REALITY SHAPED
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I’m a refugee
An exile, a stranger
In a gold residence.
Home died decades away.
Those who opened their door
To welcome my wandering legs
Point to me their tables
decked with wine and sweetbread.
Artist: Iyaba Ibo Mandingo
Portrait of Moyo Okediji
He makes my head egglike; the portrait looks like a profile made from an ancient coin.
I love you Iyaba!!!!
The painting of this canvas started in 2019 and ended in 2020.
Adamants who chase the future are overwhelmed by the past and lost in the present.The heaven you seek lies now under your feet.Take it.
When I was a kid between the ages of three to ten, my friends and I were fond of watching Lọ́baníkà, an egúngún masquerade that performed regularly once a year in my neighborhood at Iremo in Ile Ife. Lobanika’s annual act was the highlight of the entire community, and we always waited with joy for the week when Lobanika performed to the delight of all and sundry
Adetola Wewe is with me in Austin Texas.
He is here as an artist in residence in the art center/gallery that I began recently.
He is chilling here with some àsun that he brought with him from Nigeria, and one of the local beers in Austin.