Category Archives: Inspiration

Anitbeet Productions Apparel and more

Unapologetically BlackI got so many positive responses from the shirt that I had made “Unapologetically Black” that I decided to make a few more designs. I wore my “Unapologetically Black” shirt a few days after Destiny wore hers when it was nice and sunny outside and I didn’t have to wear a jacket. Unfortunately, my truck has been in the shop for a little over a week so I was at the mercy of Septa (boo-fucking-hoo LOL) As I was sitting on the bus with my afro and my “pro black” shirt on, blasting Michael Jackson’s “Man in the Mirror”, I noticed that an older gentleman kept trying to peek at my shirt to see what it said. When I got off the bus at my son’s school, since I was a few minutes late, I decided to stop in the store and grab him some snacks. Out of habit, I picked at my fro to make sure it was still flyy and I noticed a rather handsome brother across the street was watching me. When I was passing him, he said to me “Dope shirt, sis.” I smiled and said “thank you” in return. But as I was coming out of the store, here come the cops, rolling up on the side walk like a crime was being committed because these young guys were hanging in front of the store. They were bothering anyone, wasn’t making a ruckus, just shooting the breeze on a warm, spring like day. I’m thinking to myself, shit, I picked a bad day to wear this shit LOL. I hurried along my way because I didn’t want either one of those patty rollers catching feelings over my shirt and deciding that I “looked like a person of interest.” Next thing you know, I’m a hashtag on social media and folks are speculating about what happened to me. But quite a few people asked me where I got my shirt from and I couldn’t help but answer with a smile and with pride as I told them that I designed the shirt. Thankfully, I was smart enough to remember to bring my business cards with me and gave them to the people who were interested in my shirt so they could place their orders. From those interactions, I also accumulated a few new readers and sold five copies of my books.

When I got home, I sat in front of my laptop and made a few more designs. I share everything with my home-girl Kytten and started sending her pictures of the shirts I was designing. I even began designing custom wine glasses. She told me about the site www.spreadshirt.com and I immediately set up shop. Now I am ready to unveil my designs to my readers and supporters. From logo tees, short sleeve and long sleeve, tanks and hoodies for men, women and children, as well as onesies, I created trendy, comfortable and catchy apparel to catch the eye of on-lookers no matter which look you rock. The cool thing about it I can put the proceeds towards developing my production company so that I can branch off into film. Having my books translate over to the big-screen is a huge dream of mine and I really am hoping that this year I can begin to make it a reality. Check out the designs below!

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Those are the shirts that I designed and you can find them along with others at my spread-shirt store

These are the wine glasses that I designed. I have to tweak them a bit so that the design shows up on the glasses transparent.

There's Levels To My Alcoholism
There’s Levels To My Alcoholism

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Look forward to these becoming available very soon!

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It’s “Tupac Tuesday”!!! *Arsenio Hall Fist Pump*!

tupac2pIt’s Tupac Tuesday. Why do I have a “Tupac Tuesday” instead of a twisted Tuesday or $2.00 Tuesday? Well for one, this is my blog and I’ll make Tuesday whatever the hell I want it to be (LOL). No seriously. People don’t realize how much Tupac has inspired me as a writer. While most (who are uninformed, listened to the BS media and are quick to judge a person based off of what others say) only see him as the “Thug” he was stigmatized as in mass media, after paying attention to  a lot of his interviews, actually LISTENING and understanding what he spoke on publicly and in a lot of his rap lyrics, as well as reading some of his poetry in his book “The Rose That Grew From Concrete”, to me, Tupac was much more than the “Gangsta Rapper”.

I was just sitting on the couch thinking over some things, I’ve been going through a lot lately. Whenever I’m going through something or I feel despair, I think of his poem “And 2Morrow”.  And whenever I’m pissed for whatever reason or someone has done some unspeakable shit, I think of his other poem “When your heart turns cold”.

A lot of people claim to be Tupac fans and are so unaware of his poetry. The one thing I always respected and admired about Tupac since I was old enough to listen to his music along with the first time I read his poetry and watched some of his interviews is his way with words. At 22, he had a powerful mind. Nothing is more threatening than a Black man with a powerful mind. When you listen to him speak in his interviews, it was raw with authenticity, passion and he spoke on things that too many are still afraid to touch basis on even today. How can you not respect him as a man, a rapper, a poet, an actor; an all around artist? He was wise beyond his years and I can only imagine what all he could have accomplished had he made it past 25.

I was 16 years old in the 11th grade when my English teacher Dr. Portnoy read “The Rose that Grew from Concrete”. She didn’t show us the cover of the book, she didn’t tell us who the poem was by. She asked the class to guess. Mostly everyone guessed Nikki Giovanni, Maya Angelou, Langston Hughes, and Richard Wright. I can’t tell you how astounded I was when she told the class that the poem was by Tupac. I immediately went to go purchase it. I thank my English teacher for introducing me to that part of Tupac because his poetry inspired me as a fellow poet even more.

So, with everything that I have going on right now and the way I’ve been witnessing the behavior of people around me, friends, family frienenmies… this poem fits my mood. Here is “When Your Heart Turns Cold”, by the “presumed” late and thoroughly great Tupac Amaru Shakur.

When your heart turns cold
it causes your soul 2 freeze
It spreads throughout your spirit
like a ruthless feeling disease
The walls that once were down
now stand firm and tall
Safe from hate/love, pain/joy
until u feel nothing at all
When ure heart turns cold
a baby’s cry means nothing
A dead corpse is trivial
Mothers neglecting children is daily
Loneliness becomes your routine friend
Death seems like tranquility
Sleeping is never pleasant
if u even sleep at all
u forget ideals and turn off the reason
2 make sure the product gets sold
You don’t understand how I behave
Just wait till your heart turns Cold!