ENTER THE WORLD OF ROBBY DAVIS
An Artist Deep in Her Head and Cosmic in Perception
This is a portrait of my great grandmother Alberta Burke. She died before I was born so I painted this from a picture and her energy. I felt that she was serious, structured, ambitious and dutiful. She was in The Order of The Eastern Star so she passed me her deep spiritual interests and curiosity. She was also accomplished and helped to establish my family in a place where I am now free and prepared to follow my bliss.
I was inspired to paint this portrait after listening to “A Seat at the Table.” It spoke to me about the importance of us giving ourselves permission to experience and recognize our entire range of emotions. There is a power in recognizing that all of our feelings are not only valid but there are reasons we are feeling them. When one allows themselves to step into that discovery, we also discover our own personal unique power and magick.
This is my grandfather, Ernie Burke. The colors behind him represent the rich diversity of gifts – emotional, spiritual, genetic, intellectual, musical, creative… that he and my grandmother passed onto my family.
This is my other great grandmother, Granny. I felt strongly the message of this painting is to speak my mind. I should say what I truly feel when I feel it. I have a voice; I have an opinion, I shall say it loud because it matters. Now of all times is not the time to hold back.
THE LOVE SPELL
This is a self-portrait and meditation on love. I’m wearing an open robe, the heart with waterfall in the center represent my desire. The gold behind me is manifestational energy and the indigo is for an energy of clarity so that I recognize what I want when I see it.
BLUE AND BOURGEOIS
This is a portrait of my cousin Tina, best friend and one of the few black peer mates I had growing up in Iowa. Additionally, it is an observation of the complex relationship black women have with each other. From socioeconomic factors to geographic, color, diction, class, hair and educational differences, we instinctually and silently label each other instantly. However, when it came to the orange man we all sensed the same danger and banded together to vote Blue for not only our own self-interest but for the good of the country and nay, the world.
DON'T HATE ME BECAUSE YOU WEREN'T BREAST FED
This painting is commentary on the often intense and immediate reaction that people have to my breasts. Since race, sexual orientation, gender, age or other... don’t appear to factor into the immediate love or hate of my breasts, I wonder if it’s something deeper… Perhaps the relationship one had with their mother and breastfeeding?
IN THE BEGINNING
My parents say that when I was conceived my mother had an IUD. The doctor who delivered me said I had the IUD in my hand and appeared to have been using it as a pacifier while in my mother's womb.
STORY OF AN ARTIST
I'm Robby Davis, an artist who blends spiritual, political & pop culture symbolism to open doors, minds & perspectives