IGBOAFRICANA: Art

Bull horns, Painted bodies, forest shots, and Aso Oke weavers???

These are not the visual elements people were expecting from the music video of Adekunle Gold's hit song featuring Zinoleesky, "Party no dey Stop."

These days, Nigerian music videos seem to be falling into this rabbit hole of warped Western creativity I call the Illuminati aesthetic.

I call it that because most of the videos with these aesthetics from the days of Lady Gaga to Rihanna, and now Beyonce, have a common representation of what conspiracy theorists have a field day with likening to occultic practices.

Beyonce in Already music video

In fact, some people have theories around this being a sign of the Illuminati's penetration into the Nigerian market. These conspiracies became more common since the release of Fireboy and Asake's music video for Bandana

In that video, there are scenes where Asake enters a church and while he's in the church in the background there are people with thongs of fire on their heads, but as he leaves the church he's followed by a herd of black goats, a scene people struggle to see how it relates what is being sung.

But back to the issues I decided to write this article to discuss, more than ever, especially in the Nigerian music community, it's beginning to appear as though there's a definition of what creativity looks like and everyone just runs with it. I personally see it as the reboxing of Nigerian creativity.

One of my favorite definitions of creativity is the ability of human beings to use imagination or original ideas to create something, so if you think about it, if every music video or piece of art begins to look alike and have the same imagery then it's safe to say creativity is lacking.

Adekunle Gold in party no dey Stop music video

A number of these songs don't sound the same, and neither do they have the same context and lyrical scenarios so the videos having similar representation makes you wonder whether we're losing the creative sauce ta Western translation of African creativity. A few people have made the argument that its artists make Grammy-styled music videos, and while this is a very valid opinion, I would hate to accept this as the absolute reason because this has its own subtle meaning on what would influence the creativity of Nigerians in the future.

Creative expression has been and will always be a good thing, but it's assumed the endgame is to create an experience and in the case of a music video, elevate the overall experience of a song.

For example, this song clearly was crafted to be a party jam, and here are some of the lyrics to back it up;

"Party no dey stop when we popYeah we upPlenty of spending like it’s nothingParty no dey stop when we popYeah we upPlenty spending like it’s nothing

See me I no dey worry cause Oluwa don co-sign meI no dey put mind for wetin no concern kind of slow but I'm always on timing Ahn"

Adekunle Gold and Zinoleesky in party no dey Stop music video

The same can be said about Tiwa Savage's Stamina video, which some people have likened to a knockoff of Beyonce's brown skin girl video. Even weirder was the fact this music video has a child in it, meanwhile these are the lyrics that have sexual innuendos.

Tiwa savage in the stamina video

Stamina stamina

You go need more stamina

Oya raga mọ mi now

Make I know say you cover me now

So many things I can do to you

If only you give me the permission to

Give me the permission to

Show you the thing I carry

So while we're exploring more creatively, I would hate for us to fall into a creative box, that rather than improving the experience of a song creatively just seems weird.

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The scent of love was inspired by 'Mena' and 'NUDE' 2018 by Tega Akpokona
as seen exhibited at 2018 ArtX Lagos

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“Please don’t forget to get the candles”

Clara typed these words into her phone as a reminder before heading to the supermarket. It had been twelve years since she and Seun moved into their three bedroom flat at Yaba a few kilometers from seun’s gallery.

Clara and Seun met in their final year in university; she was a chemical engineering major while Seun studied fine art, so it wasn’t strange that they never saw each other until the night they met.

It was her final year party, and although Clara rarely attended any parties, her friends convinced her to attend the party to commemorate their last night as undergrads besides all her friends were attending and she didn’t want to spend this special night alone.

Ten minutes after they arrived at the party, Clara was already wishing she stayed at her dorm, the air in the hall was thick from all the smoke being exhaled by the group sitting at the darkest corner of the room. Despite the smoke and poorly lit room, Clara was able to see her best friend and roommate Tumi’s boyfriend Ken wave at them from the smoky corner of the room.

“Clara we’re going to join them, are you coming” Tumi yelled over the music.

“Sure” Clara said sounding unsure.

Her friends looked at one another before they stood up, it was already shocking that uptight Clara as they often called her, had decided to attend a party, and now she was going to join them at the hookah bar. when they arrived at the bar, Tumi sat on her boyfriend’s lap, while Clara and Nancy shared a seat.

