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Saturday, November 24, 2012

Art exhibition at salamander

You are invited for an evening of Art, Music and Culture at Salamander Cafe on the of 30th November. The event will include Art by Laolu Senbanjo.

Laolu is a human rights lawyer, an artist and a musician. His style of art is called, 'Afromysterics' which simply means, 'the mystery of the African thought pattern.'

There will also be Art for sale along with locally made crafts by a cooperative of women.

What: An evening of Art, Music and Culture, featuring Laolu Senbanjo When: Friday November 30, 2012 Time: 6 pm Where: Salamander cafe, 5 Bujumbura street, Wuse 2

Call: 08092549901

www.LaoluSenbanjo.com


Art, Music and Culture Event

You are invited for an evening of Art, Music and Culture at Salamander Cafe on the of 30th November. The event will include Art by Laolu Senbanjo.
Laolu is a human rights lawyer, an artist and a musician. His style of art is called, 'Afromysterics' which simply means, 'the mystery of the African thought pattern.'
There will also be Art for sale along with locally made crafts by a cooperative of women.
What: An evening of Art, Music and Culture, featuring Laolu Senbanjo
When: Friday November 30, 2012
Time: 6 pm
Where: Salamander cafe, 5 Bujumbura street, Wuse 2
Call:  08092549901 

Sunday, November 18, 2012

Miracle at the gas station

Last night, even though I wasn't feeling well we went to a very terrible concert. Keri Hilson was performing here in Abuja. A friend gave us free tickets, so we went. The only redeeming part was when Omawumi performed. She was fantastic. She performed four great songs and dazzled us all.

But the best part was at the end of the night when we went home and finally saw a gas station with gas and no line. This was truly a gift from God because we've been struggling with this for Weeks but it was just a mere accident and happenstance. So let's hope the gas lasts until the next free station... This gas crisis is becoming more stressful for us daily. Things need to change in Nigeria.

Saturday, November 17, 2012

Salamander cafe

Some folks were asking for the address.

5 Bujumbura street, wuse 2, Abuja FCT
Close to mama Cass and the old Dstv office
Turn right of aminu kano crescent, into Libreville, just before mama Cass, it's opposite first bank, on the corner of Bujumbura and Libreville. Look for the yellow fence and mosaics.

Enjoy!

Salamander cafe

Salamander cafe will always be my favourite hang out spot and place to write in Abuja.

Recently they have had many changes, improvements and are doing some renovations.
I'm not sure what has influenced the changes but a big thumbs up to Sal and her people. Well done!

Afromysterics T-shirts Pre-Order

Hey Everybody,

If you have ever seen my Afromysterics t-shirt or want a Nigeria t-shirt, look no further!  In the next week, we will be selling them.  You can e-mail me here if you are interested.  They will be N7500.  If you need it shipped I will have to let you know personally the cost.

We will only have a limited number available so please, put in your reservation now now!

Cheers!


Thursday, November 15, 2012

BP and Israel

So tonight when I got home from a long day, I saw on tv that BP finally is having to pay a heavy settlement for the first time in what seems like...ever.  When I began to think about it, I realize that it was inevitable.  And I thank God that it finally happened.  What made me sad is that it's not being paid to Nigeria and to Nigerians.  BP and all the other oil companies don't really care what type of havoc they wreak on the land here.  Nigeria is blessed with so many natural resources, besides the human capacity it has.  However, the land has been raped, pillaged, abused, and stripped naked by Nigerians and foreigners alike. Yet, at the same time I wonder that if Nigeria was given a settlement where would it go, who would benefit???  And that scares me even more.  With all the resources Nigeria has it literally could be a super power instead of the insignificant overpopulated country filled with middle class highly educated youth who lack the ability to try to better their country and spend all day on their bb's tweeting.  

The world is changing.  Everyday something new happens.   Barack Obama has now been given a second term as the US President (someday say Hallelujah!).  

Israel has officially declared war with Palestine via twitter.  Ok.  What is this?  This should not be a trend.  I find this highly disturbing...  Both the twitter and the war.  Why can we not find a way to just get a long?  Sometimes, I am really scared for the world that I am choosing to bring children into.  I feel that I will someday leave it and it will be in a worse place than when I arrived.  This is not right.  

Yes, my child has a chance at becoming the US President but what will the United States of America have become by that point in time?  Will he or she rather come and live in Nigeria??  It certainly is food for thought.  I am constantly telling people that the economy here in Nigeria is far better than that in the US at this time.  And I truly believe this without a doubt.  

But somewhere, no matter how deep it is, I am hopeful of this world.  I am hopeful because I have not given up.  I think I still spend more time doing than complaining on my blog or twitter (or at least I hope do).  And I know that as long as we are discussing change...the possibility of trying to make change happen is always there.  

Good night.


Writing for Therapy

I haven't seen my sister in years.  We don't keep in communication as well as I'd like, mostly because I am too busy.  So when I was thinking of giving her a brief excerpt of what's going on in my life, in my head it went like this. 

"I work...and work...and work.  I am constantly working.  Why, I don't even know?  I guess mostly out of fear of losing my job.  Outside of my work, I am happy, so incredibly happy.  Life in Nigeria is not always easy but overall, I enjoy living in Nigeria..."  

That's a little bit of how it goes in my head.  I have so many details and stories to share with her because so many years have passed now...  

I am so stressed at the moment.  It's almost unbearable.  I don't even want her to know this because it's almost embarrassing.  I work so much and so hard and feel like I am not making any headway.  Sometimes I think it's Nigeria getting the best of me, other times I think it's my boss.  Lately, I feel like a slave.  I love what I do but I am so unhappy in my job at the moment.  I feel like it's swallowing me alive.  

But I know there is a brighter day ahead.  I know that the silver lining is coming.  

I have so much going on that is good in my life.  My husband is the rock that I longed for, searched far and wide for, and finally found.  We are starting a family.  This is something I have hoped for and dreamed about for years...  And now it's happening with a man who cannot wait to be a father.  It's a dream come true that feels like it's almost a miracle for me.  

So I just keep moving on, moving forward, reaching and grabbing for that brighter day ahead that awaits me.  

Good night.  

Fuel scarcity

The fuel/gas situation is getting worse in Nigeria.  This thing has been on and off for the past several months but it's beginning to reach whole new level these days.

Last week, on Friday, several of my parents at my School did not bring their kids because they had no gas in there cars...

My dry cleaner (named Success, who has improved my quality of life vastly) was supposed to bring our clothes last week on Friday.  However, we did not get them til this Monday morning because he did not have gas in his car to bring them.

 Most people have to wait in line for hours and then fight just to get a quarter of a tank of fuel or buy the black market that's readily available (of course).

We are given reasons for these shortages but the reasons are often flimsy and they don't hold up, or at least they don't to me.

It's days like this I miss the US.

Friday, November 2, 2012

The artist at work

Check out Laolu at www.LaoluSenbanjo.com
The founder and creator of afromysterics style of art...