Ngoma

Rhythm and sound interact relentlessly, engaging the world in a symphonic seduction that I fall captive to everyday of my life. Music penetrates my body, mind, and soul. I am built for creating and so I find my art to be the struggle I experience to visually represent the sounds that surround me everyday. Art that moves me has texture, depth, rhythm, and the ability to tell a subjective story. I never tell my audience what my songs mean to me, and so it is with my art as well. I am fascinated by the universal ability of humans to connect through the arts and the impact that the realization of this ability has on the individual and groups alike. I choose this body of work to represent the recent experiences I have had with what I identify within myself as the soul. As five unrehearsed musicians collaborate in harmony and synchronized rhythm, so I too attempt to bring together a disheveled mind on a piece of canvas, wood, or paper. Through my art I yearn for only a deeper realization and comprehension of why I am here and what I was built for. As of yet all I truly know is that I am built for creation.

orientaltiger:

Using recycled advertising banners these lamps appear to be white and pale when the lights are turned off but the appearance changes once the lamps are lighted and the colors emerge from the inside.

(via emornell)

this changed my day.

I need a tattoo artist friend that doesn’t mind doing favors….I want too many things. 

I need a tattoo artist friend that doesn’t mind doing favors….I want too many things. 

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The Ballroom Thieves

—Loose Lips

everydaymakers:

Loose Lips | The Ballroom Thieves 

Imagine you have a really fantastic friend who is in a really fucking fantastic band called The Ballroom Thieves. 

Now, imagine that they’re Boston based, but you’re living in Montana where music tends to come Chicken Fried for with a tractor in tow. NOW imagine your fantastic friend’s birthday is next week, May 14th, and the evolution of his band and flourishing of his music is something you’ve missed very much this year since you moved west. 

Now, because great music is meant to be shared (and this song needs to be heard s’more) I’m thinking this will be reblogged 25 times—for 24 years old and one for good luck. 

Love, music, and happy birthdays! Miss ya, Dev pal.