Angels Get No Maps is a painting born from a blend of influences—places, people, and art that have shaped the essence of this piece. Named after one of my favorite poems by Suheir Hammad, it carries a resonance that reaches deep into the heart. I remember, as a young man, being transfixed by Suheir’s performance on Def Jam Poetry. With her thick hair, sharp cheekbones, and powerful presence, she spoke with a voice that bridged the intimate and the universal. Her words lingered, carrying a quiet force that connected emotions to something greater than ourselves.
In the leaves of this painting, I’ve woven lines from Angels Get No Maps. The poem speaks of those who come into our lives without warning or reason—those visitors who arrive uninvited, yet whose presence stirs something deep. They do not follow any schedule, nor do they bear any map to guide them, yet they leave an imprint, a fleeting, but profound touch.
This painting is an ode to those transient souls—those who appear unexpectedly and disappear just as quietly, leaving us altered in ways we can’t quite explain. It’s a tribute to the mystery of these encounters, to the way we are shaped by the briefest of connections, and to the delicate unpredictability of life itself.
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