... If it aint come from me then the voices dont know what they are talking about

The Atlas of Popephoenix::

I was introduced to the works of this artist during another inivative promotion through Grae Entertainment for an event that highlighted talented artist, musicians, and community health and well being.  Of course I'm a sucker for things that catch my eye, ear or attention and the works of Popephoenix was a headlner for all of the above.  

The colors were like candied pop rocks, very crisp with a vibrant introduction. Choice of subjects he reflects in his works are reflective of our Pop culture icons of today. I could go on but who better then the words of the Bronx Man himself...

The Introduction of... Who is Popephoenix?

Popephoenix is the moniker of William Pope. After learning my name is synonymous with art & design and many other illustrators have the same name. I came to the decision; in order to stand out in a crowd of artistic men named William Pope I had to assume a pen name. Popephoenix was born… or resurrected. Which ever is cooler in your head.

Where did you go to school?

Popephoenix is a graduate of the University of Barnes & Noble, where I taught myself illustration, web design and graphic design. Graduating Valedictorian of my class, I have worked hard to prove my talent to employers who only respect a diploma.

What is the benefit of being Self-taught?

I have  always felt my education was a hindrance but in reality it’s my greatest asset. It has allowed me to find new avenues to achieve outstanding results with every project I’ve worked on, while other designers/artists rely only one what they were taught.

Where has Popephoenix worked?

The determination to be an artist has allowed me to work within many fields: magazines, fashion, non-profit, animation, as well as web design. My latest endeavor in fashion has placed my designs on the shelves of Old Navy, Target, Walmart as well as other retailers across the country.

What is his focus?

With a children’s book, an art book, T-shirt line and a show planned for this year, I’m clearly focused on illustration and graphic t-shirt design.

Loves a good dose of a bad…

Ever watch something old be born anew?!

I thought so…

Don't hate that you are the last to know...

Lost Secrets ...

And it was written...

"We blasted holes in the night until she bled sunshine" 

Little known fact... about "ME"

20+min STEAM SHOWERS are my:

 Therapy            Medacine

                   Comfort

            Release & Escape

       Favorite spot to sip wine

  All time favorite thing to do alone

Ryan Leslie - "Glory" (Official Music Video)

Not About the Floss

All about the Command of Your Craft...

Happy Friday... Ya Dig!

"SHAMPA WIT DA PAMPA... YA DIG!!!"

R.I.P. My Friend

LMFAO - Party Rock Anthem ft. Lauren Bennett, GoonRock

GET ADDICTED

Erykah Badu:: Butt Naked w/ some glitter on ya... and a beeper!

Melody Ehsani... Whatcha know bout me?!

MELODY E.

The Buzz of Ms. Melody Ehsani should by now only be a friendly reminder of this young designer ambitions and universal reach.
Melody's jewelry grace some of the biggest names in Media today; a favorite amongst the women of R& B and the HipHop world getting play with such artist and friends as Kerri Hilson, Erica Bahdu, Nikki M., Alicia Keys and this is a glance @ her roster in short.
The most alluring draw to Melody and her pieces (which also includes a phenomenal shoe line)  would be The Urban design, general Round-the-Way Girl whip appeal (I know too many song references)... but this woman is what she is and that is SUPER DOPE!
Keep a look out for my very own personalized pieces which I will be showing off in the near future in homage to the works of Ms. Ehsani

THEY GOT ME PARTNER... ONCE AGAIN IT'S ON!

Are you one of those people to think there wasn’t a person left on the face of the planet who still didn’t have a Facebook page?

Well if you did up until about the end of last week, I would have been that mysterious person you only heard about in stories

See I’ve never had or even cared to have a Facebook page; damn near prided myself in it.

This coming from a woman who grew up in the new age of “Social Networks” with a handful of  true and dear friends until this day to show for it.

The interest first peeked with Yahoo Chats and Clubs; the excitement of logging into a place of people with similar interests as you was a direct tap into a cyberchase to watch, mimic and reinvent yourself. Actually the best draw of this magical place with the act of reinvention, which people did to the point of ALWAYS! *smile* a gambit of this type of rush was only fulfilled with 3hrs of exciting,passionate and mind absorbing chat habit I carried around for 3yrs and don’t tell anyone but I’m sure it was on somebody’s company time.

