Omo: the art You Mold
Child is ọmọ in Yoruba.Grandchildren is Ọmọ ọmọ.My granddaughters (my ọmọ ọmọ) came visiting last week…
Child is ọmọ in Yoruba.Grandchildren is Ọmọ ọmọ.My granddaughters (my ọmọ ọmọ) came visiting last week…
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Would Olabisi Silva still be alive if she did not choose to live and die for Nigeria?
I asked the same question when my friend, Moyo Ogundipe, died of a cardiac arrest two years ago.
Nigeria lacks basic healthcare facilities for talented, boundary-pushing professionals.
The roads are deathtraps.
Stage One
I have divided the canvas into 256 rectangles.
Next stage? To insert the alphabets of Ifa in each of the rectangles.
Another painting that I just extracted from my garage is this dark work.
There is an interesting story behind it.
In the year 2000 or 2001, the British Museum invited me to give a lecture as part of the ceremonies held in commemoration of the 50th anniversary of the coronation of Queen Elizabeth II, and also to mark the completion of the Great Court built as an extension of the main museum building. They wanted me to address the body as my topic.
As she greeted Iya Oyo by kneeling down on both knees, the young woman looked worried…
YES YOU CAN FLY
Butterflies and birds have no airports
Yet they take off and fly with
no navigation maps.
Fireflies rise and glide around
without pilot gears
Your Mother is My mother is Your Mother is My Mother.
“Iya Oyo, does your name mean the mother of Oyo, or the mother in Oyo?” I asked Iya Oyo one day.
“It means both,” she responded. “To my entire community of Oyo, I am the mother of all, young and old. If anyone is hungry and comes to me, it is my responsibility to feed them. Anybody who needs a place to sleep and comes to me, I will roll out my mats to them. I am their mother, and that is why I am Iya Oyo. At the same time, I live in Oyo, therefore if I travel anywhere, I am the mother who lives in Oyo.”