Court was sweet in Abuja today, no be lie.
This is just kindergarten o.
Those that the gods would destroy, don’t they first drive them mad?
The last presidential elections were very sweet, abi?
We collected bags of rice, tubers of yams, even ororo oil, na lie?
My mumu is too much.
Hear my story o.
They just fixed the electricity at my place in Nigeria.
To get it fixed, I bought four poles, and hundreds of yards of cable.
I contributed hundreds of thousands of naira to get the transformer.
I bought the meter.
And paid to have the entire thing installed.
But I understand that none of these things that I bought belongs to me.
They all belong to the government.
Welcome to the new world.
It’s not going to look like your father’s world.
So, this lady came to the Àkòdì Òrìṣà, and asked the women artists working there, “What are you people doing here? What is this place?”
The curator said, “Madam, this is the Àkòdì Òrìṣà, and as you can see, we are working.”
Just as a lens focuses light to the point
that it can generate enough heat
to set a leaf on fire:
The Òrùlé Orí uses sound and space
to focus and raise the level
of positive energy in an individual.
How? It’s the principle of electricity.
You connect the charger to the electricity socket to charge the battery of your laptop. Your laptop wakes up, ready to go.
Here I was, instructing my students at the University of Texas, Austin, on the principles of Ifa computational coding. How I wished I also enjoyed the opportunity to teach young people in universities in Africa this same skill. But I have no such opportunity. And it’s not for a lack of trying, even offering my services for free.
Sunday Morning Conversation With Yahoo Boy.
He is using the account of Moyo Owotomo:
Yahoo Boy: Good morning
Me: Good morning. It’s been forever. How are you doing?
Yahoo Boy: All thanks to God
How is everything with You
I have a business i have been benefitting from and i would like to introduce to you before I forget
Me: Ok, great.
He says:
He says, “I don’t like you.”
She says, “I detest you.”
My friends don’t like me,
My enemies don’t like me,
My family members don’t like me,
My neighbors don’t like me,
My dogs don’t like me,
The Àkòdì Orisa artists did not know how to design textiles when they joined the center.
So, the first thing they did was to produce their own uniforms. We took them through the process of designing and making their uniforms, as the picture here shows
HOUSE OF THE HEAD: ÒRÙLÉ ORÍ
The latest addition to the Àkòdì Òrìṣà
is the ÒRÙLÉ ORÍ,
the House of the Head.
Órí is the most important òrìṣà
in Yoruba divinity.
Eight of my paintings will be shown at an art exhibition opening tomorrow Saturday, November 9, in Nairobi, Kenya.
These paintings I am showing in the exhibition are open—meaning that the paintings have no figures that can be identified as a person, place, object, tree, water or anything else that one could recognize and name. The paintings do not attempt to tell any story, nor do they illustrate any scene. The paintings are open to absorb whatever story the viewers may bring them, and they also assist in opening up the viewers’ minds to excavate memories and ideas that are in the subconscious of the viewers.
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.
Akodi Orisa resident artist, Foluso.