The saga continues…

Black Planet * THE HOLY GRAIL* of them all – as a young African American searching for a particular type of community to be apart of - hip, creative,business minded and fun as hell individuals most of my adventures in my early 20’s  were fueled by this vice -  I was hooked; cyber and real life experiences were pretty much intertwined from there on.  Migente and Asian Avenue soon followed (yeah, I did them all OKAY!)

With cyber groups growing to be individuals who met to experience there cyber commonalties, and emailed relations away from the computer, people were met and bonds were made. THE INTERNET FLIPPIN ROCKS!!!

MySpace took no time ushering in the custom way to do all this and MORE under their umbrella; that’s cool I’m wit it! Actually I took no time customizing my profile with the art, music and feel of “me”, getting down right homey and to business; and having a connection to more people than I thought possible (everyone who has my email address right?)  Wasn’t so bad either.  So I got it made, master or my domain. Photos of every event, moment or family experience I wanted to share. Heck I even had two pages (one for personal and another for promotions) – This was fly and all I would ever need.

FACEBOOK…

Wait, now wait I’m not done with MySpace yet and…

Oh, oh no I'm not there but I'll give you permission to my MS page

Ahh you dont log on anymore *laughing* explains where most of my frineds went

Who me? Nah I don’t have a FB. 

Thoughts:

{Hmm, I’m not ready to mix my friends and work relationships, ahhhh old school friends vs. Current running partners not goin’ work Introducing my family to EVERYONE ELSE IN MY WORLD…. OH HECK NO!}

*Also make note by this time convinced it’s a government census to be spyware you and everyone you know*

Until the point of no return, I peeked and just simply had no interest in FB, its requests or lures.

I had done it all before it was simply the upgrade the next 5.something and the LIVING LIFE aspect is a lot more appealing to me.

Fast Forward to my awkwardly boastful detachment to “The Collective” as I jokingly refer to it –

Back to life and all my personal endeavors appear to be flourishing before me personally and business wise but there is a block I cant get quite pass -

TWITTER::FB APPS::Social Networking at it's finest is now the very tools I need to move foward. The monster under the bed I was desperately seeking to escape, is now to become my everyday ali; even with all my years of experience in this world I was equally matched with an anxiety to match. 

THIS IS THE MOTHERBOARD - hell anyone who knew you by name, school, state, job can now re-enter (with permission of course) back into your life *sigh*

BUT the audience is great and vast with a reach to the masses; and I'm all about great things and reaching the masses...

So with that said it appears as though I will be tipping my toe back into the familar;  which for you is probabaly old fasshion FBing but for me the begining of a new cyber chapter.

ONCE AGAIN IT's ON!

See you in Cyber land Kiddies! 

Janelle Monáe - Tightrope (Wondamix) [Feat. B.o.B and Lupe Fiasco] (OFFI...

You Dont Know Me LIke That -

Back to the Future by Irina Werning

Cool collection… I want my own edition!
and he's gooood!

John Leguizamo:: Ghetto Klown on Broadway

Little known fact... about "ME"

Forgetting dreams I KNOW I SHOULD REMEMBER scares me…

I love ...

LIVE IN THIS MOMENT

I was regretting the past and fearing the future. Suddenly God was speaking. ” My name is ‘I AM’..I waited. God continued.

When you live in the past, with its mistakes and regrets, it is hard. I am not there. My name is not ‘I WAS’.


When you live in the future, with its problems and fears, it is hard. I am not there. My name is not ’ I WILL BE’.


When you live in this moment, it is not hard. I am here. My name is I AM.


-Helen Mellicost

My Friday Repeat :: Gym Class Heroes - Viva La White Girl

I KNOW HOW YOU LIKE THAT LIVE ACTION ::

Love it or Hate it... V-day Edition

1981

JAM-

MISS ME???

LAURYN HILL: HerStory... "Take time to walk with a Prophet"

The almighty Lauryn, the first person to speak and let me know the word of prophecy is real.
This sister wiser then her years is more powerful then what holds her to this earth;
this entry is not even to touch the bounty of her music but a journey to follow her words and knowledge -
If you have a moment LISTEN, a task more difficult than it sounds to someone who knows more than what our world makes known to us.

