Gerald L. Fauntroy

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Gerald L. Fauntroy

BIO

Gerald Fauntroy: Origin Story
I was born and raised in Washington, DC. From drawing the green ranger for my kindergarten self-portrait to getting in trouble for coloring characters on the back of my homework. I’ve always had a passion for illustrating characters and storytelling. As a child my uncle would joke and say “you’re going to grow up to be a cartoon”, and honestly I couldn’t agree more. I attended the visual and performing arts program at Suitland Highschool, majoring in Fine Arts. Shortly after graduating, I dove right into my college career at the Art Institute of Washington. While I graduated with a bachelor's degree in Media Arts & Animation and a focus in Sequential art. I am proud to say that I went on to self-publish two original comic books, The Trials of Atlas and The Cloud Network. A dream of mine has been to create or direct my own animated series coupled with books, movies and interactive media while still pursuing my goals in fine arts. I am currently in the exhilarating (eye roll) field of security still pursuing my goals as an independent artist.

STATEMENT

Art is important. Visual art, music, and literature are the few things that manages to capture the zeitgeist of an age for future generations. I look for inspiration everywhere, and I feel like that's a part of possessing an artists' eye. In my art I always like to apply new techniques, perspectives, and tools to each new piece. Every piece is a new lesson to be applied to the next project. I use my art to capture what we all find difficult to put in words. A beautiful translation.

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Hurt

Our black woman. MY black woman has been touched. Violated. Trampled on. Mistreated. Badmouthed. Hurt and left for dead. After all of that she manages to still wake up everyday to make it to be your mother, sister, employee, manager. Then she draws up the courage to voice her opinion and what do we do?

"Oh get over it"
"You're just exaggerating"
"But she's not..."
So what is she left to do? Simply paint over the scars.
She says, "Yes, I'm okay"
No I'm not.

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Gerald L. Fauntroy

United States

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