I need the hear
that I could be more than how they made me feel
and that black boys from everywhere should know
that we are sons that come from KINGS!

“Mistress of Words”
~ Salkis Re
Art by Salkis Re
Painting: When We Were Kings”

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The Right to be Right

Black Art

A lot of time is wasted contemplating why people could bring you unfair and disadvantages with their actions.

No energy should be spent on why any man would take advantage of you because your answer is of no consequence.

The question to ask is “HOW” person is able to do that to you.

Nobody has to do things the way you do because you do what you do based on your own:

trauma,

guilt,

shame etc..

You are as good as you need to be too.
Facts!!

Now let’s move on..

 

๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒผ
“Black Hat Society ”

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Salkis Re

~Salkis Re
Art by Salkis Re

 

 

 

 

Blow Your Whistle!

Abstract Portrait
Art by Salkis Re

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

How many of you play yourselves small everyday? Worried about appeasing people’s fragile egos at the expense of your own heart and mind… Nobody is worth you diminishing yourself for, and you need to understand that your momentary display of humility won’t cure any of their self inflicted angst either.

Whatever they feel is what they have been feeling long before the knowledge of your existence. This means that you MUST aggrandize and affirm your self, and release the emotional shackles of wanting anyone’s stamp of approval to do so.

Today’s VIDEO is all about this and the step you need to take right now to fix this disease of humility once and for all.

Watch Here

Push Through!

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“Isabella Doesn’t Want to Leave” Art by Salkis Re

The weekend is almost here. Another week gone with tasks incomplete and more to hope to accomplish than anything actually done.

It’s easy not to try, but its cost will steal currency throughout your entire life. Not trying means that nobody gets hurt, no one suffers disappoint or the shame that comes from failing, but what also doesn’t happen is that you never get to experience what you could have become. You then live out your days in the shadow of quiet agony over what might have been.

Not trying is a the purchase of certain failure, it’s a sort death really, which is what surpression gifts you. Life is hard but it’s exciting too, and it becomes quite the game that it really is when you approach it as no big deal.

You lose, so what.

You gain, so what.

You keep moving at all costs, testing and stretching your abilities. This is ALL that life is about: trial and error.

Get out of your own way and fly my darling. Fall on your face just like a child first learning to walk. Don’t be ashamed to learn from your lessons, for this is how wisdom is obtained.

In other words, grow up AND become a child again…

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“Mistress of Words”

Pretty Dark Skin Women
Self Esteem Coach
-Salkis Re

“Spiritual Healer”

“Life Coach”

“Artist”

~Salkis Re

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How a Woman Should Love a Man

“Understanding How to Love”
Written by Salkis Re

Appreciation rushes into your heart only when you’re about to lose what you’ve taken for granted. And Love works the same way; you don’t love until your life is disrupted by the anguish for losing someone. Familiarity breeds contempt and disregard for that person. But if they leave, if they display any indifference towards you, it levels the playing field and the upper hand you enjoyed crumbles like a house of cards.

Big eyes in art
Sketch by Salkis Re

You start questioning your value as it seems your kingdom was mirage of sorts, a figment of your ego instead of reality. Love is like that.
๐ŸŒน ๐ŸŒน ๐ŸŒน ๐ŸŒน ๐ŸŒน ๐ŸŒน ๐ŸŒน ๐ŸŒน ๐ŸŒน ๐ŸŒน ๐ŸŒน ๐ŸŒน ๐ŸŒน ๐ŸŒน
A give and take, which is a “loss” and “gain”, both intentionally or unexpected. You as a woman are a nurturing soul, designed to observe, create, absolver, build and repair the environment around you. You are designed to lead while being shielded, that may be from the back, or from the side, but never in harms way. Your obligation is to position yourself so that you are always protected.
๐ŸŒบ ๐ŸŒบ ๐ŸŒบ ๐ŸŒบ ๐ŸŒบ ๐ŸŒบ ๐ŸŒบ ๐ŸŒบ ๐ŸŒบ ๐ŸŒบ ๐ŸŒบ ๐ŸŒบ ๐ŸŒบ ๐ŸŒบ

