My Drawings

1. Title:-  The MELODY. A semi-abstract in simple cubic to sound from silence of plates metal with rings to symbolize the music of the Africa. Pen drawing in black and white. 5" by 4".

2. Title:- A WRITER. A semi-abstract In simple to complex shapes. Africa Calabash's carving designs. A cubic abstract in pen drawing in black and white. 4"by 4".

3. Title:- BROOM &BRIDE. The shapes of two rattles gourds show ready made of marriage courtesy. Semi-abstract. Pen drawing. African calabash carving in the simple traces of wedlock.6"by4".

4. TITLE:- THE HAWKER. An African selling mobile method in tuning of music. Show the depth of beauty. Semi-abstract. Pen drawing in black and white as a nature. 6"by5".

5. TITLE:- IN A BRIDE. A tribe pride in a bride. The depth in shapes of his beauty. Simple shapes and simple motifs in a semi- abstract drawing. Pen drawing in colour of nature says "gives the white any colours".2"by5"
6. TITLE:- A MODEL. A butterfly style of the world's ladies in walking. Made simple shapes and forms in African Calabash's carving motifs. Pen drawing in black and white.6"by5".

7. TITLE:- PREGNANT LADY. In a stages of pregnancy in the ladies life are full of depth pains and panics. Simple and easy using of lines directions and focusing. A beauty of women good in pen-drawing in the neutral colors.5"by6".

This is my simple way of expression in my artworks or artlife. Simple in complex that means a Simplistic art of my thoughts. The best of creating is to make it simple. A basic shapes in SIMPLISTISM ARTWORKS.

A Simplist, GBADEGESIN AKEEM AYODELE,
B.A Ed. in FINE AND APPLIED ARTS, +2348057074456,+2347080013008,
Email jebe4herhs@gmail.com, gbadegesinayo@yahoo.com, wibejebeherbs4heals@gmail.com.
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The Poet

THE POETS 

by Gbadegesin Akeem Ayodele 

A sharp stick as a sharp sword,

A pointed knife as a ball pen,

A drop of water like a drop of blood,

Salivating as a lubricating,

A combing of hair is a searching for a pin.

The eyes maybe searching lamp to see,

Inner eye see more than a touch lamp.

The earth is bearer of all needs,

What are we need again?

Call on the mother earth to give and take.

The tallest tree grows out the mother,

The apples of all flowers and fruits are out of the greatest mother.

The poet tastes the juice all creations,

The Singer is  drunk of all tastes.

Intoxicated poet falls all over the places.

The Poet guilts of the juices of the maintain  and rocky hills,

The Poet penalizes of the wines and weeds.

The poet, the squanders, the blunders of the mother ginned games.

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