“I Don’t Want No Pills, I’m In The Clouds Just Tryna Chill”

This painting is inspired by the pharmaceutical industry and how they claim to have a pill for everything. The pharmaceutical companies make people forget about the different forms of healing. There’s Play Therapy, Art Therapy, Music Therapy and Plant medicine that I work with. In this vision I was surrounded by pills due to the notion that a pill would cure what’s going on with me. My furniture turned into different kind of pills that I had to accept or reject and with that conflicting reality, I found comfort in Miles Davis’ “Kind of Blue” record. I became possessed by the sound coming from the speakers and I needed to step back into reality, I needed to step out of that trance, I just wasn’t sure what pill would cure my yearning for a new world order. Throughout this transition I was overcoming, becoming, and born again.

36x48 Canvas - Acrylic Paint and Paper

“Silent screams, made my ears bleed, how could I know though, still, I wasn’t tryna go like Van Gogh. My brain is not for sale, tell the doctor I’m doing well, from 20 feet I fell, no hell, still I rise, flying in the sky, across many timelines, I don’t want no pills, I’m in the clouds just tryna chill, I’m too mystical for real, I’m taking turns on fasting for different things hoping I can bring to the table what’s the deal, a comrade is too ill to conceal, I gotta stop invading peoples mind so I’m trying to bust a rhyme on crime, of the people, started when we was unequal, a myth that bred something too lethal, of the people, with wool like hair, making thrones on any chair” - Isaihrine Bosse