Blood on the Leaves

Talk to me about who you were, who you’ve become.  Let’s go deep very quickly. Pinpoint the inaccuracies. It’s hard to make beauty. There must have been moments:

God, Sex and alcohol

People can get lost in all those things.  The community of Gemini watching the throne; perpetually in faux awe.  People don’t make the most of their lives – rushes of bombast and vulnerability.

Rock n roll and rap mute my voice.

Hurricane Katrina would have plenty to say. Sonic paintings. Completely destroy the landscape, like a prodigy – George Condo or Nick Knight or Takashi Murakami. But, I am the first me.  It’s hard to make beauty.

Black Skinhead, Gold Digger

I don’t think most people are comfortable with their own dreams. I’m trying to give people a little bit of context to the possibilities. But when we talk about love, I don’t have an answer.

Just enough religion, a half cup of alcohol,

a lot of sex

Twelve years a slave, Jesus walks before I’d even finished the second verse. He went to Europe, he went to Africa, he went to Mecca, and then when he came back to America, he stormed the stage.


Amanda Faye, 2015

Remixed work:

Interview with Kanye West, by Kanye West & Steve McQueen