So last year I took a long trip back to Zambia. Reflected on a lot and was able to get my head into a space where I could start thinking about what to do next. It’s funny because everything has been happening without me having to start anything so I’m enjoying life’s journey. I haven’t really posted anything on this blog but I promise to keep a regular flow of posts starting now. Here is a pic of my dad and his cousin in Lundazi.
Summer is here and these bad boys have had some time out in the sun. So whilst wining to Destra and playing Badminton they decide enough was enough and split like Moses parting the red sea, but like a Nigerian film I hit them with a disguised comeback.
Playing around with composition. I’m thinking of putting these on canvas.
Getting my feet wet and trying out ideas before I put them on canvas – my mind has been synthesising these compositions. Interested to see where it will take me.
Going back to my roots; black and white; pen and pencil; Africa and well the rest of the West.
Black History Month. Remembering a person who sacrificed his youth for the benefit of a Nation.
Dry but still breath-taking.