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Earl Williams, a multi-disciplinary artist, brings an unwaivering, relentlessness to his thought-provoking works. Born in Detroit, Michigan, Earl's artistic journey has been influenced by traveling within and beyond of the Motor City. With an unwavering passion that can unlock a re-renaissance, Earl has set on a path of furthering his artistic educational exploration. Currently pursuing a bachelor's degree in graphic design at Wayne State University, continuing after a car acciden Thanksgiving 2021 he combines his formal education with a lifelong dedication to honing his craft constantly. Earl's works transcend his traditional art upbringing, seamlessly flowing into various forms, styles and mediums of expression to convey his narratives through a range of prowess in the arts. From intricate graphic illustrations to traditional mediums, expanding to music and poetry. He invites a more than visual journey that swells with possibilities of endless exploration. His artistic vision is rooted in his ability to fuse the technical aspects of graphic design with the rawness of reality. Earl creates pieces that resonate with viewers, inviting them to reflect on their own stories and perspectives. Earl has received accolades such as the Silver Key DPSCD Scholastic Art Award and the Silver Key Scholastic Art Award, showcasing his talent and dedication to his craft. His works have been exhibited in renowned venues, including Salonnière's Art & Activism at Shinola 2020 Art and Activism and the DPSCD Scholastic Art Exhibition at the DIA. Beyond the art world, Earl contributes to his community as an, whether as a PSBI DPSCD Ambassador at Detroit School of Arts. His commitment to bringing an impact is loud in his initiatives. With each brushstroke and creative endeavour, Earl Williams continues to push boundaries and redefine the meaning of the artist. Through his thought-provoking pieces, he invites audiences to explore these places he hold that are both beautifulful and battered. Earl's journey pursues as multi-disciplinary artist dedicated to his crafts, he ensures that his future holds in store creations and achievements.

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In Detroit, I'm invited by the patina copper tones and red bricks homes, I grant my works freedom towards what's natural in my environment, my focus is to capture voice that was never heard but breathed life into me.
-Earl Williams 2023

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Poetry Feature
Updated:06/29/24

baby I aint come just to visit 

and if it is what it is

then to serve us 

was exquisite 

when we did 

what wouldve 

what should’ve 

when it made sense 

fools and feeling

 

is it high or the limit

it never was

and never if it isnt 

 

I hope I held you close at night

And gave you a different 

life experience

had me wishing

wanting waiting

Stuck in my mode

in fact I say it 

I was deep infatuation 

 

I love my morning with 

a coffee early morning 

birds sing Joval 

to my joe

she like matcha

tea with geishas

 

out the holes 

till we risen

to eat we gracious 

 

then the day end

im grateful

I push the ride 

in phases of  9-5

I been fueling for a feeling

 

I watch the wings

take flight 

to lion on my side 

the Griffen

I been grieveing for a minute 

I been hurting mine

hoping she hurt less

My baby my art on 

it last foundation

stressed contours creating 

dead ends dont make creation

is worthless

while in awaiting

 

Im not anticipating 

How call you 

by the beatgul form

the evening star

 

Ill be set after noon restarts

I choose some silence

my heart aloof 

when the moon looks up 

 

I been living in my head

my dog shit

sick ass the day i walked it 

white schnauzer 

on my legs

the chirping in truth

to sing songs that dont land 

by the river 

caste my person

have not found 

a catch yet

 

Please allow for my resurgence 

I been looking for convergence 

I found love less

it was for perfect

so rembrant to a compromise 

the night watch 

some eyes shy

 

Unless to you my muse 

chose to chime in

on the colored kind

 

my weeping eye starts to cry

episodic dream 

forget me not 

for remember she 

 

the hurts my side

 

see you walking down the street

each time we meet

 

And I start to cry each time we meet

Walk on by, 

or you can walk on me

 

once went away that night

like Make believe

That you don't see the tears

you cant grieve 

im still learning 

privacy; when to speak

 

I break down and cry 

so walk on by

Convergence could never compromise 

Reflective Essay Poem: “The Spirit Of The Detroit Black Workhorse”

America My WorkHorse Never once tried to lie on its side; i slept to the tree post all night, the might watch. On my farm with a pick-force and walked through barns to manufacturing yard with pride, held low, D hat high; A resource driven America wants my Detroit; for they remember the time when they controlled the stolen Black work horse that achieved them capital from 13 colonies into empire. War mongers, the horrible don’t give final wishes; They send no forgiveness if they want it and if it was stolen its lost; We manifested our destiny picking straws, field born, we mud-bound few; the evil of the headless ones; They refuse to ride with you.

but put a trough on a boy girl; ill work you till your black and blue; nigger, negro, black jew; maybe the original few to not be caste out; the fish in our river polluted produced nuclear clouds; fishbone taken out the spineless wont make it out; Detroit the same about 2008; You don’t know about it extra  read all about about destruction at hand of the county sheriff for country; And the diamonds in land of coal could salt white as snow; Let my people roam; my goal to go and wont gone, self control we start up the car, to the marathon; Automata may we row the river slow; DaVinci the art to behold could calm the funk brother and be supreme being for her soul; And no you cant have her. Im manic man told to manage the manics on Mondays; in 7 day I’m a mechanic; we all need lumps of metal, fools with the tools we got those Brody.”

(Reflective Essay Poem: “The Spirit Of The Detroit Black Workhorse”  is the creative PROPERTY OF EARL WILLIAMS 7:05 04/26/24, not meant for collegiate collaboration)

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