How does it really feel for a Western living in a community, surrounded by children who see me as part of the “village” who is raising them? 4 sweet stories from my everyday life among the Sandawe.
The story about the Barabaig tribe “shuka” stand, and the mama that runs it. Her spot is the meeting place for the tribe’s women, gathering from all around for market-day. And here’s what happened…
We were sitting around the fire one evening, when my young Maasai friend asked me: Dada, do you know what is the meaning of fire for us the Maasai? Welcome inside to find out…
How is The Great Rift Valley- really- The Great Birth? What dream, and who’s Lucy? This is my story, our story, that will always take us to East Africa, the cradle of humanity.
Today is Indigenous Women’s day 2024. I take this opportunity to celebrate and show my gratitude to all the tribeswomen who teach me and inspire me since my first time being back with mama Africa in 1993!
A funny story I wanted to share with you. And a precious moment that holds in it the beauty and depth of African tribal cultures.
What does a needle have to do with an umbrella? Well it’s the box that comes between us and the answer to this question. I mean a mental box. And the thing is, it turns out it’s a Western-kind-of-thinking box. All will make sense I promise, just click and let’s begin the needle story…
Sometimes it feels like a Christmas tree. At the airport in Ethiopia.
Reflections on my return to Mama Africa…
Around East Africa, I’ve met many young people who make their living by creating for the souvenir industry, out of them, I occasionally meet artists. Baraka is just that, an artist in his soul.
A new and wonderful project started when one day I walked into the kitchen just as the chef finished cracking the unique Kilimanjaro oyster nuts for his famous sauce. I looked at the empty shells with their rich texture and immediately knew what I was going to create from them…
