Friday, 14 December 2012

A Scorching Tyrant

Oh the blistering rays of the summer sun
Beating against my head and eyes;
Whilst my brain fries and my energy is sapped
The sun shines bright with menacing glee.

The scorching heat is too much for me,
It weighs me down like a burden on my back.
Yet the African Sun has no mercy;
It torments those who are utterly defenceless.

Summer is like a tyrant reigning
For as long and harsh as possible.
Summer is like a cruel master,
Casting loads too heavy to bear.

Summer gives no grace to those who wish
For inspiration and consolation,
But instead clutches them in his hot fingers,
Not letting go until clouds and rain and Autumn save the         

Who loves thee, Oh African Summer?
Perhaps those who have much electrical wind inside
And deep, cool waters outside;
Perhaps those who eccentrically find heat a blessing.

But for us who feel it as a curse
Have to bear up under the weight
Of the scorching summer fire
Until the leaves wilt and turn brown and the wind begins to    

P.S. My apologies to those who love summer; we are all different, so I hope you don’t mind me expressing my own opinion on summer, even if you don’t agree ;). 

Friday, 7 December 2012

A Silent Plea

I always like art that has some kind of message. Something that can be powerfully depicted through a carefully thought out picture without the need to use words. It is really true that a picture can speak a thousand words. To me, art shouldn't always just be some beautiful, well-done drawing or painting, etc., though most of my pictures don't necessarily have a meaning. I believe the best artists are able to speak out against something, express something personal or tell a story through their art. That's what I loved about my art exam I did for AS Levels, Cambridge. I did a series of pictures on the aftermath of child abuse (some of you might have seen them). But I haven't really done any more art that has some meaning since (besides a self-portrait I did with lots of symbolism of who I am in the background.) So now I decided to do one. The following picture is a charcoal drawing of a slave (I think the photo I drew it from was of a real slave, but I'm not sure) and you'll see that in the background there are words. I really enjoyed doing this picture and my art teacher did help me a bit, so I can't take all the credit for it. For those of you who have read my other blog Colours of the Rain, you'll know that modern-slavery is something I'm very passionate about.

If you want to find out more about modern-day slavery you can go to Not For Sale or A21 Campaign