Monochrome Lagos is an ongoing photography series by Nigerian photographer Logo Oluwamuyiwa. Oluwamuyiwa’s photography has an large archive of images of daily urban life in Lagos. His photographs are accompanied by his writings. Oluwamuyiwa is currently exhibiting his first solo exhibition in London, 29 April – 22 May 2016, at Future Assembly.

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“What remains of Lagos once she is stripped of her vibrant Colours?”
Monochrome Lagos is an inquiry gradually positioning itself as a visual response on critical reflections on the City “Lagos” Its a poetic body of work that whether intentionally or by chance subtly admonishes the cascade of stereotypical portrait of the city. Stripping away the cacophony of colour and associated symbols that breeds sentimentality to reveal The Intimate, The Humane, The Isolated and The Ordinary.”

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I am a citizen of the earth.
I know it turns.
That which you thought was Static
Have seen it run.
I am a citizen of the earth
I am part of its Sun.
A member of the conduit
Flowing with the tide
Yesterday was Africa
Today, my view is colonial.

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There is quite an interesting conversation on the idea of sharing your work via social media especially amongst creatives.
The fear of theft and copyright abuse and all that stuff we build in the head.
You are all right.
But as the Yorubas say and i translate “If we dont eat the yam because of the palm oil, well we could atleast eat the Palm oil because of the yam”
Social media technically gave you all BUHARI and many names and personalities have been built, lives have been shaped because of the power of instant interconnectedness.
There is a lenghty tirade to this which ofcourse is subjective.
Technology like water is a moving force you cant stop.
What do you do? Work with the times and find your rhythm?
And if you want to get ahead faster than your tools and economical state can. Will you rather stand in the Sun infront of UBA Marina waiting to pitch to Elumelu? Or do you get on this WORLD WIDE WEB – ring the Bells over you wares PROPERLY and wait your turn?
Squeaky wheel gets the grease. Remember?
Do you become the Yahoo boy with your laptop – Bomb the world – and follow up on leads
Or be the pseudo-purist whose amazing work cant be shared?
Aye Van Gogh. Enjoy!

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Jagged.
Around the edges

Viva la Misfits.
Difference is beautiful!

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In some hands, defiance is a hostile act. In others, it’s the sign of a questioning mind. Bullies can be cast as heroes – people “brave” enough to tow the line – and victims dismissed as troublemakers with the quickest sleight of hand.

Right, wrong, good, bad, traitor or revolutionary – it’s all a matter of perspective. Things look different from every corner of the room. Depending on which you stand.

But if, like “Her”, you choose to see things for your self – I admire your strength as an outlier instead of the safety of the pack – Defiance becomes. label you wear with pride.

From freedom fighters and equality preachers, feisty opinionated dreamers who’d rather push the plank than settle for something mediocre, Folks who defy conventions, and expectation of others, to prove that THERE ARE ENDLESS WAYS TO LIVE YOUR LIFE.

You are my heroes!

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The intangible aspects of her character. The mystique of the city’s quarters, its ebb and flow, the poetic juxtapositions of people and space, and the theatrical arrangements and transactions that govern them.

All of these i seek to Capture and hopefully hone a paradigm shift in how the City is perceived contextually and aesthetically.

Je ka go on soouun!!

Bia! Zo Mana! Legoooo!

 

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And after the storm,

I run and run as the rains come
And I look up, I look up,
on my knees and out of luck,
I look up.

Night has always pushed up day
You must know life to see decay
But I won’t rot, I won’t rot
Not this mind and not this heart,
I won’t rot.

And I took you by the hand
And we stood tall,
And remembered our own land,
What we lived for.

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