Trulei Versatile

The Emapthic Artist Trulei |: her artistic works , thoughts & inspirations 

[truleiversatile]

A radiant portrait of self. “Tastes of a wild woman”

[mademoiselleclipon]

[everydaypeoplestories]

Elsa Majimbo for Maison Valentino

Captured in Johannesburg, South Africa

[truleiversatile]

Eleutheromania "a mania or frantic zeal for freedom". 

In this performance piece I became a human marionette, to allow the audience to pull and move my body as they pleased. I choose to be blind folded to take my identity away , wanted my body language  to speak .

I wanted to audience to engage in this piece , to give the experience that you often don’t see . The pain of the pull, an emotional pull.

We often have emotional ties to people and we pull and control others with these strings, yet we don’t often see the pain or damage we cause. 

The person we inflict all this pain and expectation on just wants to be free. 

I know that my piece can takes a social context of racial woes because I am a black woman. The black woman is often pulled in many directions and expectations, often tied up and put on display. The black woman’s pain is often over looked or misinterpreted, but never felt. 

I want you to feel me. 

-Trulei

[crunchbunneh]

I love reading things like this in public. I never fail to get double takes followed by confused, surprised, and/or slightly concerned stares. . A worthy read. 📖

#bookworm #readingispower #books #artofwar #introvertlife

[bodhakara-awakener]

[truleiversatile]

A black...

With the right music, that dances with my mood. 

A black in hand , as blacken my lungs, black as the world I live in, out are my emotions, as my head spins, Around the axes of me, the day, the night, summer winter and fall the wind blows the smoke away, yet close to home, all the season of I, inexplicable as the tides, murky as the bay still as the lake. I drown. 

Lungs burn gasping for air struggling to live, a corps unfortunate rip the head stone reads lost to the world, my name in graved in the broken hearts of many, tattooed, inked permanent unwilling to change, unable to decipher written in the dead language , the language of love, that revives, awakes the senses, painful pleasure a drug that kills many, enslaves, addicted yet in denial, on trial comdemed to life no bail, chained encased, walls all around, time passes, your late again, visit me, for it's to late to save me, Break free from the prison, 

Hypnotist , hypnotize me, take what can be taken and run free, I pay you with my heart, the only thing I can give, a gift of meaning, read between the lines, your the only one who can tell the story of the lost, alone, shivering in the cold reality, unwanted but needed is your touch.I crave the feeling that can't be spoken but only felt from within,

 I scream, but you will never know, you will never hear my scream. 

I exhale and it all disappears, the fire ceases to burn, the haze is gone I move on, I'll revisit it as I light again, because as black as the world my seem, it changes with a flicker of a light that you hold, be polite, 

and spark it again the black in my hand.

-Trulei

[bodhakara-awakener]

[contemporary-art-blog]

Katja Novitskova, Pattern of Activation, 2014 Kraupa-Tuskany Zeidler

[truleiversatile]

How I feel inside.

[truleiversatile]

Have you felt like you’ve been here before ?

[truleiversatile]

The Ocean

I Am the Ocean 

And it’s many storms,

But I am calm.

I can swallow islands whole

Extinguish fires with a wave 

Then transform to my highest form 

Blind you,

Just to fall on dry land and become sand

When the tide is high, 

We meet.

I will carry you gently to hidden treasures

I sink ships, sunken mountains

I am destruction, I give life, I can kill, 

Break foundations, Rebuild

I can cleanse you, replenish you

You need me.

ride me to tranquility , 

sumerge in me.

I will drown you

I am the Ocean With depths Un touch, 

Un reach-able , 

Un discovered

I Am Woman

I Am

-Trulei

[truleiversatile]

“Sun Kissed”

Model: LeAndria 

Photographer: Trulei Versatile 

[truleiversatile]

I’z

You Analyze And Criticize too scared to try  It revitalize  Never plagiarize   It crystalize  To make it clear So you can realize How it could demoralize  What's right to you Let it synthesize To create a new Open up and let it Tenderize yur insides Don't rationalize Just let it be Feel wat you never felt Don't set it aside Or let it fly by Let it caramelize Til it covers you Internalize everything Just said to you Don't categorize  I read it in your eyes Ima liquidize  What you try to hide  It's just a improvise  Not the script  Try to visualize  Imagine wats impossible to you I'm here tranquilize  Your heart cries For something different  Something new As I finalize  To make it final Look me in my eyes Are you willing to try  me and you -Trulei  Written 2010

[b7acksoul]

#poetry #blackpoet #blackpoets #blackwriter #blackwriters #writer #king #queen #goddess #empress #wombman #blackman #blackwoman #blackwomanisgod #wordsmith #melanin #melanated #blackauthor #blackauthors #empowerment #supportblackauthors #supportblackpoets #supportblackwriters #blackpower #blacklove #racefirst #africanamericanauthor #africanamericanwriter #supportblackbusinesses #supportblackbusiness

[truleiversatile]

This and nothing else.

[truleiversatile]

L ove  H urts

Beauty, can you.... See me now,  if I paint my pain on me.

My quaint nature withered your impulses.

You plucked me for my beauty, So I couldn’t grow.

Romanced me,  I bloomed you stunted my growth.

Crazed........ Blinded, Abandoned.  

I gave you me... Scarred, Arid to my roots, still beauty is me.

I know now, why roses have thorns , because sometimes love hurts.

-truleiversatile

[truleiversatile]

In this age where romance is not what it use to be, "Sometimes Love Hurts" and leaves scars you can't see ———————————————————————— Beauty, can you.... See me now, if I paint my pain on me My quaint nature withered your impulses You plucked me for my beauty, So I couldn’t grow Romanced me, I bloomed with stunted my growth Crazed........ Blinded, Abandoned I gave you me... Scarred, Arid to my roots, still beauty is me. I know now, sometimes love hurts. -Trulei

[kristensnotebook]

Act the way you’d like to be and soon you’ll be the way you act.

Leonard Cohen (via kristensnotebook)

Reinvent yourself