My gallery space
My gallery space, Austin, TX.
My gallery space, Austin, TX.
Have you heard di news?
Dem say PDP don marry APC.
Na Sunny Ade and Eddy Okonta play for their wedding.
Wot a wonderful gofment!
Life is sweet like bread and butter.
Rivers of Life
Folks are flowing waters:
We fail to connect upstream,
Downstream we shall meet
Those you shun today,
In the face of challenges
Do not panic.
Never panic when the situation is dire.
However bad your circumstances are
Do not panic.
Things will get better
But only when you don’t panic.
Haven’t seen my homeland since August 2019.
I miss the colorful attires on the streets.
I want to listen to the people speak their various languages.
To drink palm wine.
My last 256 ODU IFA painting has been acquired by the Boston community center, The Guild. It is a great home for the painting. They have huge walls and the painting graces one of the large walls by the entrance.
Captive No More (III)
7.
Music is the language of tragedy,
and dance, the vocabulary of trauma.
Silence, the death of feelings,
marks the beginning of madness.
After my great grandmother in vain
yelled the name of her son, Akin,
several times, and got no response,
she stepped outside and scanned
where he was playing,
and yelled his name again,
when she did not see him there
her stomach sank
because down in the pit of her womb
she knew he was gone.