Kevin Art.

So I met Kevin in cell, he went to Ndejje SSS after I’d left. But I’m super mesmerised by his art. And here is why. You can find out more about Kevin on .     Advertisements

The Gate.

The gate stands tall and unrelenting between the baby and his destiny. The fact that the baby  will never know his parents serves only to increase the volume of his cries, a situation so hopeless, but nevertheless a mere disturbance to the plutocrats who live inside that gate. They’d much rather enjoy the peace and… Continue reading The Gate.

The Gallows.

There I stood with my headphones over my ears, hoping the lord music would down our the sound of the shot, as well as the crowd that had gathered to watch. One would think I was being awarded, the way everyone was fussing. It was a sunny day. Birds were singing in the trees. But… Continue reading The Gallows.