Wednesday, May 28, 2014



Phillip Johnson (Zhillart),Dopamine Clinic Artist and Founder of Zhillart Imaginations, TM, will be performing a live painting at the Dopamine Clinic on 1435 Sheridan St DC NW #303. There will be food and beverages served during the performance to accompany the music and artistic ambiance. RSVP to (601)462-4857 or for more info on pricing and parking availability. I look forward to seeing you there!

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Monday, October 15, 2012

Digital Tour! "Visual Word II: Dreams and Destiny" - Zhillart Imaginations, TM

To all my Distinguished Guests,

Thank you all for coming to my first solo art exhibition and opening.  It was a great success!  This was the first of many to come, I am extremely honored to have been approved for this exhibition at the Woodrow Wilson International Center for Scholars, and I plan to be more visible in the art community with more art shows, exhibitions, and collaborations in the near future.

Out My Window (SOLD)

Dusk ($30)

Dusk and I ($100)

I Come Down ($80)

Rise and Set ($100)

Tree of Knowledge ($200)

Father's Guidance ($80)
Father, Open Our Eyes ($100)

For those who could not attend, I have prepared a digital walk-through of this month's exhibition, "Visual Word II: Dreams and Destiny".

Feel free to leave comments/contact information either below or via my listed contact info: 

Phillip Johnson
(601) 462-4857

Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Father and Son - Zhillart Imaginations, TM

Father's Guidance
16 X 20

Father, Open Our Eyes
20 X 24

The nature of man is both human and divine in origin. Our inspiration is powerful and our potential limitless. The bond that joins this world to the next is within our souls; only to be unlocked by the grace of the creator and the purity and innocence of creation.
A child, in this case, a son, is the purest form of our being. They are true, innocent, trusting, and without vice or sinister motives. It is through their eyes that this world shall become what it was meant to be.
Along the height of the obelisk(seen right) there are symbols. From bottom to top, the symbols are an illustration of man’s “Original Justice” in accordance with holy scripture and African symbolic tradition. As it is written, man was created in a state of “holiness and justice” in harmony with the Lord and harmony with one another in the grace of “divine life .”
The first symbol, a representative of the union between God and man, is placed at the base to symbolize the origins and destiny of man.
The next, is a representative of the wisdom and knowledge of the connections of all things and the natural order of the world, addresses the next aspect of man’s origins; harmony with God and all creation.
Above this is crescent moon and stars, a representative of the characteristics of mercy, loyalty and trust, is symbolic of God’s law governing interaction between human beings; as well as all of creation.
The last, a representative of purity and luck through God’s presence, is symbolic of our never-ending desire to, and our longing for, the will of God to favor us. This desire is not without evidence in the secular world. Many societies have been subject to the guidance of an individual that they saw as greater than them. This natural desire to seek the the favor if “the King in the Garden” can be displaced in the name of social substitutes as a result of scarcity, war, disease, and natural disaster. For the purposes of this piece I would say my inspiration was the guidance I received through divine inspiration, my parents and sister, my family and my community.
I suggest you use your own eyes when viewing this work and allow your eyes to be opened by that “which knows us, though we know it not.”

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Destiny is a Star in the Sky - Zhillart Imaginations, TM

As we journey through life the path we see before us may seem like only the stuff of dreams. As a hiker who stops for a second along the trail to marvel at the mountain that lay ahead we are swallowed whole by the vastness of what we may become. Would your eyes be granted a glimpse of yourself at the height of your dreams fruition, you would not believe it to be based upon reality, yet it is in the journey that we realize our true nature and the true meaning of destiny.
Looking at the primary image, the hand reaching for the star atop a pyramid, one would be led to believe that it is a metaphor for the struggle towards a dream; however this is more than a symbolic gesture. It is in the midst of the journey where we find ourselves and the journey, as shown by the four other frames along the bottom and left, is what will reveal to us our destiny. The characters in the various frames are labeled with a symbol of their own to define for you what stage of their journey they are in.
At the bottom, the symbol under the arm of the character being helped by another on the path is that of solidarity; representing our united hearts, our struggles are one and the same.
In the bottom left corner there is a woman climbing up along the path as she carries her child on her back, using the stone bricks of the path to teach her child. On her child’s cloth there is the symbol meaning we are all God’s children. On her inner thigh there is another symbol, this one representing one who teaches with patience; it is the symbol of compassion and protection.
The frame above that one, second to the top, is of a man hoisting another further along the journey where he may or may not be fortunate enough to follow. On his arm is the symbol for physical and mental-spiritual strength.
In the top left, the last frame shows a character carrying a cross and seemingly about to fall. He has reached out and on his ribs there rests the symbol for dauntlessness and courage; the strength and belief allowing him to persist despite the daunting task that lies ahead.
It is the journey that all of these characters have embarked on that will lead one to the top, but not without help and love along the way; it’s what we all need.

