Tehlor Mejia

@tehlormejia.bsky.social

mostly I write books and look at the stars (he/they)

My newest painting: Roimh an mBailc I tried to convey the visual equivalent of a sudden drop in atmospheric pressure—that tense, electric silence where the salt-spray hangs in the air, the coastal winds suddenly drop, and the world below simply holds its breath, waiting for the inevitable strike.

A painting of a dark storm cloud. Rendered in bruised, midnight blues, turbulent teals, and the deep, shadowed greens of the Kerry coastline, this painting explores the sheer physical weight of an impending tempest. The heavy, textured impasto of the looming cloud arches over the landscape like a cresting wave, bloated and pregnant with rain.

At a certain point, you need to know where the line is upon which you’ve written your morality. You need to be aware of the impact of your material support, and learn to be comfortable feeling the shameful weight of things. There’s nothing you can write that will absolve you of that.

Hi. I recently took in a houseless teen. She came with a backpack filled with mostly school supplies & doesn't have much as far as clothes or personal items. If you'd like to toss a dollar or two at her so she can get some clothes, it would be greatly appreciated! Paypal is ladyalthaea @ gmail. 💜