Rongo Art Residency: A Conversation with Chukwuebuka Alu How did you feel when you got accepted for the Rongo Art Residency? I received the news of my acceptance into the Rongo Artist Residency at a particularly challenging time in my life. So, when I received the email, I didn’t know what to feel. I felt […]
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Rongo Art Residency: A Conversation with Gerald Ewa How did you feel when you got accepted for the Rongo Art Residency? Honestly, I was stunned. At that moment, I didn’t know how to feel or what to feel as I stared at the acceptance email on my phone. I kept asking myself if it was
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Rongo Art Residency: A Conversation with Oladosu Michael Emerald How did you feel when you got accepted for the Rongo Art Residency? When I received the acceptance email for the Rongo Art Residency, I felt like I was on cloud nine! The elation was palpable, like winning a prestigious award. Knowing I’d been selected
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Rongo Art Residency: A Conversation with Testimony Odey How did you feel when you got accepted for the Rongo Art Residency? I felt elated! I really had my fingers crossed after I applied, and when I didn’t get a response for weeks after the application deadline, I felt anxious, nervous and discouraged. So, getting the
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Photocredit: Pexels.com Needling The leaves move to an amapiano breathed by God. But later they will be bedridden— like this mind, gulping pain like burnt prayers. I call it living, tracing life between paper edges — afrobeats needling into me at dawn to erythroid memories. I’m a lover who hennaed my beliefs on
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Photo Credit: Schooldrillers.com Ibadan: A City on the Brink, A Self in Becoming Ibadan is a city that resists being fully known. It stretches wide, low and unhurried, its rusty rooftops spilling into the horizon like secrets only half-whispered. To the outsider, Ibadan is messy, stubborn and unfinished. To me, it is a mirror. Every
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Photo Credit: Freepik.com Someday, You’ll Learn to Love Yourself Like God Does You’ll learn to hug the person you see when you look into the mirror. Yeah, that same boy shuffled into bokeh in group photos, the one sent miles away not to photobomb personal pictures, the one cameras flee from. Perhaps you will learn
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Photo Credit: Freepik.com Midnight Is The Carnival Of A Dead Man Until G-boy pleaded with Kpakogi to help him with an urgent task, Kpakogi had been a menial labourer in Bacita. He loaded sacks of grain for traders with his wheelbarrow on market days and earned a living. He also worked as a bricklayer, packing
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What It Means to Burn and Still Bloom: A Review of Joemario Umana’s ‘Burns’ by Annah Atane In Burns, Joemario writes like a movie director. I say this because it is not the equivocal collection you read. It flows, just like a movie series. In “The Undoing,” Joemario begins the story with a quote: “The wind, once
Photo Credit: Freepik.com A Loving Father Just as it is written; Jacob I loved, but Esau I hated — Romans 9:13 (NIV) I would not blame Cain. If my toes slid into his boots, I’d steal Abel’s breath too. What do you call a man who loves one child & hates the other—God?
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