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Akinbode Akinbiyi’s Photographs Put Worlds in Relation: Being, Seeing, Wandering at the Berlinische Galerie

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The exhibition “Being, Seeing, Wandering” at the Berlinische Galerie showcases the work of Nigerian-British photographer Akinbode Akinbiyi, highlighting over 50 years of his photographic journey. Through diverse themes, Akinbiyi explores sociopolitical narratives, merging historical contexts with personal reflections, inviting viewers to embark with their own journeys and inward sensitivity.

“Water No Get Enemy”: A Thing or Two About Running.

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I am in a different mood today. So I am going to write about running. But first, let me say that this post is not about grandiose achievements. It is about little steps. I have been running for months now. Although I cannot yet call myself a serious runner, I have learnt a thing or two about my body and mind since I took up running on a more regular basis. I am in Berlin. As I write, it is as cold as February can be. Despite the fact that there has been some talk about how this is one of the mildest winters ever, the temperature is at a range of minus two to one degree. In the week I arrived from Lagos – that was some two weeks ago – the temperature went up as high as 11 degrees. I thought then it was too cold to run. This week, I have been terrified by the thought running. This cold messes with my head big time. But yesterday, I summoned the courage and …

Once upon a cold Berlin – Part 1

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I traveled out of Nigeria for the first time in 2003, and since then I have not stopped. I am one of many Nigerians who are usually harassed and humiliated even before there was a reason for it – and usually for no reason other than my “green passport”. I have had the opportunity to live in the so-called first world, to integrate as much as becoming one of them through opting for nationality, but my mindset has always been simple: “I am a Nigerian by birth and by lineage, whatever comes after that is secondary and I can do without”. I consider myself a traveller and not an immigrant. So I carry my Nigerian passport everywhere I go, bracing myself for the worst at every checkpoint. In February 2010, one of my trips within Europe was brutally cut short and I was forced out of the continent. What did I do? I exceeded my visa for a period of eight days! I was stopped at the Schonefeld airport in Berlin by the Polizei (German …