This is the visual portfolio and personal blog of Bianca Weeko Martin, an 18 year-old artist, writer, and architecture student.For art commissions and inquiries: email@example.com @biancamarteen>
by Bianca Weeko Martin
A work in progress.
Ambience (Cover Art) by Bianca Weeko Martin
Oil on canvas
Today I made my first real art sale! Pictured here is Asante, a motivational speaker and generous patron of my work, holding a print of my original piece, Aquaphobia.
Eleven PM, Vatican City:
Fast pacers and line waiters
Cast unlingering shadows
On the travertine grid.
In the eyes of statues and gulls
Who fill the air above
I am unmoving
Transfixed, as the world is,
For this slight in time.
Still, the ochre streaking ground
And pillar touching sky
Tell me that this moonlit ring
Breathes something bigger
Than what you and I
Does God live here?
He lives in the spaces
Between me and mom and dad and William
Stretching out our toes and asses
On these sacred grounds.
On Sacred Grounds
Commonplace Book Doodles (Part 1)
Emma on Cello (Commission) by Bianca Weeko Martin
Watercolour on paper
In August, you take me by the hand
We’ll watch one more moon
Cast its jaundiced aureole
On our blood fever—
Hot with sin,
Tempered with time—
Easing in a new morning
That will end the art of you and I,
The gilded hallmark of summers past
And summers never tasted
At four in the morning, eyes alight, I dove.
The sea, a jarring green and blood red brew,
Held cameo to a girl in breathless fauve
I watched her face fade to oblivion blue
At four in the morning, eyes alight, I scaled
A tower roused high in stagnant ritual.
The city winked below, my hand in parting hailed
My niche a drifting discard above a world held virtual
At four in the morning, eyes alight, I clenched
Unrelenting legs and ocellus mosaic,
Recluse’s crawl, a phantom on flesh
Fingers and limbs one—a wedding prosaic
Phobia and Inspiration
Existing never apart
I will show you fear
In a handful of art.