“Sorry you’re in my seat”

A strong scent of bubble gum mixed with roses filled the air, Clara turned around and saw the unfamiliar face responsible for the delicious scent that now filled the air around her.

Seun looked like he barely spoke, he was six feet tall, and his dark skin blended well with the dim room, he wore very thick prescription glasses that made it impossible to see his eyes, and when he had a slight lisp when he spoke that was almost soothing.

“One of you should give up your spot now” one of the girls they met at the bar suggested.

Seun stood in front of both girls waiting for a resolution, and hoping one of them to give up their half of the seat, but they both ignored him,and after standing for five minutes he looked at both girls then he sat on Clara’s lap.

“Ahan why me?” Clara asked furiously.

I don’t know him so he has no business sitting on my lap; Clara thought, but rather than yell and curse him out like the Clara they knew would she sat still and enjoyed his rosy bubble gum scent, she needed at that moment to drown the nauseating cigarette smell coming from Tumi’s boyfriend and his friends who had been smoking.

“You looked the softest” Seun said smiling back at Clara before looking back into his phone.

It took a lot for her not to laugh especially since she was slightly tipsy, instead she substituted it for grumbling and at one point Seun turned around;

“Madam should I stand up for you?”

Clara hissed, then asked,

“How come I’ve never seen you before?”

“I’m always busy”

“Are you a medical student?” Clara asked,

“Wait so you think it’s only medical students that are always busy,”

“Anyway I studied fine art” Seun said,

Clara giggled,

“What’s funny about studying Art?” Seun asked in a slightly irritated tone.

“I thought you were joking.”

Seun turned around, and when his eyes met Clara’s he hissed loudly.

During their short conversation, Clara had felt her feet go numb, but she feared if she asked him to stand, her now favorite scent would be taken from her, and besides she just offended him, I’d bear the pain as a form of reparation, she thought.

It was about 3:00am when her friends decided it was time to leave, and they said their goodbyes, Seun shook clara’s right hand and mouthed a very faint goodnight.

That morning before Clara slept, she searched the internet for fragrances that might have Seun’s rosy bubble gum scent, and after surfing for two hours straight she locked her phone and went to sleep.

It took Clara two days of intense searching to give up on her bubblegum fragrance hunt, she had tried out a number of fragrances from a perfume store nearby, but none of them matched what she perceived the other night.

****

It was already days after graduation, and most people were already moving out of their dorms, Clara was in her room sorting out the things she would send home in bits when someone knocked at their door, her roommate Tumi Jumped out of bed to open the door, and as it swung open, Clara perceived a familiar scent.

Tumi’s boyfriend walked into their room and behind him was the man who not only used her as a human seat, but had her obsessing over a particular scent.

Seun looked different from the night they met, he wore a less serious look. He was laughing at something Tumi said when their eyes met;

“Ahan see my chair from the other night”

“Hope you haven’t been out stealing people’s seat”

Clara blushed before looking away.

“Is that John Kirkland’s Love letters of great men?” Seun asked pointing at Clara’s reading table,

“I don’t know oh, you ask the book freak” Tumi said,

“Did you know it was inspired by sex and the city?”

At first Clara was surprised at how much Seun knew about her favorite book, then she remembered he was an Art major so he was most likely exposed to books like hers.

Seun went on about the book, and as he spoke, Clara noticed how he adjusted his glasses every minute, even though it had been in place.

“May I” Seun asked.

He walked over to Clara’s end of the room, and sat on the wooden stool that was tucked away underneath her dresser. Almost as close as he was the previous night, his scent got stronger, and before he asked anymore questions, Clara asked;

“What perfume do you use?”

Seun a bit confused by the question replied;

“I don’t use perfume.”

Clara rolled her eyes and picked up her phone,

“I’m serious, I don’t use perfume,”

But you have a peculiar scent,

“Do you like it?” Seun asked with a coy smile.

Tumi had screamed over something, and when Clara looked over, she saw a huge painting of her roommate leaning on their wall,

“Did you paint that?” she asked, and while he nodded, Seun said;

“Would you like to see some of my other paintings?”

“Where?”

