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“My inspiration for my contribution with the working title is rooted in past experiences that are now a catalyst for identity, healing and self exploration. It’s a privilege to use a personal healing journey of displacement and merge it with artistic expression. I hope this serves as a reminder to always ask the questions, inhabit communal dialogue and make connections necessary for empowering self identity.” – Tye Remone

Movement Memory & Migration 

Dear You

“Dear Ma. Thank you for always being an example of “doing it scared.” As a single mother, you have exuded resiliency in every way that you could. And in all the ways you thought you couldn’t, this a reminder that we hold grace in those gaps. As much as you were sent here for us, I’ve realized we were also sent here for you. Thank you for being pillar of love, generosity and tenacity. Today in “Movement, Memory and Migration”, I highlight the journey that began merely by a thought from you. We love and honor you dearly.”

Mother, Sister, Being

This piece summons the significance of seeing the many different aspects of “being” through the lens of a son. We often instinctively perceive the mother as a protector, caretaker and provider. In contrast, this photograph aims to bring to mind “mother” as a being beyond motherhood, also needing protection, a confidant and being that’s cared for. Being able to observe this layer of relationship as a child can serve as a foundation of grace motherhood deserves, reminding us that even our heroes need saving.

Safe Place

“Safe Place” reveals the simple delicacies that bridge the gap in family bonding and how pieces of environment serves as a catalyst for safe interaction. The easiest time to connect with Mawmaw was while she sat in her signature chairs and stools. It was then I felt heard, there she smiled the most. Her shoulders relaxed. And all she needed was a break from the gas stove, a seat, and a pack of menthol 100s. – Susie Q

Cleo About Us

Because auntie would “set it off” about the ones she cared for. Tough at shell but loving at heart. Aunt Elaine, the one who would tell it for what it is, even if it ain’t. After all, she always had to, standing as the oldest child of 8. While mom migrated to Texas to set a table before her children. Auntie took us in as her own and protected from our own as well as the system. “I wasn’t going to let anything happen to y’all. They were going to let y’all go, but I knew sister was away with a plan” My siblings and I, standing on the cement waiting, glancing at each other in abandonment. Love swooped us away.

Back Yard Tourist

Symbolic to the ongoing growth of self-evolution and personal fulfillment. There’s always more to discover in oneself even in the midst of what’s familiar. After a 10-year hiatus from their hometown, St. Martinville Louisiana, Tye urges his mother to take a trip back home where they reconnect and become “tourist in their backyard.”

Her Best

The artist stops to capture his mother, Sandy Butler, as she arrives on the scene and revisits her last dwelling before migrating to Texas. “I never had to question whether or not she made the right decision, she always said it intuitively through her eyes.” This image is a reminder that even she had her own healing process that she deserves grace for.

Pennies Under The Porch

We never had much but was content in survival. We intuitively empathized with lack and made it work amongst ourselves. Through tough times we managed to keep a smile in our hearts even if that meant scraping up lost coins under the porch for a mid-day zebra cake. A quarter and two pennies would make our day.

501 N Theater

Childhood dwelling- 1999

Mais Sha

“Mais Sha” (but really now). Broken French slang. The image ties into the core nostalgic memories of everyday dialogue between family and friends in Louisiana before migrating to Texas. Culture was identity.

New Sky

Rekindled connection. 2024

Dear Anderson Center For The Arts,

I am deeply grateful for the platform your gallery provided for me to share my artistic vision with a broader audience. The exposure and recognition that this opportunity has brought are beyond measure, and I am truly thankful for the experience.

Warmest regards,
Tye Remone

Teach Me (Elaborated)

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“And the seeds we’ll plant will be even deeper & more meaningful than ‘political views’. Teach me how to conquer self, lead unselfishly..teach me that even my life is not my own. Teach me to love my brothers & sisters whom I see every day just as much as I love God and cannot physically see. Teach me how to show genuine love to those who plot on my downfall. Teach me how to break hate with constant acts of love. Teach me that giving in secret & without expecting anything in return is more pleasing to God than praises from man. Teach me to glorify God in everything that I do.”– @tye_remone

I’d call it ideal. Someone keeping you accountable not only because it’s what they believe in but also because they care and foresee a greater you, often times greater than you see in yourself in those short-coming moments. What man can turn his back? What man can hide negative intent from his backbone? Teach me how to overcome myself. With every flaw shown instead of having an “ah ha moment”, you chose to show me a road of progression. Pessimism is not of your nature. Even in our lowest of times my heart won’t allow me to abandon you. You are an advocate of my good. How dare I find a second to ask who sent you? You constantly guide me to good soil. And in those natural times that we’re not on the same ground, grant me only a moment for the love you’ve sown in the past to manifest, to correct my love in the present, and rejuvenate ours. You understand how I thrive. Keep your concrete valuables, they refuse to cultivate anything within me. Give me a part of you that’s a daily battle to keep alive in myself, faith that I can exist in being my greatest self.