Her name was Bug (2008) Painting by Rochele Royster

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  • Original Artwork Painting,
  • Dimensions Height 14in, Width 11in
  • Categories Paintings under $1,000
My grandmother had ten sisters and when I was seven she told me this story. It was apparent at an early age that the oldest of the daughters had a special talent. She was an excellent seamstress and could make beautiful dresses from simple materials. At the age of fifteen she left the family farm and moved to the city. She soon found a job as a seamstress[...]
My grandmother had ten sisters and when I was seven she told me this story. It was apparent at an early age that the oldest of the daughters had a special talent. She was an excellent seamstress and could make beautiful dresses from simple materials. At the age of fifteen she left the family farm and moved to the city. She soon found a job as a seamstress at a small shop. In the city, she discovered a newfound freedom and because she inherited her father’s milky skin and her mother’s jet black wavy hair she soon realized that she could easily pass as white. A year later she married and five children soon followed. She never returned home to the family farm and stopped all contact with her family except an occasional letter at Christmas. In her new life she had found something…and she did not want to add the dark black blemish of her identity to her new white life. Somewhere, I have five cousins who have no idea there mother is a black woman, with roots and family rich in heritage and culture, born on a faraway farm in a not so faraway land. Her name was Bella but everyone called her Bug.

Casein Paint and prisma color on canvas

(Red Frame and gold mat)

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I was born in the city of Washington D.C. but was raised in the rural south. The Blue Ridge Mountains of central Virginia were the backdrop of my childhood home which was nestled in a forrest of cedar, white[...]

I was born in the city of Washington D.C. but was raised in the rural south. The Blue Ridge Mountains of central Virginia were the backdrop of my childhood home which was nestled in a forrest of cedar, white pine and red oak trees. As a child, I had an active imagination and spent hours making dolls out of old socks, yarn and mismatched buttons. I learned how to grow my own food, harvest produce and can it for the winter. In the summer, my brother and I would dirty our knees tasting honeysuckles and prick our fingers picking the sweetest blackberries for the tastiest pies. My love for creating grew into a love for the fine arts. I studied studio art in college and later received my graduate degree in Art Therapy from The School of the Art Institute of Chicago. As an art therapist intern, I worked with rape and incest survivors, women and children affected by homelessness and domestic violence, and refugees from Cambodia and Kenya. Art therapy provides an avenue for those hurt by trauma to express themselves and find peace through the artistic process. I believe in the artististic process and its ability to offer awareness. Art heals. My respect for nature, hard work, and culture has inspired my imagery.

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