Hassan McCain

Artist. Author. Advocate.

As a self-taught, freelance, artist and author I'm on a constant search for knowledge on how to hone my craft. I've been told, many times, that when you love what you do, you'll never work a day in your life. I'm enjoying all of this!

Home: Welcome

"You see, they can take my freedom, water down my pride.
But they'll never be able to extinguish the fire that burns inside.
Because it burns from a deep, untouchable place.
The flame is a gift of my God's grace!"

Reflections from the Inside

Hassan McCain

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Reflections from The Inside by Hassan Mc

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Feb 7, 2021
1 min

Do It Like Him

Do I dress in the fashion of his youth? Do I make the same faces that he did? Do I find elaborate ways to bend the truth? If I didn't...

Jul 2, 2020
1 min

Sharp Edges

They told me "Sharp edges have consequences" so I dulled my life lines. I've always had a knack for pessimism, despite the good times....

Jun 19, 2020
1 min

The Pride of BLM

I dreamed, one day, of peace I dreamed, one day, with passion I dreamed that we would cease Our hate-filled interactions A brother could...

Artist's Menu

Character Design starting at $50
Logo Design starting at $100
Tattoo Design starting at $75
Original Poetry starting at $75
Enhanced Digital Graphics on existing work starting at $50
Prints of existing work starting at $30

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The Blocks

An ASPIRING Story of Failure and Perseverance

For a long time, I fortified a bunch of weak blocks with a facade of strength. I plastered my walls with fancy paint jobs and dressed them in nice adornments. However, with no warning, things happened that exposed the weakness of my foundation and exposed all my shortcomings and insecurities.

No longer was I able to hide behind the fallacies that I had put out to the world. The ironic thing about all this is that in some way, I believe I needed a push. I needed my fake walls to be broken down so that I could start over and secure my foundation. Since being torn down, I have since been forced to take a long look in the mirror and figure out some things about myself.

I'm not done working. My house is far from complete. My blocks are bare. But, in the meantime, I'm fortifying my foundations, getting rid of the unnecessary waste, cleaning out the gutters, fortifying my roof and when this house is complete, I'll be ready to fill it with the fruits of my labor.

These are the first steps. The cry for help has gone out and been received. Now, the real work begins. Thanks for coming along this journey with me. I have BIG things in store!