#theronimart

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We are suffocated. We cannot breathe. I cannot breathe. I cannot even cry. Can I breathe? I just want to breathe. The pain sits on my chest. The worry floats around me. I worry. I worry about my father. I worry about my brother. I worry for my nephew. I worry for others fathers, sons, nephews, brothers, grandson, Bruhs, friends, humans. I worry for those I love. I worry for myself. This worry transforms me. My shaky calm and uneasy security is shattered again because our imperfect hope is merely a circle rounding back towards pain. It sits on my chest. I cannot breathe. WE. CANNOT. BREATHE.

Works by CMinor for RONIM Art. Copyrighted.

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It hits in waves. I’ve been taking a break this past week or so. Just wasn’t in the mood to create. It’s the little things that jumpstart me. Some times it’s profound... like a group friends coming together to show that you are loved. Other times it’s mundane... like getting a nightie in the mail from your favorite designer and wearing it for your own pleasure. Both are valid and both moved me. I���m creating again and it feels great. April 30, 2020 - RONIM Art Studio, Harlem, NYC.

Works by CMinor for RONIM. Photograph of me by me for RONIM. Copyrighted.

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A crisis of faith can shatter your world. But it can also be rebuilt on faith based on evidence and facts. We are anxious but let us not be fearful, anxious or dreadful. We can rely on faith and our anxieties will be conquered. This work is called “Anxiety”.

Work by CMinor for RONIM. Copyrighted.

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“These hands, covered in paint, transmute my emotions to physical form.” - C. Minor

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Tonight I sit in my studio. I’ve worked on this piece for months. I feel satisfied and at peace. Written, painted and etched into this work are many thoughts. Struggles. Epiphanies. All occurring in the past six months. My heart swells. It breaks. It mends. My mind sinks. Spins. Is pulled a vortex and braces for a great fall. Yes. this, along with other works, is a mind in transition. Findings its heart, soul and mind on the precipice of a unseen dimension.

Original Work by CMinor for RONIM. Music is “Why Oh Why” by Lofive for Epidemic Sound. All works copyrighted.

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Forgive them father. They know not what they do. Forgive them. Forgive me. For my anger burns. Burning for all those I have lost. Embers glowing due to the selfishness of others. Simmering for the rage within. They know not what they do. I ask, “why do you tolerate oppression?” The answer. “Patience. I will fight for you.” This softens my fury, though it is deep. Patience I say. Just a little longer. While I wait I cry for my children. My loves. My ancestors. My future. But the future has a protector. Only minutes left. Count the minutes. Vengeance will come. This piece is called “Heartache. Forgiveness. Vengeance.” From instinct series. Made on 6/5/2020.

Original work by CMinor for RONIM Art. Copyrighted.

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“Day 17 - 3/31/2020” this virus takes a heavy toll. Losing lives, losing livelihood, losing a sense of security. This pestilence rages... a silent killer of dreams, hopes, peace of mind. It is a killer and it has killed many loved ones. I am dealing with the loss of loved ones right now. I am also facing a crossroads financially which I am preparing to deal with. I have had many trials in my life. I detect a cool calmness floating over me. I see the impending downturn and I’m oddly at ease. Maybe a ticking time bomb. You decide. I choose to see it as ease. I will do what must be done. And hopefully there will be smiling faces at the other side of this. RONIM Art Studio, Harlem, NYC.

Work by CMinor for RONIM. Copyrighted.

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One year. It’s been exactly one year since I starting creating art again. One year since I decided to simultaneously become an art professional. Truly surreal. So much has happened. So much more to come. I’m taking the time to celebrate.

Video & Photo is self portrait. Music by Epidemic Sound. Copyrighted.

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Metamorphosis. A change of the form or nature of a thing or person into a completely different one, by many means. To blossom we must burst forth. The form is shifting. Amorphic. Solid state to liquid. Liquid to air. Uncontainable transformation. Meta. Higher order kind. Change of womanhood. A womb. Metamorphosis at the molecular level. The foundry on which molecular construction and deconstruction occurs. Morph. variant forms. We are just variant forms of the original flawed template. Beautifully flawed, but flawed nonetheless. Osis. It bubbles forth. Redacted. To delete toxic elements sprouting forth. The byproduct of progress. Can you see the spontaneous change in the feminine element?

Work by CMinor for RONIM. Copyrighted.

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Roller coaster. I have been on a emotional roller coaster. One of my favorite independent musicians Katnip made a song that is fitting for my mood lately.... “What is wrong with me? Do I care too carefully? What is wrong with me? Does somebody know? Do my thoughts go way too deep? Cuz I don’t know. I don’t know what.” I think it’s the ever present clock with its “linear” countdown. Waiting for an answer is perhaps the most nerve wracking experience a human can go through. Waiting in suspended expectation.

