☆ contact ☆
please email info.jahiquasim@gmail.com for studio visits & all other inquiries! i am currently open for:
illustrations
murals
meaningful collaborations
(painting) commissions
writing
panel talks
workshops
creative directing
exhibitions
questions
dreaming
spiritual exchange
offerings
(to Spirit or of pan-african, anti-colonial, liberatory, Black, brown, indigenous, trans, queer, anti-capitalist nature)
or find me on instagram @jahiquasim
when contacting me please be mindful of my practice being a Prayer;
there is no straight line to where i create from.
no map, no clean logic — just the quiet pulse of something that keeps calling me back.
i make from Feeling. from Memory. from what’s unspoken but alive in the body.
sometimes a poem. sometimes a painting. sometimes a breath.
this is the practice. this is the Prayer.
my art is Spiritual, but not in a way that demands performance.
it’s the way Spirit moves — nonlinear, cyclical, unexpected.
creation as communion. resistance as ritual.
a place to reRemember myself through gesture, texture, sound.
it’s deeply personal and deeply collective — like holding hands across time.
and yet —
believing in art as a vessel for transformation,
as an instrument of structural change —
can feel alienating in a system built to extract.
the art world so often wants the product, not the process.
the spectacle, not the Spirit.
but i don't make to entertain.
my work isn’t here to decorate — it’s here to disrupt, to offer, to witness.
it holds weight. it carries ghosts. it insists on presence.
visibility is complicated.
for those of us who’ve been made invisible —
the moment we begin to be seen, it can feel like both a relief and a reckoning.
what kind of seeing is this?
who’s looking? and at what cost?
when i’m “visible,” am i actually being met? or simply consumed?
i don’t want to be held up as an exception in spaces unwilling to hold the whole of me.
i want to be in spaces that know how to listen.
that don’t demand explanation as entry.
and then there’s the pressure —
the ticking clock of “now or never,” the expectation to produce on someone else’s schedule.
Lauryn Hill said it best: her work is something timeless, bigger than any deadline or window of opportunity.
her art lives beyond the calendar, beyond demand.
this is the Spirit i want to hold —
the knowing that the need for this work is Endless,
that my creations, like hers, are Offerings to something greater than time.
so i no longer chase visibility.
i seek resonance. Alignment. care.
and when that care is not present, i create anyway.
my practice expands as i do.
it shapeshifts. it listens. it resists the urge to fit neatly into frames.
sometimes the work feels Soft and slow.
sometimes it fights.
but always, it’s reaching toward the Otherwise —
toward that place beyond consumption, beyond survival.
toward what’s possible when we’re not pretending anymore.
what moves me?
truth-telling.
Dreams unburied.
the Sacred within the mundane.
the tension between longing and Liberation.
and the hum that lives under it all.
practice, for me, is Ritual.
not a performance, but a private devotion.
a conversation between me and whatever part of the Universe gave me this urge to create in the first place.
i don’t always understand the shape this work takes, or why it insists on blooming even in strange soil.
but i Honor it.
and maybe that’s enough.
maybe the act of showing up — again and again — is its own kind of Prayer.
it asks more of me than I can name,
breaks me open and stitches me back with Light.
i offer it with open hands — not for approval, but for resonance.
if it finds you, may it hold you Gently.