The version of you right now is deserving of love. Not you two years ago when you had more of your shit together, or the five years later version where you’ll surely be thriving. The version of you right now. The one that might just be okay, or is really struggling, or is bored and unproductive. That version deserves love. Having trouble accepting this is fine, but actively denying it is not. Your value is intrinsic, and finding confidence in that is mandatory.
If I reblog you reblogging me, does it still count?
“Listen to me. Gender is a construct, society is a construct, money is a construct. But bedtime is very, very real.” Artist: Will McPhail
Look at her go! Brava!
♎💛💃🏿#ArtIsAWeapon #LibraSeason #FollowYourBliss #DancingIsFreedom #BlackGirlJoy Happy 8th B'earthday Sydney! You are beautiful and magical and you brought tears of joy to my eyes this morning. Thank you to your Mom @thoughtsofahomeschool for sharing this moment with us.
Reposted from @thoughtsofahomeschoolmom This year, instead of having a birthday party, we decided to celebrate Sydney’s birthday in Disney World. While she knew about the trip, she had no idea about her princess makeover at Bibbidi Bobbidi Boutique… Her makeover experience was AMAZING…and then THIS happened! She’s the definition of the phrase #LiveYourNOWDream. I absolutely love her 😍. #WatchTilTheEnd #TraScapades #AllTheSauce #ArtIsAWeapon https://www.instagram.com/p/B3KDF91FQG2/?igshid=1ej8idkjsttbu
for our princess leia
So, I’ve started this new thing of incorporating texts into my paintings and basically using them as an art journal, writing down my thoughts, ideas and such. I’m allowing the words to mix and merge with other patterns and elements of painting so they are not really legible. But in case you’re curious what it says on the image here is the text:
He wore black on black.
Black on black never as a fashion statement. Black on black but never a minimalist. Black on black but not emo.
Black on black but not as a shield, not for protection. Black on black as a source of personal power, as owning his messy, complex, raw self. Black on black as raw power focused and channeled into something constructive.
Black on black as there are no other options. Black on black as Lilith, dark side of the Moon and owning his rage. Black on black as self-mastery.
Black as black ink, incaustum nigrum. Black on black as being fiercely independent. Black on black as being to Hell and back several times and surviving. Black on black as being his own savior.