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winter crown.
gọ̀ọ̀bì èèbó
lost and found gọ̀ọ̀bì òtútù
We are getting close to the end of the architectural sculpture.
Àkòdì Òrìṣà artists painting the outside fence at Ile Ife, Nigeria.
MEANINGLESS WORD
“Food is not ready,” Iya Oyo informed me. “This is just a snack. I know you are hungry” In Yoruba she said “Fi eléyìí panu. Mo mọ̀ pé ebi ti ń pa ẹ́.”
She left me a bowl full of boiled groundnuts. I loved boiled groundnuts. It was still in the shell. “You can throw the shells here after cracking them.” In Yoruba , she said, “Pa èèpo ẹ̀pà ná à sínú abọ́ yìí.
Title: Gift of Love
Medium: Bodypainting, photography.
Date: 2019
Well, since Facebook won’t let me show you anything that a baby can’t see, I will show you glimpses of the fun we artists have with the human figure.
How many people can be really, really true friends?
Or is friendship restricted to just two people?
Is friendship possible among three or more?
First, Yoruba people are cynical about friendship: the culture outright dismisses the notion of friendship as naïve.
“Ọ̀rẹ́ òtítọ́ ò sí,” is an adage that means “There are no true friends.”
“Ojú larí, ọ̀rẹ́ ò dénú,” means “We see the eye service, but the friendship is not deep.”
Hope is my only light
Out of all gloomy nights
Whatever hope fights
Hope prevails