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Afro American

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Afro American by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse

The right thing in the wrong place


the wrong thing in the right place.

(Andy Warhol)

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Ride With me

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Art prints & Clippings from Ebony Magazine. 

Angie Hoover-Hillhouse

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You rock, rock.

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Green fur on  the skin of a rock

that was once smooth and yellow

Snapshot by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse


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reflect, reflect

my hollow heart

in fields of hot

and yellow death

look out, look out

upon decay

and swallow lumps

of silent calm

we’re two, we’re two

half living parts

that drink in dust

and bow our heads

we’ll crack we’ll crack

but never break

just hang in dusk

for all is lost

Eternity by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse

photo: “Metaphysical Liberatarianism” by Suzanne Koett

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What draws us to Odd Proportions

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Drawings by Argentinian Illustrator, Catriel Martinez

 In life, the external form does not  indicate the internal form. Appearances are almost always deceptive. But in art, appearance is all that exists. The internal and the external are one in the same. These characters are deformed by most standards, but they still have an uplifting quality. Their quirky little faces with lopsided eyeballs and large swirly noses are sweet, genuine reflections of what people really are: a complex marriage of  flaws and strengths that reflects a familiar sort of beauty.



The pink paper above contains my own doodles, many based on designs of his, others exact imitations. 

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We Could Be Heroes

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The first one is a quick sketch of Captain Marvel, the current female comic book. The other one is really old and I barely remember it… Pretty much just my love of old styles and steampunk.

 Superhero Sketches by Mitch Schiwal 

The Prince of the Sea

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watching the ocean flirt with the shore

from the rough

green sea bluff

that the sunlight ignores

it chases, then follows, then flows through itself

as I do

when I’m blue

as a hollow farewell

The Prince of the Sea 

by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse. Photo by Noel Alvarenga

Tell her what She’s won, Pat!

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by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse