to all the folks that have showed me love over the last week

i want to do something different to say thanks for the bday love, so i took all the profile pics from errybody that wrote on my page and wished me a happy birthday (on facebook) and made a collage...if you picture aint there you are still represented. with the quote: YOU MEAN THE WORLD TO ME WHETHER YOU HELD ME BACK OR HAD MY BACK IM KNOWING THAT ITS BECAUSE OF YOU THAT I GREW...

mi cumple anos

23 years

Old Soul ready to Grow

with open

CREATIVE EYES

W. O. W.

This birthday was amazing i feel so blessed to have shared it with so

many people that I love. Thank you to all the people that came thru. And to yall that didnt and tried well celebrate soon (smile) and those that i didnt call i apologize (said wit a accent ana smile ya noo) ill catch you next time. ((And to those here in spirit smiling down on me thank you, you are my angels and im working

to make you proud)). I still need to process and meditate on this whole thing thang

to make my words make sense and ill post some pictures taken by my sister homegirl

and fellow artista Mercedes Martin soon.

If i could choose three words to represent my life as a 22 year old itwould be: evolve. Grace. and free. Many other words make sense such as

change is god but those are the ones that were not so constant (or i didnt own there constance) before this year. I found my grace this year on a different level. I freed myself

on a different level as well.and o how i evolved (the evolution of a

wrenagade) anyway.

Coming into this year the night i turned 22 i spent it with Katiana my sister from another mama and Jennifer Johns, and a DownLo full of

people yo. It was great i was honored by Jenn's shout outs as she mc'd the event. I danced my ass off and had a blastoff.But there were lots of events that followed that night that were struggles, and i thank god that i went through them because they brought me to Here and Now.

This is only the beginning there is so much more in store its not even the first day of life (as a twenty tres year old) so as i sit in the wome of my creativity know that you, cus you are me, mean the world to me. Now ready set go lets get free!!! Braaaaaaaa

Much Love to you foreal.

Pass it on.

-Wren

PISCES FIESTA COME THRU...

ITS MY BIRTHDAY!!!!

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BBQ starts at 3:30

Live Painting from 4-7pm

Musica and Open Mic

(i know the flyer is semi wack but its from a camera phone image of my art and a lil photobucket just wait n see what i can do when i get my equiptment/mula right)

its The King of Loves Birthday

Years ago i went to see the Youth Speaks show where Chinaka Hodge spit a poem she had written that vividly painted the man known for envisioning a dream of equality and breaking barriers. the visuals her words created are still in my head and will be imprinted on my retna till the end of time. Today a friend called me up and said he had VIP tickets to a warriors game, I excepted and we went. Through out the game there was interviews from the Warriors players and slideshows with quotes of the King. I love that my community honors him, but I think it is just as important to humanize him, he is an icon but he is and was also a person, with immense talent and vision to speak to people, but a person like you and me nonetheless. The best way to continue his legacy and to honor him is to never stop working for Progress no matter who is our president it is on us to be the change we wish to see, it is on the people. I started painting live at an MLK tribute and never finished the piece but when I do I will post pictures and any one who wants to buy it I will donate the money to HAITI relief. Now is not the time to go to sleep, in fact the closer we get to the dream this man envisioned the more delicate and pressing progress become. Like the shot clock at a warriors game every effort to make the dream happen is essential, critically needed to make sure that dream does not turn into a nightmare.

the most generous person i know...

Is my sister...she gives, lord knows she gives. We may not agree on everything but I am proud to call her my sister. I have shared 22 years and 8 months with her and she has taught me so much, and made me the person I am today, and made me strong, sometimes by fighting with me but we won't get into all that. My sister I love ya and I am looking forward to celebrating our birthdays wit the fam bam...take care of you, cause you deserve it. Thanks for being there for me when no one was, thanks for standing up for me when that one girl wanted to beat my ass in the 4th grade. Thanks for all that you do...I look forward to growing with you...