I finally got my answer yesterday and another today. Even as I get my answers, I am restless... adrenaline high. Almost as if I want to cry. But I don’t. All I ask is “what is wrong with me?” Apr 28, 2020 - Quarantine, RONIM Art Studio, NYC.

Works by CMinor for RONIM. Music “Wrong with Me” by Katnip for Epidemic Sound

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Thinking of everyone that’s been lost but we will see again. “Time to erase pain. Feel numb. Disappointment. Worrisome. Recess. Redact. Come to grips with the new reality. Holding my breath. Praying to see them all again. Strike out the pain. Remove the suffering. Pray for a new hope. Just keep holding out and remove the sore. Redact. Move on.” Painting called “Coming to Grips” from Redaction series. Made on 6/29/2020 in response to one too many deaths in my life. Coronavirus takes a heavy toll for some and not for others.

Work by CMinor for RONIM. Featuring herself only. Copyrighted.

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“Day 5 - 3/19/2020” I was sitting at my work space contemplating how to prep for my next meeting when my sister texted me on WhatsApp. We got to chit chatting when she “said”.... “these people are ignoramuses!” Immediately, I was like I never knew how to spell that word. This led to a very funny conversation about our favorite words. Then I paused. There was something to this. I started asking various friends what was their favorite words via text. And the variety I got back was mind blowing! Shabanga. Octothorp. Salubrious. Ummmmmm. Flabbergasted. Sticky Stigma (ok that’s two words). Four. Serendipity. Discombobulated. Hello! Many more plus my favorite word.... mephibosheth. Which is actually name but hey it’s a word. I turned all those words into the graffiti painting you see in this post. Amazing what crowdsourcing a favorite can produce. Am I right? RONIM Art Studio, Harlem, NYC.

Work by CMinor for RONIM. Words by too many to name. All copyrighted.

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Last week was a big one in my burgeoning art career. I had the utter privilege of showing my art works “Chaos Blue Beard” shown here along with three others during the Gap House Sessions concert series sponsored by Gap Inc. Beyond that super excited to have my paintings as the back drop for the one & only Madison McFerrin while performed her hit single “TRY”. It was one for the memory books for sure. On cloud nine. RONIM Art at Gap House Sessions Concert Series, New York City, USA.

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“Day 28 - 4/11/2020” Blurring. Experimenting. Pushing. Uncomfortable. Keep Pushing. Edit. That was all words swirling through my brain during the creation of this work. I love figurative drawings. Honestly I think the human form is breathtaking especially the female. This quarantine, though unwanted, has allowed me to explore areas of visual art that I scarce thought possible. In particular, I wanted to see how far I could stretch the idea of collage. My favorite style keeps my subject’s face ever present... realistic. But I’ve been exploring deconstruction, assemblage, and more. I typically use the real person’s body as an outline & rebuild with themself. But I have been intrigued by different forms of minimal art. The opposite of what I do. To see if I could make it my own. Line art is a deep love of mine but I never sat down to free hand draw a human form.... until tonight that is. I sought to fill the abstract form with a bit of me. So instead of emptiness or paint, I added brushstrokes with leftover paper in my studio. The result is the first of many figurative forms breathed to life with decoupage. Excited about where this leads. Very excited. RONIM Art Studio, Harlem, NYC.

Work by CMinor for RONIM. Copyrighted.

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“Day 26 - 4/9/2020” I went back to work today after taking two days off. Sometimes you need a mental health day ya know? Well just as I was about to begin my day and start checking emails. I hear a “bing!” I look down to see a text from my mother. It has two words... “whatcha doin’?” 🤣😂 I say “just about to jump on a Zoom call. What u doin’?” My mom... “I’m bored.” All I could do was laugh. I delayed my work meeting and a FaceTime chat commenced with my momma. The End. RONIM Art Studio, Harlem, NYC.

Work by CMinor for RONIM. Copyrighted.

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“Day 9 - 3/23/2020” I spent the day planning research for the COVID 19 impact on people. My other job when I’m not creating art is observing people and their behaviors. More than ever, my analysis of human behavior is being utilized in my day job. It’s interesting how a crisis can cause certain professions to move the forefront and others fall into the background. Human behavior... makes me think of a great song by Bjork. Matter of fact I will end this post with the lyrics to that song. It is quite fitting for both the portrait I painted, my day and the world around me.... now to Bjork:

“If you ever get close to a human

And human behavior

Be ready, be ready to get confused

There's definitely, definitely, definitely no logic

To human behavior

But yet so, yet so irresistible

And there's no map

They're terribly moody

And human behavior

Then all of a sudden turn happy

But, oh, to get involved in the exchange

Of human emotions

Is ever so, ever so satisfying

Oh oh, and there's no map

Human behavior, human

Human, human behavior, human

Human, human behavior, human

Human behavior, human”

Works by CMinor for RONIM. Lyrics by Bjork. Copyrighted.