WEEKS OF COVID
I am the storm of frustrationThe clouds go over the rain falls out like wetness of the coldness.The madness of people’s voices talking over and over again till it explodes.
BANG!! goes the world
People look and think what she’ll we do I say we already in mess.Just take a look around us we there.
Who am I,I’m the mess of creativityWho brings life together though quotes.Inside life they is quote everywhere you see & go.They will be there just listen to voices over again you’ll find it the end.
I am a fighter of the GoddessI hide away in the shadows of darkness,I try make people happy deep under my tingling skin.
I end up feeling sham & guilty for what I’ve said as a human.I can’t change the past unless I changed the worldDon’t fight with me unless you need to.
I’m love having a sassy, silly, funny & kind Sense of humourand drips of sweat coming down with having a fitNo matter that I have to cope with the day to day shakiness and tirednesslike the sand and drips of sweat coming down with having a fitI might look like I’m dancing on the floor,but I really don’t give damn of what I look thenI know deep down under my skinI have strength to win,I can try and achieve all sorts in my incomeno matter what, I like my art it’s my life no matterif it’s scribbles on paper.
This time I boiled the kettle and drunk my tea and saw the sparks in people’s eyes, byes
This time I saw anxiety in people’s facesFaces of fear of gloom and happiness
This time I see the numbers on the remote going up and down.Numbers going high & low as flick of a switch,People walking in and out like flash of lighting.
Busy buzz like bee flying.
Where I came from the bank and my sister going on like a ringing bell saying move.I come from stars above and beyond.I come from mum who struggles to take care of me when young
My heart go be beyond the breath & feelings haunting me
I come from people who know me and made me, MEWith sassiness, time goes on.Time travels though time
Children get older and grow older learn how to be strong.Life is life we get on.
Ria works in two dimensions using paint, print and collage to create radical and inspirational slogans about identity. She has also recently branched out into creating electronic music.
Ria was one of the contributing artists in the Hidden Art / Hidden Artists exhibition. She created a three part work which is hidden from the audiences view inside boxes. The work is accessed by looking through peepholes with a torch. The three boxes are called ‘Horrific’, ‘Escaping the Life of Torture’ and ‘The Dream is in the Hospital’. They express Ria’s frustration that, while the old model of lifelong in-patient hospital support for people with disabilities has gone, she can still feel trapped in the invisible boxes of the care system.
Ria created an iconic large scale artwork she called ‘Graffiti Man’ which was turned into a postcard and poster to mark the joint 30th and 110th birthdays of Pyramid and Swarthmore Education Centre.