This piece is called, “Loving your fighter.” This piece tells a lot of stories with out words. I really love how anthologies can do that for us. A million things we want to say but we don’t have the time or place. So many other ways to make a living, or to use our time then to remember the days gone by.
A $1500.00 piece. The time, the story behind the art, the worth it has to its fellow man. my overall attachment to how it makes me feel every time I look or talk about it. Makes it worth so much more.
I always loved this piece. I was a Rocky fan growing up. I was a Mohammad Ali fan growing up. I was fan of any man that stood on his principals and regardless if they were wrong in there approach or how many times they got hit in the face or were knocked on there back face on the canvas. When the bell rang they were ready for action!
I never liked being compared to other men, for I am so young I feel I need to make my own mistakes before I am called a failure or told that it is not worth my time before I call it quits, even when I do call it a day I am planning how to get back in the ring and better out fox my opponent if you don’t, how are you going to look at yourself in the mirror and say you are proud of what you see.
My approach at life was the same way and even learned after a while how to use my hands as suggested in the art. Though I love the art so much more. The Renaissance was a time of innovative thought and expression. A time of achievement and failure and every man was a venture capitalist. Through my travels I learned and heard more from our communities, how such attempts, have seen more “knock-outs” then any wish to admit to having to settle for.
I wanted this piece to be as inspiring for my readers as it was inspiring for me to illustrate it. Most do not see how the heart of a man or woman is expressed in our lives, until after the fact. The woman in the piece, every time she says good bye to her love, has to remember that he fights because that is the only way he knows how to use his hands and when he wins at least they can eat. This is said of any layman, farmer, painter, cook, waiter, hostess, writer. My hands are used for many things and art is my favorite medium at the moment. 3 years of compilations, that I not only want to get out there, but that I feel need to be used to get others to dig deep into there own lives and as the fighter in the above piece, continue boxing forward when the bell rings you in or when the bell rings you out.
I think it would be great to get it off my wall and share with all those that need an inspiring image to help them in the night to achieve there own dreams. Off my wall or not I love how every time I see this piece I remember that there is someone that loves there fighter, or the fighter inside of themselves or just the having the heart to never giving up.
I will always aspire to inspire, with the voice of the advent.