Make note this is her wisdom rewinded back to the age of 25.

“ People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within. Elizabeth Kubler Ross

Real Eye, Realize, Real LIES

Lupe Fiasco - Go To Sleep:

Lyrics:

Thank you
Feels good wakin’ up
Yeah, back
On my j-o

Guess I gotta go to work
It’s cool

I wipe the cool from my eye
Stationed in Antarctica, coldest nigga alive
Flow is Armageddon, might smite crows from the sky
Before you drive you have to wipe locust-es off your rides
But I’m warmin’ up, oceans is on the rise
I’ll be Ocean with eleven associates on my side
Colder than Chris Martin guitarin’, would you look at all these spies?
But they can’t see me, I took out their eyes
Replaced them with some mes, so all they see is hes
But I will never run, not even if they cry
See, I can never fall, not even down their cheek
But I will always ball, let’s see who the first to blink
And I don’t need no passwords, ’cause I don’t need to cheat
But you can say your last words, then you can rest in peace
I’m the hook after your last verse, I’m also like your beat
But I will turn it down, so you can go to sleep

So you can go to sleep
Yes, you can to sleep
So you can go to sleep
So you can go to sleep
Good night, good night
Good night, good night
Now you can go to sleep
Yes, you can to go to sleep
Now you can go to sleep
Now you can go to sleep
Good night, good night
(Official niggas on they job)
(And you know we gotta ball)
Good night, good night
(Real niggas pop it all)
(Phony niggas not at all)

Insomniac since way back, see, this what I been like
Bacon, eggs, and pancakes, eatin’ it at midnight
Gettin’ up and goin’ hard, I don’t need no Enzyte
Come across as very calm, mental state is Zen-like
Always had a lot of heart, never been the tin type
Never will I drop a dime, never been the ten type
My girlfriend is very fine, yes, she is a ten, right?
Mink is draggin’ on the flo’, fire in my windpipe
You should come and clean up after riots that I incite
Things got off the handle, left behind a landfill
Traffic at a standstill, stadium is fan-filled
Fill this bitch up with fans, you still would blow my candle out
My can-do spirit’s in the house
And it’s possessin’ your possessions, did you hear it by the couch?
Boogieman under your bed, not in your closet, ’cause I’m not a homo
Won’t shut no door, ho, I won’t make a peep, so you can go to sleep

Now you can go to sleep
Yeah, you can go to sleep
Now you can go to sleep
So you can go to sleep
Good night, good night
Good night, good night
(Real niggas up again)

(Phony niggas tuckin’ in)
So you can go to sleep
Yes, you can go to sleep
Now you can go to sleep
Now you can go to sleep
Good night, good night
(Official niggas on they job)
(And you know we gonna ball)
Good night, good night
(Real niggas pop it all)
(Phony niggas not at all)

I wipe the coal from my eye
Then put it in my stove and hope that my dough rise
And that my clothes dry, but I am so high
I’m sitting on the storm, that I got soaked by
Now you can come close, so you can get warm
But you get no pie, but you can sell ‘em for ‘im
So here’s your bowtie, now get ready to fall
‘Cause humans don’t fly, the boy in the balloon
See I didn’t go hide, and I’m comin’ back to flow again
Close down all that opium, but I had to OPN
They said they need a hero, and if so I’m back to dope again
Pull up in that old-school, Flintstone drop on rolling pins
Time is all behind me, this make me feel old again
Grandma’s all around me, I can feel her soul within
Hold my daddy over him, I woke the roosters, woke the hens
Everything’s cashmere, count the sheep that you can go to sleep

So you can go to sleep
Yes, you can go to sleep
Now you can go to sleep (Go to sleep!)
So you can go to sleep
Good night, good night (It’s okay!)
Good night, good night
(Real niggas up again)
(Phony niggas tuckin’ in)
So you can go to sleep
Yes, you can go to sleep
Now you can go to sleep
So you can go to sleep
Good night, good night
(Official niggas on the job)
(And you know we gonna ball)
Good night, good night
(Real niggas pop it all)
(Phony niggas not at all)