The creative process
The creative process can be quite fun, walahi.
You give it what it takes.
Here I am making a new picture.
Interested in some of my published works?
Follow Me
The creative process can be quite fun, walahi.
You give it what it takes.
Here I am making a new picture.
There is no fear except the one we make up.
The fear we harbor is us.
On this planet, there is nothing to lose.
Cos You’re Happy
There is a science of joy
and it is simple:
when the sun shines on ice
it melts, right?
The carpenter is singing as he does the roof:
Ẹ̀yin tẹ́ ń lóyún lé rodo-ríndín, hẹn-ẹn
Bọ́mọ bá yàgbẹ́ o
Baba rẹ̀ ní ó ko.
Translation:
You who conceive while your infants are mere suckling babies
When your infants mess their pants
Their daddies will change their diapers.
“There’s nobody who will see this place and not be afraid,” the two men on the bike said this morning as they stopped and kept looking at our newest installation at the Àkòdì Òrìṣà.
Bí ìwọ́ bá ṣe rere, ara kì yíò ha yá ọ? I wonder where I got that quote from. Is it a Yoruba proverb?
I wouldn’t be surprised if it was from the Bible.
Day and night, for three weeks.
And finally, it is done.
Captive No More IV
10
After my great grandmama realized
that her songs failed
To return her child to her breasts
She stopped singing
and began to dialog with herself
even when nobody listened.
She asked strange questions
and responded with strange answers.