Ebony London


I wear my emotions on my canvas


"My figure paintings are my most personal paintings because what I’m feeling at the moment I stand in front of the blank canvas is what I apply to the canvas. I wear my emotions on my canvas." -eLL 


 Two Heads are better than one

 Acrylic on canvas, 16 in x 24 in

Two heads are better than one depicts my love for things I was taught by society and the media to fear and or be ashamed of: Sisterhood among all women, my beautiful, natural and kinky hair, my curvy figure and color as a tool of expression.


Yes I did

Acrylic on canvas, 16 in x 24 in


They said she couldn’t do it. They said she wasn’t young enough. They said her skin was too dark. They said she was both too fat and too skinny. They said her hair was too kinky and her butt was too big but when she walked in, everyone’s head turned in her direction. She walked in with her head held high and without speaking, she said, “Yes I did!”


Acrylic on canvas, 18 in x 24 in


"Elegance is usually confused with superficiality, fashion, lack of depth. This is a serious mistake: human beings need to have elegance in their actions and in their posture because this word is synonymous with good taste, amiability, equilibrium and harmony."

 -Paulo Coelho

United, Rooted and Flourishing
Acrylic on canvas, 22 in w x 28 in L 

That's my Jam

Acrylic on canvas, 16 in x 24 in


Pricilla, Margret and Thelma have been friends for over forty years. They had shared every life event, from marriage to babies to retirement. Every second Saturday of the month they made it a point, no matter how busy life got, to get dressed up and go out dancing.  They would dance until their feet hurt and until they were out of breath.  While sitting at their table, rubbing their feet and fanning themselves, they would start chatting about what was going on in their lives.  However, when they heard a beat that they knew, whoever was talking, stopped. They would all look at each other, smile and yell, “that’s my jam!”  They all would hurry to put back on their shoes and rush back to the dance floor.

Model Type

Acrylic on canvas, 18 in x 2 4 in


You know the type.




Acrylic on canvas, 18 in x 24 in



When we make love, I don’t say much but there is so much I want to say.  When we make love, I wish I could replace my mouth, with my heart, so you can hear what I feel.

When we make love, I want to tell you how protected I feel when I grab hold of your arms. When we make love, I want to tell you how weightless you make me feel when you easily grab me and pull me close to you. When we make love, I want to tell you that I’m convince your body was made to connect to mine. When we make love, I want to tell you that every time I lift my head up, in search of your lips, I’m telling you I need you.  When we make love, I want to tell you that when your locks fall onto my face, I understand more and more about black love and black pride.  When we make love, I want to tell you that we can’t make love anymore.  Because when we make love…. -eLL


Acrylic on canvas, 16 in x 24 in



“From the time we are born, we have been taught to be ashamed of our bodies, to be ashamed of our sexuality and to take sex seriously.  I decided to forget everything I was taught about my body and sex.  I decided to rid myself of shame and guilt. “Playful” is my documented rebellion."-eLL

Golden Girls

Acrylic on canvas, 16 in x 24 in



Shug, Lucille and Mary loved the Harlem night life. This particular Friday night, all three women got off of work early, all claiming sickness, to rush home to get dressed. Tonight they were heading to The Savoy Ballroom. Duke Ellington and his orchestra were performing.  Shug, Lucille and Mary spent the evening dancing, laughing and charming men. Around 2:00am, completely exhausted, they headed home, all claiming it was the best night of their lives.


Acrylic on canvas, 3ft x 4ft, 2014

not for sale


Her skin tasted like red.

His sweat smelled like purple.

Her touch felt like blue.

His moans sounded like turquoise.

Her breast looked like yellow.

It was clearly love.




Acrylic on canvas, 3ft x 4ft

not for sale

Her Breast.

Her skin.

Her shoulders.

Her neck.

Her arms.

Her stomach.

Her body was hers again. -eLL

Proud Mary
Acrylic on canvas, 12in w x 24in l


Mary held her head high. She proudly walked in that room that was full of gossip and opinions. She walked slowly and with confidence. No longer was she going to feel ashamed or less than. After taking hers seat, she gazed at all the people who continued to judge her. She smile to herself as a gentle voice whispered, "I'm proud of you Mary."