Rest in Power to the Queen of Soul
I’m glad that I got to see her perform live at the Apollo theater many years ago.
https://www.cnn.com/2018/08/16/entertainment/aretha-franklin-dead/index.html
Author: dancingpalmtrees
An African/Native American Queen, Wordsmith, Photographer, Free Spirit and Teacher.
Art and Writing Studio Dreams
This building was supposed to become a local neighborhood art gallery. There was one event pictured below from the summer of 2016.
The young man is handsome. If I was only 30 years younger. Dark chocolate. Delicious. Lol! But I digress.
These were some other avant garde artworks that never really got the chance to be shown to the public.
These are photos that I took today which show the current state of the building. There are apartments above the art gallery and a bodega on the corner.
Even though I’m not rich and I’m retiring on August 16th I wish that I had the money to buy this building and turn it into an art gallery for artists of color who tend to be neglected in the art world.
@Dancingpalmtree
Pinky: “Gee, Brain, what do you want to do tonight?”
The Brain: “The same thing we do every night, Pinkyβtry to take over the world!”
The Brain: “The same thing we do every night, Pinkyβtry to take over the world!”
Surreal Deal Artworks
All my paintings and collages, Except my Witness Trees series which is in progress, are available on Etsy and I’m also offering the option of buying my artwork on a sliding scale prices of between $150 – $550 so that every one has the opportunity to purchase.
Here are some of my favorite artworks.
My kitchen has now become a mini museum gallery. Thanks go out to my housemate Marc B who curates my paintings. He’s got skills!
You can make your purchase through my PayPal account–
Deborah.palmer280@gmail.com
Isolation and Introspection
Isolation and Introspection
The Art of Consolation
Rhysia and TyRhysia
TyRhysia, the implants rickle and stitch said Rhysia as she ran her hands over the pearl size bumps along the side of her face.
Leave them alone Rhysia. They will be removed once we reach homeland base Felinia.
Remember The Ancestor cards yet to be retrieved and activated.
Your uncomfortable internal pearls have a vital role to play in the drama.
But TyRhysia, I want to be a Honeycomb! A Constellation of Honeycombs in the Mouths of Lions.
Hush baby. You will be. You soon will be.
Each of us has a microFantasy to act out.
At which point TyRhysia activated Rhysia sensor pearl cranium implants causing Rhysia to Rhythmically grimple and grackle along the mossy grass fields whilst ejecting spurts of podshoots that ignited into fiery energy bursts.
Deactivating the pearl bead sensors causing Rhysia to collapse into a deep meditative slumber.
Oddly positioned up above in the overhead tree branches which formed a leafy Murphy bed. Lower legs visible occasionally fwipping in and out from celestial island breezes.
Unfolding her massive wings She Who Sees All Gently Hovering Watching over her snoring charge.
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Ms. Rhysia you’re innocent as charged. For a crossed eyed Dragon sees straight in its Dreams.
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Afro Angel Halo Rings
The Masks we all Wear — Left Eye Aflame Afire
The Spiritual Component of Suffering.
Fasting to gain insight and ultimately relief. Appeasement of a jealous God.
Have you eaten? Are you not afraid that He Who Watches may see yet remain unseen?
Do you know who resides within the Watchtower?
What wandering souls nightly spirits peek out from the Watchtower walls. Eyes searching seeking for inhabitants of small spaces.
Left Eye Aflame Afire. Blurring vision yet powerful innervision. Ability to see inside the minds of All Sentient beings.
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Death of a Female Saint
All Along The Watchtower
My New Acrylic painting called, All Along the Watchtower
Espiritu en Fuego/A Fiery Spirit 