The Art of Kaziah

 Kaziah Hancock - With an honorable release as a disabled veteran my father passed away one week before I was born. My Mother raised five children on the Army pension check so I've always had respect for the deceased.

I love art. Art has the power to change the mood and disposition by allowing me to enter another realm where life is good. I realized the kind of art that I wanted in my home was totally out of my reach unless I could unlock the secrets of the master painters to tap into their genius. I have studied the works of many masters looking for the common denominators of what makes that work extraordinary. I have been influenced by all of them. But my work is not like any of them. Twenty six years in this endeavor I have tried many different styles and techniques and of course color combinations and compositions some bold, some paintings like a whisper. Some of the people that know me consider me a genius others a dumb ass for not being consistent with one style but I refuse to settle into just one frame of mind. If work becomes repetitious and potentially boring, I don't do boring! Not in life or art! 

By my pursuing pure raw gut instinct along with the principals of art, life always presents options of opportunity. After all, I am not trying to impress anyone. I am not running for any office or asking anyone to serve me. All I want is the freedom to live my American dream on my ranch with my previous goats, cats, chickens, ducks, geese and my golden lab, Cookie, in the hope that the art I create will bless the lives of those who come to own a Kaziah original.

I started painting fallen military heroes in March of 2003 as a simple act of kindness to honor the honorable, to say to the families that someone gives a dam. Although I have never met the soldier or their families in life, I have come to meet some of the highest quality of human beings and that by knowing them and the high cost in human lives for all that we have in America, I try not to waste anything. Not time, food, clothing or my mind. I am very frugal so that I can afford to be generous. Life is too short for all of us so when I join the fallen military heroes I want to have a clear conscience when I give them a hug. They have my respect, my heart, so of course I continue to give them my hands.