Decyphering Maeva (Part III)

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

I use writing as a way to express myself. I wouldnt consider myself a writer though because I find myself to be multifaceted. I write and I make my writing come to life through various mediums such as art, photography, dance, poetry, theatre, music, film and anything that can make my thoughts visible or audible to the next human mind. Writing is basically my tool, I use it to create (well co-create because God is the one who gives me the vision). My writings are primarily blueprints for visual and/or performing arts. As a matter of fact, I guess you could say Im quite passionate for theatre.
Spoken word poetry, watch it on spoken word TV. Digital or celluloid, all I want is for you to hear my voice. I made a choice to follow my dreams. I put it on paper, then youll SEE what I mean.

Im at a stage right now where my faith is getting stronger day by day. Believing in the Creator gives me the strength I need to know that I too can create. If there wasnt a Creator, then there would be no use for the terms, created, create, or creative. My life as an artist would be of no avail. I would not know what to do. So I guess you could say that my faith in Jesus Christ, my relationship with people and knowing who I am as a child of God gives me the inspiration to be creative.

Decyphering Maeva (Part II)

So who is Maeva the Artist?
She's a lover, fighter, healer, dreamer, doer, daughter, soul-survivor, bride, guide-to the youth, always speaks the truth, a seeker, thinker, woman of virtue, admirable, tolerable and flavorful. Island girl revolutionist, speaks her mind and always adding to her to do list.

Creative in all senses, sensitive yet controversial, universal, biblically inclined, God fearing woman, praying woman, worshipping woman, lead by the Holy Spirit, Christian woman, loves her Black race yet embracing All kind of woman.

Maeva the Artist.

I never really liked writing. I remember the first time was because I got into a fight in elementary school. I was so angry, plus at that time my English was not well developed yet. My school counselor was trying to find out why I was so angry but I couldnt really express myself. So she handed me a stack of paper stapled together and told me to write down how I felt. And thats when it all began. I didnt talk to people much when I was young. I guess you could say I was a loner. My journal became my best friend and I got quite lethal with a pen. As I got older I began to save my writings. I wrote everyday, it became an addiction. I would just write and write and write. I remember one morning waking up with ink stains all over my face from falling asleep while writing.

Decyphering Maeva (Part 1)

Whats in a name? My name is Maevaromynathalie Guirand Renaud. But everyone calls me Maeva. I was told that in the Polynesian island of Tahiti, my name means welcome.
So, with that said, I would like to welcome you into my world.

The world of Maeva the Artist.

It is our voice, its who we are, its what we believe. An artist is not just poet, dancer, playwright, rapper, musician, actor, filmmaker or screenwriter. An artist is one whose voice goes down in history.

Maeva- I really like my name. I use it as my alias because it represents who I am- An artist who welcomes you enter her world. Seeing things the way I see things. Witnessing my experiences, to cry with me, laugh with me, love me, hate me, hear me, and respect me.

I am an artist, its not my occupation, its a way of life and I chose to live this way.