God’s Child

“God’s Child”
Written by Salkis Re

Perfection is something none of us possess but we all criticize others for not being…

And the more critical you are of others,

the more it exposes of the secret hell you live in as you surround yourself with persistent, private condemnation.

When you release your desires for perfectionism, you can AND will enjoy your life a whole lot more…

Colorism in the Black Community
“Blacky” Art by Salkis Re

You will give yourself permission to make mistakes, to take chances, to explore the unknown.
You will become intriguing and exciting to be around.

You will give every inhale and exhale of your lungs a purpose outside of causing others pain…

And then your soul will begin to create your mission, a reason for living,

and a good reason for living is what your life will become when you inspire others,

when you uplift the weak, when you encourage the fearful instead

of the being the one fueling discouragement in others…..

This is what God’s children do…
Who’s child are you?

“Life Coach”
~Salkis Re
Art by Salkis Re
Painting: “Blacky”

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You Want to Float in Sky

“You Can Be Anything, Now What?”
Written by Salkis Re

You want to learn how to levitate and walk through walls and see auras and things, but you can’t control what you put in your mouth or commit to anything practical that will assist in repairing your physical and mental state?????
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Ohhh you better wake up during the “witching hours” and put some energy into your mortal life instead trying to find ways to run from your shame and guilt.
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African Art
“I Wonder Why” “Pencil Portrait by Salkis Re for iLoveHerArt.com

You Hide your low self esteem with finery and excess, and the only emotional sovereignty you can muster up is displayed in your ability to sexually seduce the minds of undisciplined people who are also looking to escape their reality.
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And here you are, afraid and hesitant to do ALL the things that offer ACTUAL improvement to your flesh and bone life, so your solution is to fly away…
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African American Art
“Am I Black Enough?” Art by Salkis Re

GROUND yourself and prepare to get your hands dirty rebuilding YOU. Do what you have to do so you can stop wishing you were a balloon…
Carry On….
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“Artist”
“Life Coach”
“Medicine Woman”
~Salkis Re
Art by Salkis Re
Painting: “Am I Black Enough?”
Website: www.iloveherart.com
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Light Skin Women Verses Dark Skin Women

Black Panther
Black Panther Character: “The General” Okay
Artist, Salkis Re

Everywhere you turn, your emotions and insecurity is exploited for sensationalism and financial gain from “marketers” and “commentators” who are only concern with “click views”. I’m specifically talking about the “trend” to discuss topics concerning discrimination against dark skin women.

I’m watching these “leaders/healers/activists” of these dark skin movements rant and rave to you. I listen to them tell dark skin women dress up when going to the grocery store, or confront light skin women about their biases.

People are profiting and helping to perpectuate a stereotype where the only “gain” you actually receive is “justification” and validation for feeling inferior to lighter skinned women.

It’s a hamster wheel.
And they CANNOT help you to heal.
Step away from ALL “ME TOO” movements because ALL those “look at me, I’m sexy too” campaigns offer is a superficial, feel good “moment”

Moors in Art
Am I Black Enough?
Art by Salkis Re

Your REPAIR will only come from understanding and accepting that NO MAN is obligated to WANT to fuck you, because that is what all this shyte is really about!

The sex force is making you feel like you are inferior because the sexual desires/perversions are not directed your way as they are with women of other skin tones and races. But let me give you dark skin women some facts: light skin women do not in any advantage over you. They suffer emotional breakdowns, identity crisis’s, self esteem issues, panic attacks, depression, suicidal thoughts, and sexual exploitation just like women of other skin tones do.

You HAVE to step away from your need to be accepted!
You have to decide that you are enough while expanding and improving yourself through self discipline, not joining no foaming at the mouth, fanatic who’s just pretending to be sincere.

You have to learn to love aloneness so that YOUR oWn thoughts can be heard by your heart .
Conformity has you looking EXTREMELY COUNTERFEIT, and an obvious BEGGAR for a seat at the table of EXPLOITED women who are seemingly at an advantage because society says they’re attractive.

You better think again!

NO WOMAN is better than you, do not fall for that lie!!!
And you have walk with that ideal until your nervous system relaxes when in the presence of ANY woman..
LOOKS ARE ALWAYS DECEIVING!!!!!!

African American art
“Artist/Life Coach”
~Salkis Re

“The Black Hat Society”
“Life Coach”
~Salkis Re

Black Girl Blues: I Tried to Straighten My Nose With a Cloths Pin

beautiful Dark Skin Women
“Self Esteem Coach”
~Salkis Re

“Clothes Pins on My Nose”

I remember when I would put clothes pin on my nose to try to make my nose less ‘African’. I’d steal one from the clothes line and after I said my prayers, I’d put it on my nose to try to sleep with it on through the night.

Almost made it through the night
I tossed and turned under sheets trying to console myself through the discomfort, and of course I never actually made it through the night: My record for the longest time spent with that forking clothes pin on my nose was whopping two hours though.

I know it you know

That feeling like you wish you born another way, as someone else. I would look at my mother and secretly be angry with her for mating with my dad because if she picked a lighter man, then I would have turned out prettier instead of this black and ugly that my peers called me everyday.

I thought I was Ugly

Now, my father was a handsome man. Hands down ‘Sagga Boy‘ as they say in Trinidad. I loved my father dearly, I was a ‘daddy’s girl’ through and through.

  • But I was tall like him,
  • But I had big lips like him,
  • But I had his nose
  • But I was dark like him,

so I thought I looked ugly because I looked like him and to like him meant I looked like a boy. And to top of that notion,( in my child mind) I also thought that boys should be dark and girls should be light-skin cause that’s all I saw in the media, my community etc.
It took years to get over my suppositions about beauty; It took years of allowing myself to be used, believing the biases of society and being played by the people I loved and respected for me to realize the lies.

You have to ‘decide’ to have self esteem. And in your decision to value yourself comes the responsibility of how you ‘act’ and what you do to support that. People are more concerned with themselves than you, so the approval you are seeking from others is never going to come. And They can’t give you approval because are in search of it for themselves too!

 

Your notions of yourself, if based solely on the reaction or response from other people, will be false and that’s whether they give you a compliment or a dis! Be careful with kind words too. You could become a slave to ‘positive reinforcement’ also. I’ve met gorgeous women who are used to hearing that they are gorgeous, and still get in a panic attack if the ‘aggrandizing’ from others is nonexistent or comes in a little slow.

And those early thoughts of myself is a major reason behind my artistry. I see the power of imagery.

You either Create who you want to be, or let others tell you what you are.
Which will you choose?

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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. 

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 women 

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  “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