The Woman with Pomegranates

Belinda Eaton. Check this artist's work out.

I am disgusted by the colonialist (re)articulations that shape this white (British) woman's art. But also drawn to her work. Her "magic realism" paintings are more an aesthetics of Othering to me. Her exoticized (and sexualized) paintings of brown bodies and "different" looking people (especially the tattooed women series) are part and parcel of an Orientalist discourse. Which enters a highly problematic terrain for me. Having said that though, I'm still drawn to her paintings. So how is it possible that I am vomitized by the politics of these images but still appreciate the poetics??

(Decolonization of the mind. An endless process.)

Piecing it Together

(7 times out of 10 we listen to our music at night)

in bed with the laptop with pen and pad surrounded by books more books
don't know where to start
poems to read poems to edit poems to write

too many late nights too many early mornings
not enough time to dwell in my head
in my body
in words

synchronicity is fading i fear
i am fading
so i must stay up

i put on my headphones
i lay back i listen
and the boom bap the bass line remind me
of the sun