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New Orleans Artist: Kishonda Webb

Born and raised in the 7th Ward of New Orleans, Kishonda Webb  turned tragedy into a creative mastery. After the sudden loss of her young husband, Kishonda tried several forms of therapy, be it attending therapy, support groups or enjoying the full benefits of living 24/7 in party central capital of the world, New Orleans .

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One day while out shopping, she found herself in Michael’s Craft Store purchasing paint brushes, paint and blank canvases that were needed for the art class there  that she enrolled in out of the blue. On the 1st day of class she gave birth to a creative artist, who was on her way to healing, peace and the desire to love and live again.FB_IMG_1503523929368

Kishonda creates out of love, money has no factor at all. She frequently gifts her authentic art, dazzling jewelry and creative crafts and paintings via monthly giveaways on Facebook. You may find her works of art displayed in random areas of the 7th Ward of New Orleans, adorned on her fans and on the walls of her home and locals. She also participates in local art events and fairs throughout the city when she has time to spare from work and being a new mother. FB_IMG_1503511531355FB_IMG_1503511424721FB_IMG_1503511327556

Kishonda’s works of art embodies what it truly means to be and love New Orleans. Her creative process allows her to share her story on love, loss, healing and starting over again through a nontraditional form of therapy. FB_IMG_1503523782823FB_IMG_1503510610846FB_IMG_1503523838823

Like New Orleans, Kishonda is a life full of color, bright, deep, beautiful, creative, fun and unique. Both screaming that out from the ashes we will rise again and be better.

If you are interested in any of Kishonda Webb creations or would like to support her by a simple like on social media you may contact her @504-234-1797 https://m.facebook.com/kishondamarie/

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Native of New Orleans, who endured 20yrs cruel Minnesota Cold, I decided at 42yrs old it was time to pack up my then 6yr old and come back to my roots. I am all things that would challenge the belief of growing up in New Orleans. I was a 16yr old teen mother of a preterm 2lb baby girl born with a disability. With the help of my mother who had her own struggles. We survived the obstacles laid before us. I'm the proud mother of three children with two failed adoptions, as well as a grandmother of three, two grandsons and a granddaughter. I survived two abusive marriages. I successfully ran a soulfood restaurant and catering company in Minnesota for 12 years. I started creating custom cakes after the murder of my beloved cousin Melvin Paul.  He survived Katrina only to go to Minneapolis six months later to be murdered over a parking spot dispute.  I put my all into my cake business over the years as House of Cakes was started right out of my house in honor of him. I thought by having the big house on the hill, a husband, having a family, foster/adoptive mother at that, being involved in all things that matter, plus having the funds to match would cure me in a sense; but most of it poisoned my heart and soul. I had a broken heart and I felt deep down the only way to repair it was to get back to my roots, my soul, my home,  myself, my New Orleans. I'm here and I'm loving it. Even being in the so called Blighted Area of New Orleans and not having all the financial and material security, I'm happy. I am determined that She, yes New Orleans is a woman is just like me; together we will overcome and will rise from all that tried to kill our spirit. Nothing like starting from the bottom and making your way back up! I'm down in the boot, but I know I have a nice floppy hat awaiting my destiny...

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