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The poem and painting are all original piece by yours truly, albeit old.

The image and poem are all original works by yours truly, albeit old.

How does our affluence influence our view and treatment towards others? Oil painting on canvas.

To every woman in my life... To those who inspired me... To those my new friends.... To old friends... To those who taught me... To those who never stopped believing in me... THANK YOU

A mix media painting with oil colours I did back in my school days.

We are the last of us. We the many minority Those with the voice but are voiceless Our royal lordship, his r'excellency You take turns to suppress us. Of course you care about us, little wonder you meet

I like to capture the glow of the light on rainy evenings, the feeling is always so unique.

The Nigerian human, like a tree that falls in an uninhabitable forest, is never heard. Not by pot-bellied prebends whose noses perceive only the smelly melodies of their own ramblings. Not by monsters

"Before I start painting the idea must be almost complete. I say ‘almost' because the really important thing seems to be the painter's ability to let his intuition guide him over the gap between

In 2009, the first decentralized cryptocurrency Bitcoin was created by presumably pseudonomous developer Satoshi Nakamoto (this is not a proven fact) . As Bitcoin increases in popularity and the idea of

What frightens the extremists and really gives them the spooks? There’s nothing scarier to them than a girl with a book Not a soldier, or a bomb, or a gun, or a landmine There’s nothing more dangerous

In Nigeria, our dreams took flight, on that independence night, But now it seems, in our plight, we're stuck in a constant fight. Elections, a twisted game, with malpractice as the aim, They play for fame,

Man grapples, lost within his own, Unsure where he's from, or where he's flown, In the present's grasp, he stands askew, Not knowing where, in life's path, he's due. All Roads Lead to Death In the twilight's

There are so many possibilities to explore as to what occurs on the human face. I struggled with the color scheme of this particular one, but it opened up my curiosity safe to even explore more. I would

Sometime during the pandemic, I stumbled on these kids using a set of pastels (Rembrandt) to solve mathematical equations on a surface. I had to educate them on the value of the material which does not

Do we still wait? wait for the strange rhythm to sound again. In this lost nation, we lost our identity. The identity we entrusted in the hands of our advocates. We cannot name their names, or number their

Water colour on paper 2021

This is how we survive in this street of ours. The tricycle is our only hope as we grind daily for manna. Water colour on canvas 2021