Let There Be - Zhillart Imaginations, TM

Life is a blessing that never ceases to be given. Our spirit, unbound by earth’s gravity soars up to meet its creator’s glory. In the heavens above we feel the warmth of all that is, all that has ever been, and it brings us fluttering back to earth. In our wake the vice that seeks to destroy us, never yielding but to the light that guides us, pursues us mercilessly as it fades in the distance. But it is just as it should be, our table lay prepared before us, the boundless abundance that emerges from all that is good erupts from the tools of our gracious working hands and showers the fruits of our love with love and plenty.
‘Let There Be’ is an illustration of the infinite blessings that life, and death for that matter, holds for all of creation. In the top left, the area behind the angel, the ball of light at the end of staff, and at the bottom there are a number adinkra of symbols: God (top left), warning against envy (behind the angel), abundance and plenty (the flower on the glowing ball of light), and we are all God’s children (bottom).
The Angel holds a staff, not only as symbol of authority but also a symbol that has been used traditionally to show the will of God, and as it connects with the ball of light that is life there is an explosion of abundance and fertility. It is this way so it can be truthful to my eyes as I have seen; when one embraces their path with love and compassion life reveals itself to be as lush as the garden of Eden.

Monday, November 14, 2011

Savior - Zhillart Imaginations, TM

As is true in reality, the world is filled with and made up of layers. As we grow we see how our physical and spiritual selves have breached the borders between worlds and as we enter our new realms of existence we are like children emerging from the womb; surrounded by pain and anguish, as well as joy and salvation. There are symbols everywhere. It is these symbols that give meaning to life and it is through the understanding and the constant search for understanding that we live.

An angel, with black skin and wings of gold, falls from the heavens passing through the clouds as a stone would fall to the earth. She is lost. Her golden wings are of no use for she has not yet learned to fly with the others. Not to say that she cannot, but if she were to embrace the grace and love that has created the worlds that she is now burying herself ever-deeper into through every anxious moment as she falls, she would rise and soar with her father. It is out of love and grace that our father, who art in heaven, pursues her through to our world, stretching out his right hand to save that which is lost. Marked with the symbols of fearlessness and bravery, it is not concerned with any pitfall that would seek to harm it, rather it is there to save; whilst the left extends to the brink of the boundary, marked with the eyes of the king, seeing all, knowing all, and loving all. All of this goes on while the sun shines down with the ladder of death, reminding us that we all shall return home one day.

(Dedicated to my loving, gracious, and ever-striving mother, Phyllis L. Johnson)

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

I Return to the Golden City - Zhillart Imaginations, TM

Gold is often used as a symbol of wealth; it is a symbol of the wealth and life that is nourished by the sun, the generator for all that grows on earth. The bounty that flows from the heavens, the sun, is seemingly boundless and only limited by our own ability to witness it. A bridge is a symbolic and literal representation of a connection between realms; being strong enough to support its own weight and simultaneously flexible enough to withstand the changes and shifts that occur during its lifetime.
The city that lay below this mortal bridge, a golden bridge representing the precious fragility of the land of the living, is divided through both the sky and the earth. It is of one creation yet there is division, a line tracing from its summit to its origins far below. This divided land is of prophetic origin, symbolizing the parable of the wheat and weeds, stating that the wicked and the just alike will be reaped when the time comes; as it says in the Holy Bible to protect the innocent from death.
An Angel falls from the sky in an ocean of light, carrying with it the silver glow of the Holy Spirit, and its presence inspires all the true elements of the earth; the silver is emanating from the sun in the day, it reflects from the moon by night, and as the light penetrates the division of the world it anoints the heads and shoulders of those who stand outside and listen to its call. The masses, who remain outside the city gates, are those not absorbed by the act of living and are aware of a higher state of being; those that are not scholarly enlightened but spiritually awakened. They are clothed in this glow as an element of inspiration and are poised to march on the gates of the city as though seek those within the city, the land of the living, with ears that can hear and eyes that can see. One could liken them to prophets, and there is one that stands in the midst of them that is greater than them all; who could this be?
The Angel falls to destroy the Golden City and unite all creation through the Holy Spirit; the silver glow that filters through the division down to the masses gathered at the bottom of the canvass. Is it the end of days? Or…could it be the beginning?