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Solangu’s Tale

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THE CHILD SAID, “I DON’T WANT TO BE THE PARENT ANYMORE!”

What is it with so called peeps who have been brought up in so called happy, normal familyΒ  settings always looking down their noses at us so called misfits, orphans, bastard children like it was any fault of ours that we were born! In spite of how hard we work and fight to stay alive we still get the sense of “abnormalcy” and the feeling of being a fraud around these “perfectly” nuclear family types who constantly gloat about, “my mummy this, my sister that”, “we’reΒ  having a family outing this, ooo its grandmas 80th that”

And if that’s not enough, the constant having to either explain yourself or make up a fictional family story at Xmas for example so you don’tΒ  seem odd for not, “going home for Xmas!” Even more annoying is when a well wisher choses to have an opinion about your so called “biological” parents and jumps to defend them, “ooo it must have been difficult for them, or it must have been hard for parents to have conversations, etc!”

Ok, stop with the making excuses for irresponsible, abusive parents for crying out loud and think of the child and how difficult it was and still is for the child! You say you don’t understand but you never want to ask or learn from the child! Ask me if you don’t understand and stop using the “no one is perfect” excuse as an excuse to constantly re-abuse the child!! I’m sorry it doesn’t wash with me anymore!!!

Enough is enough, I’m tired of being the parent to my incubator and her other incubates. I’m tired of having to be cautious not to distress so called “normal” people by having to dumb down my story so as to be agreeable to you! I’m tired of people who want to be friends but only on their terms. I can tell you now it’s not gonna work, once I get real, yes, you probably won’t be able to handle the real me. And yes, it’ll explain why you’d get offended when I say, I DON’T TRUST YOU, cos I don’t just trust anybody anymore!

Excerpt from Solangu’s TaleΒ  By Sola Sofunde (C) 2016


Art, Dada & Me 19/02/16

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So why am I fascinated by the Swiss born “dada” movement?

Ironically, in the Yoruba language “dada” is used to describe someone born with locked hair or “dreadlocks”

(There are other meanings in the Yoruba language that I will investigate and share in future posts! Eg. I believe there is a Dada in relation to Shango the god of thunder!)

Apophenia is defined as the human ability or tendency to confer or see meaningful patterns in random data.

Dadaism coupled with apophenia allows the opportunity for art expression from a variety of random sources! It gives an artist permission to be playful yet exploratory with art processing. It also allows art to have an array of varying interpretations!

I’m toyin with new phrases such as “neo soul dadaism” or “afro dada” to represent my current practice. Or just simply leave it be as “dada” but with the Yoruba accents’ attached!!! 😊

Β© Lara Rose 2016


Art, Dada & Me 16/02/16

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I learnt today, it’s been 100 years since the Dada movement (1916 – 1924)

My Xmas cabbage as is (slightly stretched in word) was a winner over the processed pieces that evolved from it!

I was quite surprised that the initial photo with the holes in it contrasted against the wall sparked the most interest from my tutors and peers.

It seemed to portray different emotions depending on which way up it was placed, allowing it to be interpreted from different perspectives.

A comparison was also made to an evil eye montage done of John Major!!

I see the application of simplicity and that sometimes art can actually be the initial object as seen through the artist 🎨 eye.

This elicits varying responses from viewers therein the terms conceptual and minimalist art used to describe art.

So the “nonsensical” characterised by the dada movement is conferred with meaning and becomes art!

Β© Lara Rose 2016


ELEVEN

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Eleven days into this new year
Eleven days of January
Eleven, one more makes a dozen.
Eleven, element Sodium (Na) makes salty, the sea.
Eleven, double one, legs eleven for fun, at bingo.
Eleven, odd number eleven, you’re not such an oddity! 😊
Β© Lara Rose 11/1/16


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