Saturday, August 31, 2013


Making necklaces is one craft I love to indulge in and one that brings great reward to the creative person behind it and the final recipient of the necklace.

It could be simple, elegant or a statement piece.

I love to make very simple yet elegant necklaces that are easy to wear,

that is lightweight on the neck of the wearer and could be worn with all most anything.

While I was making these pieces of necklaces, I listened repeatedly, to Frank Sinatra's classic song bangles, baubles, and beads,

and  I really enjoyed this classic song,

as I needed the picture the song painted, in order to keep my mind on this particular project, 

considering, that I am a fine artist that's what I do, and that is what I know.

Anyway big thanks to old blue eyes aka Frank Sinatra, his music made me more determined to complete this task

I had set myself up for and at last, I made a lot of necklaces,

so I share with you some of the simple necklaces I made and love.




                    MIABO ENYADIKE

Thursday, August 01, 2013


I have always wondered thoughtfully, how to define the typical African woman? What drives her? What keeps her going strong, when all is obviously not well?.

What makes her go all out, to be there for her family, regardless of her circumstances, and her ability to be the rock in her family, weathers all difficulties, whilst picking up all the pieces for those she calls her own?

                           MAMA'S MARKET
                           ACRYLIC ON BOARD

 In a continent that is ravaged by war, poor basic amenities, rape, women abuse, child marriages, poor education, no jobs, poor health care, frequent disease outbreaks and the worst, corruption!.

 Where every achievement taken for granted else where, is herculean in Africa.

                           MAMA'S MARKET
                           ACRYLIC ON BOARD

It is mind boggling, to see, day in day out the obstacle most African women, face to survive, let alone be a wife and a mother.

Their refusal to be put down by events, be it tradition or otherwise always see a way out, no matter what life throws at them is truly amazing and commendable.

 This particular strength and inner will to survive, against all odds resonates with the African woman from Cape to Cairo.

                           MAMA'S MARKET
                           ACRYLIC ON BOARD

 Every African child born of an African mother, can almost relate to this.

This painting of Mama's Market, is simply a scenario that is played out before our eyes daily, everyone who resides in Africa can relate to this sight, of Mama carrying her wares on her head to market.

She is seen simply hawking her wares, be it food, beverages,or what ever it is that she is selling,which has now been termed her market. 

She is often seen walking along the road, bush path or any path way, with so much energy and a determined focus to get to the next available customer, stopping every time she's called.

                               MAMA'S MARKET
                           ACRYLIC ON EGGCRATES

Though unschooled in marketing, she has the know how to rival any MBA DEGREE.

Her approach is simply AMBUSH MARKETING! Greeting in a rather loud voice, with her ears trained to hear any calls, for her wares.

Bringing down this " market" from her head immediately she gets a customer. 

Lifting it up back again when the transaction is over, and is on the move to the next customer.

Relentless and determined  to earn her target  for the day, so that her loved ones, will have a bite or two to eat.

This leaves me fascinated and proud to be an African woman.

This painting  is one I really enjoyed doing, at 8ft by 2ft, it was a daunting task, since yours truly stands at 5ft 6in tall. 

                           MAMA'S MARKET
                           ACRYLIC ON BOARD

I refused to be intimidated, I just had to remember that this is also my market, and as a Mama myself,  there was no room for slacking!.

I used acrylic, my favourite medium since it dries fast, and its easy to manipulate, as patience is not one of my virtues when it comes to paintings. 

I needed to show Mama on the move proudly carrying her "market" on her head with her destination in mind.