Art in progress by Salkis Re

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Your cunning is your “natural defense”. All the things that you are to be: sensitive, respectful, loving, supportive should only come out in its fullest capacity AFTER the receiver is “tried and proven” worthy of it, and even then, you know what it does, so you give and take away in accordance with what’s needed to maintain an environment that keeps you intrigued and delighted.
๐ŸŒป ๐ŸŒป ๐ŸŒป ๐ŸŒป ๐ŸŒป ๐ŸŒป ๐ŸŒป ๐ŸŒป ๐ŸŒป ๐ŸŒป ๐ŸŒป ๐ŸŒป ๐ŸŒป ๐ŸŒป
“Mistress of Words”

African American Art
“Spiritual Advisor” ~Salkis Re

“Black Hat Society”

“Spiritual Advisor”

“Creative Soul”

~Salkis Re

 

 

 

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Stitching Up the Cut!

 

 

Sketch by Salkis Re

“People want trust, they want a guarantee. But they don’t keep their word to themselves. They do not honor personal commitment but quickly cite it as a character flaw in people they are expecting to produce for them. How can you trust anyone when you do have trust in yourself? You break vows you’ve made to treat your *own self better, yet you assert harsh criticism and disappointment in others who failed in keeping their pledge to treat you better. Better than what? How you treat yourself?ยฟ

abstract portrait
Art by Salkis Re

To heal, you don’t “Ignore”, you “Expose” it. You have to acknowledge and face your own corruption and the graveyard of broken promises you’ve made to yourself. Don’t expect people to bandaid you. Stop expecting people to treat you better than you treat yourself. All a relationship amounts to is an outward extension of how you feel about you. The bandaid is not enough; you need clean out the wound and stitch it up so that it/you can heal.
โ™กโ™กโ™กโ™กโ™กโ™กโ™กโ™กโ™กโ™ก
Mistress of Words”
“Spiritual Advisor”
“Creative Soul”
~Salkis Re
โ˜†Art by Salkis Re
Website: www.iloveherart.com
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Selling Out or Selling Myself?

African American art
Me and a painting in progress

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

OK sooo, I have been trying to put some energy into myself lately, fighting my ‘I don’t give a shit’ attitude for a bit more refinement.

Just a bit!

I know us as artists do have creative license to be outlaws and misfits; I think it’s even expected actually. But for who I want to reach and how far I am expecting to take my personal brand, just be a rogue will not do.

I like money, LOTS of money, and I realized a while back that tapping into the reservoir of abundance does require a balance of freedom and conformity, thus the dreaded word for artists: stability.

  • My paintbrush and my pen and my voice are all mediums I use to communicate with you, and it’s my job to make it all cohesive.

Offers to sell out’ come pretty often, nice checks to commercialize my brand are coming in more and more. But I told myself a long time ago that I would wear a dress and red lipstick to get your attention, but I will never compromise my babies/art.

They will always have a message, they have to, or there’s no point in doing any of this. I could make art that has a broader market, but then, they wouldn’t be as meaningful and as special as I intend for them to be.

But I did have to cave in and show my face a little more. All these hot young girls all over social media displaying their ‘art’ along with their nice round asses and perky tits broke me down, I bite and admit I wanted a piece of that action. I watched how that no matter what skill level they had, they were the ones gaining exposure and buyers.

My girls are sweet. My girls are magical. The eyes are that way for more than the look of innocence. My art is liken to real children.

They feel very real!

But I have come to know that I am as important as the work itself, and it is part of my job description to show up and talk and shmooze and explain, and display and interview, and whatever else is neededย to their respective homes.

So yeah, I resisted, then I joined in. And it’s not as bad as all that really. I love that people get to see the person behind those big doe-like eyes I paint. I see what seeing ‘me’ has done for for those connected to my work They understanding of my work so much more now that I’m front and center.

I had to tap into my own sexuality to pull out what I liked about myself in order for you all to understand the ‘me’ on these canvases.

