a picture showing moyo okediji poised for the camera

Homesick.

I will close my eyes and transport myself back home, among my friends, drinking palm wine laced with stout, or whatever. Khaki. Or whatsoever friends gift our ancestors.

Àjò ò dùn bí ilé.

It is Thanksgiving week in the United States when people are giving thanks to their ancestors.

a picture of the oyeku dome at the akodi orisa

Ọ̀yẹ̀kú Méjì Dome

Architect-artist: Moyo Okediji Curator: Bisola Oladunjoye Builders: The Àkòdì Òrìṣà artists Title: Ọ̀yẹ̀kú Méjì Dome Date: 2018 Location: Ile Ife, NigeriaIn this building, called Ọ̀yẹ̀kú Méjì, I designed a structure serving as a home of sacred art, using innovative designs and materials that explore indigenous African traditions. I will post details of the building below.

Talking

Talking

or a living.

As an art historian, I talk for a living.

Politicians, lawyers, teachers and other professionals also make a living from talking.

But many people actually have to make something to earn a living.

Oladejo Okediji

Oladejo Okediji

Oladejo Okediji–who happens to be my father, is the oldest living writer in the Yoruba language.

He is 89 this year.

He is pictured here with the cover of his first novel, Àjà Ló Lẹrù, published in 1969.

Baba is still pretty prolific. His latest book, Ohùn Ẹnu Àgbà, came out this year. It is a collection of his poems.