We asked Angel Haze to document a month of her life for us and, as expected, the multi-talented artist created a beautiful scrapbook of her October. Enjoy.
Words and Photos by Angel Haze
Here i am learning to breathe sun again, watching a man whose life nears its end throw a line into the water asking what life it has to give. I felt the same.
You said clouds formed in your chest every time i touched you and if i was brave enough, id wish for forever on every fallen star inside you.
Sometimes i don't have words, they are just feelings crawling around in my skin looking for an exit.
When you see love, go get it fam.
I found myself saying goodbye to all the different people ive been and hidden within. With all the strength it takes, i continue to choose my true path.
It is my gift to bring the sky down to earth So that you may know heaven
A painting im working on.
I want to open up
wider than ever before
So much so
everything flies home
and nothing that isnt good feels welcomed here
That i become empyrean stretched entirely over this complexed condition letting my heart beat sun my lungs be wind
A vision unwrapped and given again
Wind washed color everywhere but home.
Theres something about the eyes and how they scream everything awake how they respond
when you really see them.
you are always hiding
pushing your presence far
behind your heart
pressed like a tulip to your spine
you laugh all your feeling thin
until your body is a mist
of everything and nothing you can touch but i want you still
i want your blooming and spreading
to see the sun taste the tip of you drawing you out
the sound of your own spirit
asking to stay a while
i told you id love you despite what i knew
your pricks and vines will not keep me from you i will reach for you
beyond the fear of you traveling yourself
pick you up from anywhere
in your collapsing mind..
and my love will carry you
even when youve lost your way
bathing in moon-shine
curled childishly into the heart of your feeling
I will show you a place
that can hold you
A sound ive never heard crawled from my throat this morning. it tasted like nowhere ive ever been before
When im with you
I dont know what my body is
I just know it was made to love
Over time, ive been learning to really love and see myself. I think this is what my journey has been all about. Ive leaned into the world and outside of myself too many times to believe in one way. Ive learned that to be vulnerable is to live synchronized with God, always letting everything have its place. I dont hold on to fear anymore and thats the best part. Ive learned to let it have its place too.
Unhoused man thrown about by world Chasing birds
Standing between here and everywhere
All of my friends are made of fire.
I dont love you,
but you liberate me.
I climb up this chimney throat
And tell you everything
I thought was ash
You make me hungry
and everything red in this tender world I want to give you space
to come apart
and be received
to have the floors of your earth
The world dances in my chest. Light jumps across the sands and somehow i feel home, placed securely in the seat of myself. It feels good to be revived, ready and roaring towards purpose again.
Friend dressed as the invisible man. We roamed the noise riddled streets of LA looking for anywhere to witness time passing.