Let me tell you about the country called Nowhere. It is the land of kings and queens, princes and princesses- I am one of them. A long time ago, our ancestral home was the land of Idu n’Oba, the great queen mother and king. There were disputes about allegiance to these Oyibo who spoke through their noses, who came bringing all these strange gifts that doubled one’s appearance, this magical pipe that blew thunder and death when pointed in one’s direction, and thus sweet liquid

The poem describes the painting Currents in Heaven, Cauldrons Below. Let me explain the use of a few not-so-common words...

One day my mother asked me if I was waiting for her to die before I made a painting of her. I thought of painting her but just needed to get

Sadly, I started painting this portrait in 2013, a few months after my father had passed died. In the painting, he was attorney-general of

She was such a wonderful woman. Till the end Aunt Uju only had words of encouragement, hope and love. At times it seemed we were the ones...

I fell in love with the idea of a Rainbow nation. Till I visited the place, where the Ark had rested, and the Great Flood stanched. There...

I was interviewed yesterday by OB Fado for his blog. Please click on the link for the full interview- My interview with Tony Nsofor – a...

How can Oguta remain like this? We have this little paradise waiting to be cultivated. But we all run away from it for selfish gain. We...

Power Play and Other African Stories (for the exhibition Ballot Boxes and Beasts of Power) Ballot Boxes and Beasts of Power is mainly an...

A few times in the past I wanted to know what people say about me and do the Google search. There are images of my work with other...

In mourning, the Sermon on the Mount jumped out from my memory. There was the phrase that led to a series, and ultimately to my...