

Black History Month
How complex is my black? 50%red 20% blue 15% green 15%yellow If I had to guess. There’s something about people of the brown hue. It’s not volume. It’s not trend. It’s not performance. It’s what you call it. A quiet electricity. A rhythm that feels ancient and futuristic at the same time. A resilience that doesn’t announce itself. You feel it before you process it. It’s in the way we create under pressure. The way we turn scarcity into style. The way we carry history in our p


Full Circle In Jackson
Some people leave home to escape it. Some leave to become who they’re supposed to be. My college roommate left Jackson, Mississippi for Los Angeles. LA!!! the land of production sets, opportunity, reinvention. The place where creativity either sharpens you… or swallows you. Now he’s back. Not because it didn’t work. Not because the dream failed. But because the vision got bigger. He’s starting a production company here in Jackson. And somehow, life does what life does AND we


Who I Am, Before You See Me
Most people meet me on the surface. They see the work. They see the stillness. They see the distance, the quiet, the way I move through moments instead of rushing them. And naturally, they fill in the blanks. That’s human. But before you misunderstand me on the natural level, I want you to understand where I stand spiritually, because that’s where everything I create comes from. I’m Not Led by Noise I’m led by awareness. Spiritually, I believe life is always speaking, just no













