An Introduction

Inspirational, Stories 1/12/2018 by Aondonguavese Atsuah

The only thing I have right now is my art

I did the ill-advised thing of waiting and almost slipping into the typical complacency this country lulls some of us into. To keep us distracted and restless yet absolutely bored to the point of relying extensively on vices that become addictive luxuries and potential friendships that easily stay stuck as party acquaintances.

I am evolving, and I can’t promise you won’t see me hurting, almost aggressive in my expressing, rubbing you the wrong way, expect it.

Maybe I’m a cynic, but I remember now that I’ve always been a cynic right down to when my father taught me to read using newspapers and in effect opened my young eyes to the world through books no 5yr old had any business reading. I’ve always raged against the machine, impulsive, emotional and donning my love for my uniqueness like a goddamn superhero cape because I knew I had escaped, the West was my maturity retreat and up until the end it was great as such early eras of new found independence are wont to be.

I was fearless, sensitive and terribly vulnerable, three things I have almost forgotten living here. Not anymore, I have nothing to lose. The universe has brilliantly thrown me back into the world, my juju has returned and I don’t give a fuck. So you’ll excuse me if I shock you in the coming months. My art is all I have now and it is evolving. I am evolving, and I can’t promise you won’t see me hurting, almost aggressive in my expressing, rubbing you the wrong way, expect it. But all I have is my art and I have nothing else I want to do. Maybe no one cares, but I do. So allow me to introduce myself, my names are Agnes Cybil Aondonguavese Miriam Olanma Atsuah, proudly Tiv and when I’m not a photographer, I am a writer, model and professional complainer.