“My dorm”

Clara was noticeably hesitant at first to go with Seun, but after looking over at Tumi and her boyfriend, she picked her bunch of keys that had a pepper spray can as the key holder, put it in her sling bag and walked out with Seun.

They were both silent through out the fifteen minutes walk to Seun’s dorm room, twice Clara noticed Seun taking quick glances at her, and she put her hand in her bag to check for her pepper spray after every glance.

When they arrived at the door to his dorm, Seun fiddled with his keys before putting it through the keyhole and once the door opened a slight breeze carrying seun’s bubblegum scent rushed at her, taking a deep breath, Clara felt as though she was taking in a special kind of air.

Seun turned on the lights and Clara was immediately overwhelmed by the collection of art works that spread across his room. There was a piece of art everywhere, paintings hung on his white wall, while some were on the floor leaning on the wall across his room, the only table in his room had tiny carved figurines on it. After looking round the room, Clara sat on the chair behind the small round table and asked;

“No roommate?”

“He sold his space to me after my work could no longer fit into my side”

“These are really beautiful, but what do you plan to do with all of them?”

“Sell them”

“Gift them”

“Maybe open a gallery”

They were walking around the room when Clara kicked over something, she bent over to pick it up. It was a glass jar with a handwritten tag that read;

ROSE AND BUBBLE GUM

NATURAL SOY HIGHLY FRAGRANCED CANDLE

Clara held the jar high and began to laugh;

“Seriously?”

“I got it last month from my sister, she just started a fragrance business, I hated it at first but once I got used to it, I was inspired to paint something new, now the smell follows me everywhere”

Clara laughed and said;

“Can I See?”

Seun walked to his bed and pulled out two canvases, both were paintings of beautiful women who seemed to have been captured in a candle lit room, unconsciously Clara began to smile, this was the first time Seun saw her smile, he noticed she had a dimple on just one cheek, and despite how white her teeth were Clara used her hands to cover her mouth every time her smile widened.

Both looking at the paintings, Clara and Seun remained silent, the room, the paintings, and of course Seun’s scent made Clara feel a certain warmth inside, she took another look at the candle jar then with a courage that came with the warm feeling, she turned to Seun and asked;

“Would you like to go out sometime?”

****

Twelve years had passed, and she could still feel the warmth that came over her at Seun’s dorm.

Leaving her sister-in-law’s store, Clara got into her car and before she turned on her ignition she removed the candle from its package,and inhaled the scent of the man she loved for over a decade, and as she drove home, she wore a smile remembering the painting of the two beautiful ladies from Seun’s dorm room would be waiting for her to bring home the scent of their late creator, her late husband.

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Being a lover of ancient art and artifacts, the osun-osogbo sacred groove is definitely one of my favourite places to visit. Sadly I missed the annual festival, so planned a trip with a couple of friends and let’s just say it was worth it, The groove is located in western Nigeria within osun state surrounded by medicinal trees, shrines, idols and monkeys.

Arrival

We arrived at the groove at noon on a Wednesday to prevent meeting a crowd, at the entrance we were asked to pay an entry fee of 200 naira and also a 1000 fee for either our camera or camera phone after which we were handed over to a tour guide.

Statues, gods and goddess

Our tour began on the spot because believe it or not, every area of the groove is covered with meaningful art. Firstly we were taken to a wall that have these awesome statues of masquerades and drummers that play important roles in the osun festival. The wall also has a statue like description of what goes on during the annual osun goddess festival. We then went further to another part of the groove that had the Ifa shrine, the osun goddess, and esu. Along the way we came across a large number of monkeys, one of which is believed to have been in the groove for over 15 years and get this, the monkeys will stalk you if you pass by them without showing them the contents of your bag.

The suspended bridge

Just above the Osun River is the suspended bridge that I and my tour compadres fearlessly went on to get my readers the full groove experience.

Susanne Wenger (also known as Adunni Olorisha)

She is the late Austrian Artist who became the Osun river goddess high priestess and also the guardian of the groove. She is responsible for most of the statues and artifacts that are housed by the groove.

Conclusion

Visiting the groove was very insightful so it is not surprising that it is a UNESCO heritage site.

The cost of visiting the groove is relatively affordable plus you get a tour guide with no extra cost, more reason this should not be your next travel location.

For visitors coming from far you can check websites like hotels.ng and jumiatravel.com to book for hotels nearby.

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