Afropolis Poster Afropolis Poster Afropolis – City, Media, Art is an exhibition project, that will exhibit five big African cities (Cairo, Nairobi, Johannesburg, Kinshasa and Lagos). The exhibition will open at the end of October 2010 in Rautenstrauch-Joest-Museum in Cologne and should thereafter...

I was socialised Gikuyu. Growing up in the Kiambu of the eighties, all I ever wanted to be was a blinged out Gikuyu. I wanted the Datsun twero, the ‘Godfather’ hat, the cowboy boots. And when I heard that there was a Gikuyu, with a big bar in America called Kilimanjaro, I didn’t pause to marvel,...

I do not write. I protest. Today I learnt the true meaning of entitlement: Having blinds you to have-nots. That’s why my Kenyan writer friends spend all their time: a) Fighting white people who write what Kenyans ought to write. “Wrong,” I wrote. “If you must respond to white people, do it in...

For Bruno Schultz my private Pole: a lesson in translation; anticipating progress in your work. *** Well it is bye to strangers who might come back our way as admirers in the made up ‘bravura’ of our revolution. Those are what ifs… The demons we didn’t kill- destined to come back and haunt...

[...] [Labour] day, year in year out we came to listen to speeches in celebration of matunda ya uhuru/ fruits of our independence. Our ground forces marched past in a colourful show of might and our Air-force flew in formation saluting not just His Excellency the President and Commander-in-Chief of...

I learnt to tell stories in a world where there was no theory. I knew no Feminism; I was just a boy telling the stories of the life and the living in the idiom of my world. I knew no historical materialism; class struggles, just that there were things we didn’t have- things we wanted- and that Moi...