In society there are those that use their gifts and talents to the fullest to reach their creative ethylene and unfortunately there are those who do not that eventfully fall by the wayside. While researching and viewing the visual artwork of Lurlynn Franklin I was amazed to find what I discovered, as her phenomenal artwork and poetry left me mesmerized.
Franklin is also a published poet and playwright who produces remarkable writing. She has a wonderful collection of her paintings and poetic essays in her recent book entitled Fabled Truths. “Combining visual art with poetry has never been a far stretch for me. In my art, I am injecting words, carefully choosing the titles of my art pieces before I can even begin to paint, literally having to work through content before injecting it into my visual work,” says Franklin.
Franklin is one of the most talented and creative individual’s that I have ever met. At the age of 16, she received her first paying job to paint murals. Feeling disconnected from the world and unable to resist her creativity she decided to take her gift seriously and pursued it. “To me, being an artist was a self-centered, ego-driven trip, traveled by people who had the gall to think that their journey was interesting enough to share. I never had the kind of swagger to pull that one off.” Despite her many peculiarities as a creative person, in 2008, Franklin had an epiphany at an art exhibition. “That event intersected my artistic gifts with my deep-seated desire to serve humanity in some utilitarian capacity. I remember thinking: “Now this is the thing. This is who I am: an artist.”
Many artists have particular elements of their work associated with them internally while adding a blend of social messages. Franklin explains her painting. “ I have this painting entitled Po’ Baby Lost in the 60’s which is a part of a collection of poetry and story quilts entitled Colored Cartoons in Undeniable Blackness. Imagery: a soul sister with overblown afro, lips and nose wearing a red mini dress, sits Madonna- like in this lavender wingback chair holding up the peace sign, her baby boy in her arms, wearing an overblown fro holding up his own peace sign, lava lamp phallicly placed under the chair, a book shelf filled with radical lit and texts from the 60’s,” well-expresses Franklin as she highlights the description of her painting.