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But Still I Rise

But Still I Rise

Exploring Emotional Healing

Artwork: Erin McGrath Rieke

Poetry: Maya Angelou

Music and Lyrics: The Indigo Girls, Local Natives, Toad the Wet Sprocket, Jack Johnson

 

 

Does my sexiness upset you? | Does it come as a surprise | That I dance like I've got diamonds | At the meeting of my thighs? | Out of the huts of history's shame | I rise | Up from a past that's rooted in pain | I rise | I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide, | Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. | Leaving behind nights of terror and fear | I rise | Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear | I rise | Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, | I am the dream and the hope of the slave. | I rise | I rise | I rise.” 
― Maya AngelouAnd Still I Rise

Erin McGrath Rieke | Closer to Fine | Acrylic Painting on Canvas | 12x12 | 2011-2018

"Closer to Free" Painting inspired by the Song and Lyrics by the Indigo Girls

 I'm tryin' to tell you somethin' 'bout my life
Maybe give me insight between black and white |And the best thing you've ever done for me |Is to help me take my life less seriously | It's only life after all, yeah |Well darkness has a hunger that's insatiable | And lightness has a call that's hard to hear | I wrap my fear around me like a blanket | I sailed my ship of safety 'til I sank it |I'm crawling on your shores | And I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains | I looked to the children, I drank from the fountains | There's more than one answer to these questions | Pointing me in a crooked line
And the less I seek my source for some definitive | The closer I am to fine | The closer I am to fine |And I went to see the doctor of philosophy | With a poster of Rasputin and a beard down to his knee | He never did marry or see a B-Grade movie | He graded my performance, he said he could see through me | I spent four years prostrate to the higher mind |Got my paper and I was free | I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains | I looked to the children, I drank from the fountains | There's more than one answer to these questions | Pointing me in a crooked line
And the less I seek my source for some definitive | The closer I am to fine | The closer I am to fine, yeah | I stopped by the bar at three A.M. | To seek solace in a bottle, or possibly a friend | And I woke up with a headache like my head against a board | Twice as cloudy as I'd been the night before | And I went in seeking clarity | I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains | I looked to the children, I drank from the fountains | We go to the doctor, we go to the mountains | We look to the children, we drink from the fountain |Yeah, we go to the Bible, we go through the work out | We read up on revival, we stand up for the lookout | There's more than one answer to these questions | Pointing me in a crooked line | And the less I seek my source for some definitive | The closer I am to fine | The closer I am to fine | The closer I am to fine, yeah

 Erin McGrath Rieke | Who Knows Who Cares | Acrylic Painting on Canvas | 18x18 |2013-2018

Erin McGrath Rieke | Who Knows Who Cares | Acrylic Painting on Canvas | 18x18 |2013-2018

"Who Knows Who Cares" Painting Inspired by the Song and Lyrics by Local Natives

I've been going down|Down into the river baby |Listen to the sound |It's something only god knows| You figure it out, I can't stay | Water's in the clouds |Is my life about to change? |Who knows, who cares |So we took a van down to colorado|Where we ran into the dead |I took you by the hand |Know that even with your doubts, it's ok |Take into account that it's not about to change |Who knows, who cares | You could let it down Jump into the river baby |Easy as it sounds
It's never quite as easily done |The current has us now, it's ok |Take into account that it's all about to change |Who knows, who cares |No one's been there |But I don't care
I know all have been there | I don't care |I know

Erin McGrath Rieke | I Will Not Take These Things For Granted | Acrylic on Custom Canvas with Custom Frame | 12x22 | 2016-2018

"I Will Not Take These Things For Granted" Painting inspired by Song and Lyrics by Toad the Wet Sproket

One part of me just wants to tell you everything | One part just needs the quiet | And if I'm lonely here, I'm lonely here | And on the telephone | You offer reassurance | I will not take these things for granted | How can I hold the part of me that only you can carry | It needs a strength I haven't found | But if it's frightening, I'll bear the cold |And on the telephone | You offer warm asylum | I'm listening | Flowers in the garden | Laughter in the hall | Children in the park | I will not take these things for granted Anymore

To crawl inside the wire and feel something near me| To feel this accepting |That it is lonely here, but not alone |And on the telephone | You offer visions dancing | I'm listening |Music in the bedroom | Laughter in the hall | Dive into the ocean |Singing by the fire | Running through the forest | And standing in the wind |In rolling canyons | I will not take these things

Erin McGrath Rieke | Fragments| Acrylic on Canvas | 16x20 | 2010-2018

The song and lyrics that inspired "Fragments"

Fragments: Jack Johnson

Fragments on the sea | Birds of prey above | All that lies beneath | No longer what it was, it changed | Why can't we relate

Shadows from the deep |Your thoughts were afraid of | Secrets that we keep | The surface of our love and hate | Why can't we relate | With ourselves with what we open | Up when it's too late

What we used to be | What we will become | Words we cannot see | Breaking up by one, by one
Slowly we felt under a spell |One by one | Slowly we wake up

Fragments of a scene |From a distance they jumped down | Little time machines | Messages of love and hate | Why can't we relate | With ourselves with what we open | Up when it's too late

 Erin McGrath Rieke | Somewhere I Belong | Acrylic on Canvas | 18x18 | 2012-2018

Erin McGrath Rieke | Somewhere I Belong | Acrylic on Canvas | 18x18 | 2012-2018

Song and Lyrics that Inspired the Painting "Somewhere I Belong"

I’ve got a good friend living it up when I'm home
Yea I've got someone waiting for me when I'm gone
Yeah I have got a good one lifting me up when I'm down
Well it's been perfect time and new moon rising
You are looking to, 
I'm feeling good as new, new
Feeling good as new, new
I've got excitement spilling right over my tongue
We're in a new place you had to bring me along
Hey, I've got it good, got it real good
Somewhere where I can belong
Well it's been perfect time and new moon rising, 
You are looking to, 
I'm feeling good as new, new
Feeling good as new, new
It's a new world turning,
True love burning,
You are looking to
I'm feeling good as new, new
Feeling good as new, new
It's new, new

 Erin McGrath Rieke | Untitled | Acrylic on Canvas | 16x20 | 2018

Erin McGrath Rieke | Untitled | Acrylic on Canvas | 16x20 | 2018

 Erin McGrath Rieke | Untitled | Acrylic on Canvas | 16x20 | 2011-2018

Erin McGrath Rieke | Untitled | Acrylic on Canvas | 16x20 | 2011-2018