African Women Farmers -Freehand sketches

Lines are forces that join the universe and you. I spent my early childhood in the village during the Nigerian civil war. Constant sight of women returning from the farm was later to become the core theme of my creative outings as a professional artist. This is the Prologue of my book-The Return I was born in Lagos – the former capital of Nigeria, just after Nigeria proclaimed herself an independent entity. This was a time my father was working as a cook for some Italian specialist, who handed us the eating-with-fork-macaroni heritage. My native village is called Ikot Ekong, meaning the family of warriors, located some 18 kilometers from the shores of the Atlantic ocean on the south eastern delta region of the country. My childhood memories harbor vivid moments of feats that would later be classified as artistic manifestations. Everything about Arts came to me so naturally: If my maternal uncle’s weaving of the cane baskets and chairs, or my father’s later being a photographer or even my paternal uncle