Mom, I Am A Rich Man
A fellow artist once said to me “ever wondered why you’d create a piece that the current version of you can’t relate to and in a couple of years you totally understand the piece.” They said “sometimes you are creating the version of yourself you wanna be. Creating for your future self”. This is a story about future self but we are going to start at the beginning. At an early age my dad told me “Never be a liability to any man” I thought it meant lean into your masculine energy. The masculine gets things done. It’s assertive, it’s logical, it’s a provider and ambition. Now that I’m grown I understand that It’s a balance between the masculine and the feminine to be a strong independent woman, be successful, be bold, be a boss ass alpha female. This series speaks to the future every female envisions regardless of race, social and educational background. she wants to be successful in her career and succeed as a mother, a partner, a friend and a sister. She aspires to be a boss ass woman.
Wychée Owosanya
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