In a brief conversation with Dede Brown you get the sense that she’s exactly where she’s supposed to be. Born and raised in The Bahamas she carries that unmistakable island energy the kind that feels grounded intuitive and quietly powerful. I met her through The Blue Floor Project where she exhibited with The Current Art Gallery at SCOPE Art Fair Booth E11 at Baha Mar Resorts in Nassau and let me tell you her work doesn’t whisper it pulls you in and then gently refuses to let go 🇧🇸
When I asked Dede why she started making art she didn’t give me a rehearsed answer or anything shiny for the press. She told me art was the one place she could be completely herself and still feel safe. It was her refuge her soft landing. In moments when she felt misunderstood art became a way to belong to herself first which frankly feels like the kind of emotional maturity most of us are still chasing in our thirties.
She speaks about creativity like it’s a living breathing thing. For Dede art is spiritual without trying to be trendy about it. The sea dreams light and unseen guides all move through her hands as if they’ve got a standing appointment. Her work holds space for big complicated feelings love longing curiosity wonder the kind of emotions that don’t fit neatly into polite conversation but absolutely deserve to exist.
What struck me most is how she described art as a language she spoke before she had the words. Long before she could say certain truths out loud her work was already saying them for her. There’s something deeply honest about that kind of practice. She didn’t choose this path for applause or approval. She chose it because her soul needed somewhere to live and her heart needed a place big enough to hold the intensity of how she experiences the world.
And standing there surrounded by her work in Nassau it was clear she found it.
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