Keeping it Real About Moving Back & Starting a Business
I am not a Harvard Business School graduate neither do I have one of those sixty five thousand pound executive MBAs people squabbled about in the commentary that followed my last article; heck I don’t...
View ArticleBeauty and the baggage
My friend the performance artist Wura Natasha Ogunji had just gifted me a 30 by 40 inch framed still shot from one of her performance pieces which I participated in titled ‘Will I still carry water...
View ArticlePower Of People
They say people cover our nakedness, so I often wonder why people beam with so much pride that they have no friends. I think people need people. We aren’t built to live in isolation. However, I...
View Article6 Tips to Crush Insecurity & Boost Your Confidence
Lately I have been receiving tonnes of emails and equally having lots of conversations about confidence and how little of it there seems to be. I am coming to the realisation that much like a lot of...
View ArticleSand Castles
Just over a year ago i was part of the British Council’s ‘Through my eye’ project. Writers and photographers worked in pairs creating a photo story with accompanying fiction. It was quite a difficult...
View ArticleLearning To Love Again
I know I am a glutton for punishment but I tell myself I create the work to engage with the audience and that is why I read the comments sections of articles I write. Well that is my story and I am...
View ArticleThe Bondage Of Masculinity
By Wana Udobang A year ago at a time best known by the gender activism community as sixteen days of activism, I choose to flip the script a little. Sixteen days is set out towards creating awareness...
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In Search Of Champeta
I had never heard of Champeta. So when Juliana sent me the reading list for the fellowship, I was intrigued to find that a genre of music had been invented based on some of the music that came out of...
View ArticleMy Feminism | Remembering to Scream | By Wana Udobang
I don’t remember the first time my father hit my mother. But I often remember my brother’s hands muzzling my mouth shut whilst my screaming the words ‘leave my mummy alone’ would ease its way through...
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Wine galore at prowein 2018
If you are a not so casual wine drinker like myself who enjoys a good tipple and tends to stick to a full-bodied cabernet sauvignon because you remember the epic hangover and vomit fest from your...
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