F. Magdalene Austin


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F. Magdalene Austin
Age: 37
City: Indianapolis
Country: United States
Joined: Oct 2007

Not your average female artist. A black woman in search of color to manipulate and mold on a PC screen. A young woman collecting words, forming poetry. A budding entrepreneur.

Sundrip – Art for Life http://www.sundrip.com
Sundrip on Etsy http://www.sundrip.etsy.com

On The Eve of Something Beautiful

Many art pieces shown in the RB gallery can be seen at my home gallery with close up views of texture, color and specific details and are accompanied by commentary.

Growing Into Scars

http://www.sundrip.com

Feel free to contact me with questions or feedback at SundripJournals@gmail.com

Katherine

Father and Child

Live free. Create well.
Sincerely,
F. Magdalene

Journal Entries

Raindrops

Posted about 1 month ago.

When I'm Not Painting

Posted about 1 month ago, 4 comments so far.

Boy, Ya Never Know

Posted 4 months ago, 1 comment so far.

A Dollmaker On A Mission

Posted 4 months ago, 5 comments so far.

Confessions of an Artist

Posted 4 months ago, 6 comments so far.

Made My Day

Posted 5 months ago, 4 comments so far.

Encouraged and Inspired

Posted 5 months ago, 4 comments so far.

One Day Remaining

Posted 7 months ago.

Four Thank You's

Posted 7 months ago, 2 comments so far.

Comments To All

Posted 11 months ago, 2 comments so far.

Writing

Mom’s of Inner Children

This is the day when I get to celebrate my own motherhood, my own ability to nurture and care for the whole me, my inner child and the empowered adult.

Elegance and Peace

Today I ask for orange to make peace with yellow and not war across the page / Spilling on red, assaulting blue and running head first into black.

I Long For The Day

I long for the day when it was quite right to hate you because youre Irish, German, Spanish, a Jew. I long for the day when I didnt have to explain Why I wont hire you, house you or sell you my goods

Opening Night

Each bold range, octave and cord pleads for recognition / And begs for you to know/ What unfolds before you is more

Unbound

I shiver at the thought of this freedom / At the thought of not wearing regret upon my heart or guilt as shoes / I wonder how I will walk with feet unbound

Your Secret

When the family gathers for Sunday meetings in a house with walls that hold blood six generations thick, When we dance in halls for charity events

Watchlist

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