Storms provide you with opportunities to
explore how calm you are in chaos.

Fresh Cuts.

Womxn, African ones, are told to conform to a standard that appeals to the Western gaze.
If we do not, then we are exotic, mentally unstable or need a male put us in our place.
Not we.

Decolonising Hairstories

A passion project about the lack of permanence of marks made in my hair, shaved onto my scalp.  I am fascinated by the art and ritual of mark-making, but would not be open to tattooing my body.  However, over decades, my hair is where I make my mark and since my boys were babies I have been bopping short number 2 grade hair cuts.  Since about 2006, I have loved the stages of growth, enjoyed the fashions that I strike and the resistance felt by some men to my presence in my barber shop.

In 2018 I began documenting my hair styles, cuts, destinations, arrivals and feeling the power of the stories I brushed through them.  I did this on social media as a matter of immediacy and also to allow me to find these images easily at the swipe of a forefinger.

In 2019, I realised that it wasn’t odd or unfashionable for Nigerian women to sport such short hairstyles.  I was inspired by @Ukpuru, the Instagram docupage of 19th century Nigerian culture, to add my layer to my hairstory, so that my Afrofuturistic self can one day look back and nod with knowing.

In 2020, during the Coronavirus (Covid-19) pandemic and the way we have sought ways to go out and mark our bodies, it is affirmed again to me: nothing is permanent.

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