She who brought flame
This piece continues the story of “Our Mothers Wore Light Like” collection This by honoring women who carried light within themselves and shared it with others.
In this piece, a woman stands in the dark carrying fire above her head. Even though we do not see her face, her presence feels calm The flame becomes a symbol of hope, strength, and light.
The work is about the women who carried so much for their families and still kept going. Women who brought warmth, care, wisdom, and love into the home, even during hard times….
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being trans is such a crazy feeling because nobody likes us on the internet but in person nobody knows i’m trans 😭 and i get treated like a princess! i live a regular life, my parents don’t play about me, and my love life is regular.
I low-key like this evangelical partying we're doing lmao. Decentralising spaces and making parties accessible. That has always been my mantra. If we fit party for Lekki, we go party for Bariga, we go party for Ikeja, we go party Oshodi.
I hate when someone I just started talking to immediately wants to fuck 😭😭like if I was fucking every body that said hi to me, what will be left of my body for you to fuck????