So here I am. More open, yetย More in control. And walking towards my destiny. …

~Salkis Re

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He Called Me a Monkey!!

 

So I was doing my usual check in on my social media accounts and got a troll that called me a black “bitch” and an f’ing monkey.ย 

Not sure what got this man all ruffled up to say such a thing to me, but unfortunately it’s not new and most definitely not reserved to a particular ethnic group.

I have gotten comments like this from my own “kind”.

And it got me to thinking about the assumptions people place on the value of others by how one looks.

Do I really look like a monkey?

Of course not!

But why the anger and the association with a monkey?

I do think people have a right to feel the way they feel about me, I’m just not inclined to know what that feeling is unless I have to deal with you for business or pleasure.

Yeah, there is most definitely a problem with the notions of beauty in this society and colorism abounds , and to me, it’s really here to stay.

With my features unchanged, would I still be referenced with that of a monkey if I were lighter in skin tone? Not likely.

But to be darkskin, is somehow synonymous with being primitive, simple minded, ugly, and slavish.

That comment got me into thinking deeply about what I am presenting with my work and if my voice is being made clear enough for people to get my message.

It stoked the fire within me to continue my portrayal of “us” dark skin womenย 

as sensitive and sweet, and not the savage imaginings of the propaganda machine that people swear they are uninfluenced by.

Yup.

I got a job to do.

I got to put my two ‘sense’ in and neutralize some of the spells cast over us by members of this society.

I never wanted my art to be political, but slowly, it has become that it’s it’s own little way.

My poetry as reached the level of importance that my art has always had for me. The monkey jab touched me deeply, so much so that I had to write a poem to organize and unpack my thoughts.

To the person who called me a monkey this morning… Thank you..

 

“This Monkey” Written by Salkis Re(c) 2017

People assume the so called pretty amongst us

are the only ones entitled to hugs.

They also assume that esthetic deficits

means that I was born deserving of love.

They think that simple faces equates to simple minds, and that we somehow are easier to fool.

But they don’t know that their overconfidence

can be a tool used to get what we want too.

Real power comes from letting people think that they’re still in charge of their decisions.

We watch you rule with an iron fist,

and just sit back for a time and play the victim.

You will show your hand

and everything you feel

which happens to include

the weakness in your heart.

And you’ve trained this ย “monkey”

to sit back and learn your patterns

and play vulnerable to get what I want.

So be self assured, I want you that way,

to reveal all the things that you front.

And I’m itching for the day when you’ve learned you made a colossal mistake

because didn’t know “This Monkey” could talk.

“Mistress of Words” ~Salkis Re

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Sometimes inspiration and fuel to catapult you to the next level, can come out from very nasty places.

Yet, friction sharpens the blade doesn’t it?

I’m more grateful for who I am now than ever before, and if you are going through a storm right now, this is your opportunity to become better than you were before.

If you need to contact me about a painting please feel free to send me an email to: Salkis@iloveherart.com or visit the website www.iloveherart.com

Toodles…

Salkis Re

 

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Growing Pains

Some pretty jacked up stuff has been going down in my life lately. Like major life changing ish! But I feel a little confused because I feel relieved for some strange reason. It’s like I don’t have to pretend anymore. I don’t have to be unsure of what I have to do. I’m devastated yet free at the same time. I’m emotionally ready to move back to GA or Florida. I’m still trying to decided but I definitely know its time to be back on the east coast.

I didn’t realize until recently that I’d been holding my breath for a few years. Waiting for the other shoe to drop.. And it finally did. I’m not ready to talk about the specifics of things until all my affairs are finalized, and even then, I may not tell. I have to keep a little grain of my honor I guess. But I will say this: to be a woman is a special special gift to me, one that I am appreciating more and more everyday. I am ready for peace, I am ready for romance. I want my soul mate and I want him now… I never said that out loud…*giggles but it feels good to admit it.

Let see what the heavens can muster up for me. In the mean time, I will keep on creating art pieces for you to connect with. My ‘girls” are more therapeutic to me now than ever before.. Get some love and hang it on your wall is all I can say… Hugs

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