Author: Arielle London
-
NEW MUSIC: Queen Ice
Check out my new single Queen Ice off my upcoming mixtape No One Wins At War. Hope you enjoy!
-
9 Years To The Day
It’s been 9 years to the day. On Sunday morning of Grand Prix weekend in 2010 my ex raped me. The memories of this day are scathed in my mind and burned into my DNA. The story didn’t end that day, in fact some days I wonder when the situation will be over for good. […]
-
Conversations With Nana: Explaining “Ghosting” To My Grandmother
My grandmother is a superhero. She volunteers at a hospital, she is always caring for someone in some way, and you never know what she’s gonna say. But bet, you’re gonna remember. She’s honest. In this world, that’s a rarity. A lot of the time she’s right. Often we get into long debates and one […]
-
Girl, Interrupted
I didn’t mean to be Girl, Interrupted. No one actively chooses that path. In fact, I had the choice in 2010 and I chose not to go that route. Wrong choice. I should have stayed at home and watched Angelina Jolie on cable. That was the day I got raped. The decision not to continue […]
-
The Most Offensive Four Letter Word
Love is important. It can be fleeting and yet deep, long-term but yet surprising. Love is the drive you make at 2 am because you need to be near her. Love is the meal you prepare because you want your significant other energized for their day. Love is music that finds you when you need […]
-
Is the painting done or nah?
A huge part of the creative process is knowing when to finish a piece. What makes you decide that a painting is done? How do you know when to step out of the booth in the studio? When is an article edited to it’s fullest? These are questions artists ask themselves all of the time. […]
-
2019: New Year, Who Dis??
Some people approach the new year like a baptism…involving lots of alcohol. It’s as though in the hungover state we wake up in on January 1st we are renewed through the resolutions we make at midnight the night before. New Year, Who Dis?? is our approach walking from one year to the next, and maybe […]
arielle london 