JOSEPHINE FOSUWAA

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Hello, and welcome to my KweenAfro Art. My name is Josephine and ever since I could pick up a pencil and paper, I found I had a knack for drawing. I drew my feelings, dreams and visions for what I hoped for and how I saw myself and others around me. Art became so much part of my life that it helped me cope through the loneliest nights at Sick Kids hospital. I was born with a genetic blood disorder called, Sickle Cell Anemia. A painful, crippling disease that consumed the majority of my life thus far but through faith I've recently overcome and continue to overcome each day. Just like Sickle Cell, it can be difficult to 'see' the beauty in the pain, and 'hear' the voice that's often neglected. My art has given a voice to that which is not seen or heard.

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We often 'Look' with our eyes and conclude that what we 'See' is all there is. I challenge you to "See" with your heart and look beyond the image before you. What do you feel?

$20.00

Acrylic and spray paint on canvas.

12x16"

Sickle Cell is an "Invisible" disease to those who don't see it reflected on a Warriors face. Here, what is visible and very real on the inside is now displayed and worn as a badge of honor on each soldier, as they fight with beauty and strength in an everlasting battle of life and death. We Are Warriors!

JOSEPHINE FOSUWAA

$20.00

Acrylic and spray paint on canvas.

12x16"

Sickle Cell is an "Invisible" disease to those who don't see it reflected on a Warriors face. Here, what is visible and very real on the inside is now displayed and worn as a badge of honor on each soldier, as they fight with beauty and strength in an everlasting battle of life and death. We Are Warriors!

JOSEPHINE FOSUWAA

$50.00

Acrylic and 4C synthetic hair on canvas.

16x20"

Hair is said to hold a lot of life within it. It's an extention of our joy and saddness, our relief and stress but most importantly, the story we tell and don't tell. The coils and chaos of a Black Woman's hair holds a tremendous amount of weight. It tells the untold stories of our past, present and future. The weight of it, while seemly heavy, doesn't weigh us down, but is held with grace and beauty in such, as a Crown.

JOSEPHINE FOSUWAA