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The Tale of I and the Akademie de Künste

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I like myself. I like the woman I am. I do not see why I should downplay (insert word here) any aspect of myself to make people feel comfortable - to fit into their image of what I should be. This does not refer to the corporate aspect of my life, but to the creative one and its expressions. So.. I am meant to perform the Spoken Word. Why should I wear kente and do the whole “Badu” look ? To fit in the ideals or expectations of how a spoken word artist should look ?  If I feel like walking on the stage in blood red patent six inch stiletto pumps (Jimmy Choo Anouk style of pumps), shiny black leather pants, thin gold belt clinching my waist, cream colored mid-sleeve silk blouse with NO BRA and a chic weave (no afro, etc).. why does this image seem incompatible with the words coming out of my mind ?  I like myself. I love my body. I adore fashion. I love flowers, pink. colours, puppies and designer items. Why I can I not be this way and st...

A Tale of One 'Sity

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Farafina called me and told they wanted a write-up from me for a special they are doing on their blog. The theme was about my time in the university. I had a day to submit it. Wow, talk about a couple of bricks landing smack on the top of my head. I started writing a letter to decline their offer.... After typing the letter on my hand-held, I was about to press the "send" button, when I hesitated and remembered the words of the best man I know.... My dearest be-loved patient, long-suffering, drama absorbing, tolerant, love-of-my-head-and-heart and one of the MOST brilliant and philosophical men I know: Chidi. The stylish MAN who pushes me mentally and constantly challenges my C.Q. (Cerebral Quotient). His words were: "Always take two seconds to think be-fore taking any action, especially YOU, Omo". Ah, but, this MAN knew me well. I was trying to reach him to ask for his advice on what to do in regards to the offer, but, he was buried in some meeting.....