Adebonojo on himself: “Filmmaker, photographer and long time New York City resident. “I am a director of photography in a hotly competitive market engaged mainly in commercial productions and promotions for major cable networks and affiliates, as well as a documentary filmmaker and camera operator on movies and television projects. “My body of work is extensive and has involved a lot of travel over the years. I am also an active photographer who shoots portraits, personalities, live music, fashion, sports and chronicles of day to day life and travel.” Adebonojo’s...

My Mother was a Muur-maid My father- a Navy Seal I bare a wound that will not heal As fate should have it, I can not swim In return the Universe gave me gorgeous limbs… I praise the earth and long for the sea So naturally Pangea’s Garden is home for me I wander the world at peace and with grace With pride and pain upon my face Every scar on my body considered a jewel Every lesson in life considered a tool In my hair appears two shells each year The Summer and Winter of my Mother’s tears There’s an ocean in the garden And there’s a flower in the sea My beauty is like my tail fin Only truly...

The rush of the day has yet to start as random streaks of light share skin with a lover’s touch. Smiles and caresses and kisses follow. His hand tenderly cradles her breasts as she exhales. She gingerly massages his balls and shaft arousing humor and sensual tension. The sun starts losing in the competition for attention as the acts of affection become more intense and passionate. The night before may have been filled with the struggles of the world and day ahead may not be much different; but none of that matters now. At the birthing of the new day, lovers surrender themselves to the moment....

Several floors above the city, we began a curious excursion. We had talked about it for weeks, pondering the “whens” and “hows” and “looks” of this endeavor. earthSista Sabali lives in Alabama and I am in Atlanta. During a weekend excursion to Georgia with her sisters, we had planned to get together. We had discussed what we wanted to create and yet among the skyscrapers in the ATL we ignored all of the plans and the setup. Instead it was an intuitive moment marked with discreet activities that were inspired and intended to be shared. Sabali was playful and artistic,;...

Honestly, is that proverb really true? The Baobab tree truly is a source of inspiration. Its generous spirit and life-giving properties has been renowned in stories told for centuries. The Baobab is one of the longest living trees in the world. Native to the dry plains of Central Africa, where its considered by many to be the dwelling place of departed spirits, the baobab has been used as a source of water by some and a home by others. Looking like trees that have been planted upside down these  uniquely iconic symbols of long life inspired earthSista MoEss and artists Maurice Evans and Grace...

Beautiful retro-style print dresses gave way to the hints of breezes on a hot sunny day. That was how the stroll began. GreenRose and FlowerChild were sassy, elusive and playful, which is typical for them. On this second nature stroll together the earthSistas went for a walk at Pangea’s ’secret garden.’ And whereas their first stroll had a fragile, poignant and ethereal feel to it, this one was more upbeat and bright, rich and colorful. The images of these earthSistas were exuberant and inspired. Open and adventurous, GreenRose and FlowerChild gossiped about the day’s events...

What I find after going through the archives of his photos is that there is a depth and a closeness to his photos. The pictures seem 3 dimensional even though I’m viewing them on a screen. I feel as if I can touch the people, smell the grass and feel the wind that’s softly blowing in the model’s hair. How does he capture a moment that evokes so much sensory response? I have no clue. But it just feels good looking at his pictures. - Sheena L. Young Dexter WordSmith Jones says he’s Poet, Photographer, Graphic Designer, Host, Singer, MC, & Actor in Training. When it comes to his...

Pigeons chirped quietly overhead while trains passed by very slowly in the distance, coming to a stop. Kudzu wrapped around urban trees and fences. Concrete squares and loose wooden boards (that were probably pulled from inside the factory warehouse-turned-art studios) spontaneously peppered nature’s grounds. The exterior walls of the converted building were splattered with intermittent graffiti masterpieces that changed on an irregular basis. And it was here that the earthSista Sincere’s first captures were created. Accompanied by her love, earthSista Chadoe and earthSista/Photographer...

…“I want to taste you,” he whispered, “I’ve been waiting for this moment from the day we met.  I need to feel you explode in my mouth.  I want to give you pleasure untold and drink freely from your center.”  I slid my finger between my engorged lips, brought my finger to my lips and seductively sucked it, tasting my slippery, sweet juices… excerpt from Scottie Lowe’s At Last a tale of romance in Scottie’s AfroerotiK Its just moments. The secret moments. Hidden under covers in darkness, not in shame but as guilty pleasures. Should we open ourselves up so much?...

Let’s look back on this striking image set featuring photographer Michael Bennet and model Anomalia Chin. There really aren’t too many words for it. The images speak volumes. Bookmark on Delicious Digg this post Recommend on Facebook share via Reddit Share with Stumblers Tumblr it Tweet about it Subscribe to the comments on this post