To My Unborn Child
Learn to listen
Between the lines.
but mesmerizing sounds
The word “water”
Is not wet.
There’s nothing depressing
In the sound called “sad”
Bad means good
When the first becomes the last
Read to learn
Beyond the mantra
Learn to read
Behind the words
Free your mind
Before you think
Until you get your drink
Remain doggedly thirsty
Make more children.
Many, many, many, more children.
More and more and more.
Àmọ̀tẹ́kùn kids.
Let every Amotekun woman produce ten.
Let every Amotekun man make 50.
There is food in the land to feed them.
My edited book on the work of Dotun Popoola is now out.
It looks so magnificent, like a grande Egungun performance.
The publisher says it goes for 50,000 naira per copy.
This hyper-colorful hardcover book that is larger than a royal Agbada arrived at my doorsteps for the New Year.
It is the most beautiful book I have ever seen.
Congrats to the wonderful art historians, Kunle Filani, Tolulope Sobowale, Olusegun Fajuyigbe, and Kehinde Adepegba, who contributed powerful essays to the book.
There is no fear except the one we make up.
The fear we harbor is us.
On this planet, there is nothing to lose.
We are getting close to the end of the architectural sculpture.
I am installing huge paintings by Adetola Wewe inside my gallery in Austin Texas.
Adetola Wewe is the first resident fellow of the University of African Art, Austin, Texas Campus.
Have you heard the news?
Nigeria is rated more corrupt now than ever before.
Nigeria ranks in the bottom 40 nations in the world.
In West Africa, only Guinea is rated worse than Nigeria.
And Botswana is rated best in Africa.