The skateboarders of Accra usually skate along the abandoned car parks in La, on the coast beyond Osu, to the east of the city centre. It’s a vast stretch of land made up of pavilions where traders from most parts of Africa and other continents sell their goods. We talked to Joshua, who mostly skateboards with a group of friends,Continue reading “What happened when we hung out with the first skateboarders in Accra”
Once again young, black, heavenly bodies descended upon Brooklyn for the Afropunk Fest. This year was larger than ever, with performances by Lauryn Hill, Lenny Kravitz and the one-and-only Grace Jones. If there was ever a question whether black lives mattered, it was answered with a resounding shout and dance that you couldn’t ignore. There wasContinue reading “Punks and Afros? Yes, it’s Afropunk 2015”
When you Google ‘Mogadishu’, the photos that surface convey a sense that life in Somalia’s capital is an endless cycle of death, destruction and despair. Most of the images are of men and boys with guns, children playing in rubble, families huddled in refugee camps and scenes of carnage from explosions. Here and there thereContinue reading “Forget ruins and rubble: everyday beauty in Mogadishu”