Momma Said, Make It Home Black Boy. Please Don't Die.
This art was born from a prayer - a mother’s plea whispered every time her son leaves the house.
It carries the beauty and the burden of Black boyhood in America. It holds the diamonds, the gold, the brilliance, the culture, and the joy. But it also holds the violence, the prejudice, the blood spilled in streets, the weight of a gun, the silence of suicide, and the echo of police sirens.This work is not safe. It is not meant to comfort. It tells the story of what it means to be loved and feared, to be idolized and criminalized, to be raised by a community that celebrates you and wounds you, while walking a world that has already judged you.
Every piece is both protest and prayer.
A testimony against racism, violence, and systemic hatred. A call for remembrance and resistance. A mirror held up to the divide between how Black boys see themselves, how their mothers see them, and how America sees them. At its core, this art is about survival. It is the cry of a mother, the voice of a son, and the struggle of a people - asking, demanding, and pleading: Let him live. Let him make it back home!
