Just when you think documenting the Sapeurs couldn't be more done, Guinness have made a glossy ad in an attempt to catch onto a trend already known to the mainstream... Have they missed the boat on this one? Or is there always room to be further fascinated by the Society of Elegant Persons of the... Continue Reading →
iSee: When Harmony went to Hell – Congo Dialogues
Be transported to Congo through a visual dialogue of the country’s brutal past and hopeful future. This photographic exhibition is showing at the Rivington Place, Shoreditch, London. Also checkout upcoming events in relation to this exhibition listed at the end of this post.
This weekend I’ll be focusing on Congo with my blog posts! Stay posted and be sure to follow my student blog: http://www.theefedstudent.wordpress.com
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Travel Making Kai x
the Educationally Frustrated student
The poster itself hold no boundaries – and neither does the title. The grim reality of Congo’s tragic past and man’s interests in the animal closely linked to our ancient ancestors, is the face of ‘When Harmony Went to Hell’ exhibition showing at Rivington Place, London.
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African drumming… The tweet sound of Tel Aviv
It's the little things I love about this city... Yesterday evening I witnessed the sun setting over Jaffa city, absorbed the dynamic vibe of Tel Aviv just from a stroll along the beach and rediscovering the drummers beach where percussionists and lovers of music gather together celebrating the sounds from the African drum... I was in... Continue Reading →
The Pride of a Mother… Mother to Mother
I'm not in South Africa. In fact I've never visited (yet). My setting is distinctive and confirms I'm still in London; the traffic from Shaftesbury Avenue, the punters gathered at the pubs, the bright lights of a mainstream theatre on Cambridge circus. I'm in London's West-end to watch "Mother to Mother". A play set in... Continue Reading →
From Candomblé to Voudun… Eshu to Shango… These are a few of his favourite things.
When I met Dionisis Kostakis on my second day in Rio de Janeiro in December last year, there was little about him, if nothing at all, that indicated his unusual hobby. With beach blond hair and subtly tanned olive skin, I took him to be yet another European who had ditched the struggling economy of... Continue Reading →
Celebrating the Ga people and their traditions… Wogbe jeke!
http://youtu.be/_MOuXDQyGT0 "Afi o Afi!"- Happy New Year! Today in my family home in Osu, Accra, they are celebrating the start of a New Year after a successful harvest... The Homowo festival! As my father is from Osu, traditionally I celebrate Homowo in this part of Accra. However this is a celebration of gratitude and sharing... Continue Reading →
Dressing in the dark… When will Ghana’s electricity shortage be addressed?
"Light-off." It's a phrase that takes me back to my childhood in Ghana. A typical scenario being; I would be in the middle of taking a bath, and just as I'm about to rinse off the soapy white lather from my skin- I would catch my breath! It's not the shock of the cold water... Continue Reading →
Bridging the gap: Queen Mother gives talk on unsafe abortion
A couple of weeks ago I had the privilege of accompanying Nana Obuobi I, Queen Mother of Meyera, Greater Accra, to her organised event of invited speakers to give a talk to the local community of Amasaman and neighbouring towns of Ga West district on How to prevent unsafe abortion. The talk on abortion-related maternal... Continue Reading →
Party Time in Accra #throwback
Do parties and crowds fill you with energy, or send you scurrying for peace and quiet? (Daily Prompt). Gosh I've missed my daily dose of 'Daily Prompt' inspiration courtsey of wordpress.com! Apologies for my long absence regular readers... Hope you didn't miss me too much 😉 Returning to London- 'back to reality' was a little... Continue Reading →
And I keep coming back for more… Accra.
In the summer of 2006 I packed a suitcase for a three week holiday in Accra. Filled with excitement and pride from buying my own flight ticket, I set off on my first solo journey. I've been coming to this city since childhood. While my peers at school went with their families on new and... Continue Reading →