Love

Verse 36. Love

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I read Fantac.Cisse’s post ‘Hello Everyone and Happy Monday’ and her take on ‘love’ was fantastic as her name implies. I couldn’t help but take these lines which is absolutely true in many a case.

“Sometimes we look for love in the wrong places and in the wrong people because we don’t really know what love looks like or feels like.” _Fantac.Cisse

I wouldn’t do Fantac.Cisse’s post any justice here but to suggest that you go view it, have a read and listen to the wonderful ‘Song of the day’ that she has chosen befitting of the post.

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By Philip Abang

 

Believe

Verse 35. Believe

Believe

Believe..

“If you don’t believe in your work who else is going to believe in it?” _Milton Glaser.

Inspirational words from a graphic design icon and one of my favourite designers of all time; designer of the iconic ‘INY’ logo.

The saying applies to whatever work you do be it a designer, an illustrator, an artist, a blogger, musician, photographer, painter, writer, doctor, psychologist, nurse, etc.

If I didn’t believe that my posts could inspire myself and at least one person out there, I wouldn’t be posting at all.

Meanwhile, thank you for finding this post inspiring.

Believe in your work, simples!

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By Philip Abang

 

 

Being a writer

Dear ZedTears. Being a writer

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It was really inspiring reading ‘The Bitter Price’ by Cristian Mihai. It is an excellent read.

Cristian Mihai talks about the price of being a writer. Beneath every success there is an underlying sacrifice or pain that one encounters. Referencing Oprah as one very successful and one that tells you you can be just as great. Well, maybe you can or maybe not! This is the pain of a writer.

To have lean muscles one must sweat and burn calories. The physique you gain as a result may be admired by some and probably not by others. The writer might gain success and fame or the reverse is the case. But the writer writes because they enjoy writing.

“You write from the heart because you enjoy the pain of being a writer.” _Cristian Mihai.

I love quotes so I do my best to design and post some on my site using expressive typography. Some days I get a few thumbs up by those inspired by the message, some days not at all. But my love for quotes lingers on as quotes are expressed as words, and words are powerful.

Designing peoples words (what they have said) and occasionally sharing my thoughts on my blog gives me joy.

“Not money, not fame, not glory, not even a thank you” as Cristian has eluded to, will be a stumbling block for the joys in the pain of designing these words that inspire others on certain days.

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By Philip Abang

Kojo

Dear ZedTears. Kojo by Tambu Geeray

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So young Kojo ran as fast as his feeble legs could carry him. He knew he couldn’t outrun his pursuers but had to keep going.

Qotari’s voice echoed through the forest as though from a thousand sad choirs. “Run Kojo, run!”

He had just seen Qotari go down like a tree without roots. Was he dreaming?

“Shoot him, shoot his legs you fools”, he heard one of the men say.

What was happening? Who were these people and where have they emerged from? Would a lovely day turn bloody in split seconds? Was that the last he saw of Qotari?

Immersed in this sea of thoughts, he kept running and wouldn’t stop.

He was gasping for breath and in need of rest but the angry voices behind made it a luxury he couldn’t afford.

He would rather go down like a haunted endangered specie than see it coming…he thought with defiant finality.

The gunshots kept ringing behind him with bullets ricocheting against iroko trees all about. He heard a loud cry, more like a roar. That was the last he heard of Qotari, he knew.

“Shoot the kid! Don’t let him get away you bloody amateurs!”, he heard their leader yell out again.

Still buried in his thoughts while running, Kojo tripped on some undergrowth and went tumbling down a steep cliff into what turned out to be a cave.

Exhausted from the entire ordeal, he opened his eyes and looked around. A lion’s den, he thought. He was going to be devoured by whatever beast lived there, he realised helplessly.

There would be no rescue. He clenched his little fists in anguish and sobbed uncontrollably, convinced that it would end there.

Finally he opened his eyes facing the ceiling of the cave, he could only hear the angry voices of an angry lot. He gazed at all that lay around and above him, all he saw was sticky walls full of Spirogyra and stalactites.

Qotari was gone, he would follow sooner or later, vanished in a nightmare.

…The beginning…

_By Tambu Geeray

Tambu Geeray sent me a brief introduction to a book he is currently writing inspired by an African folklore. The story of Kojo, hailing from a tribe on the verge of extinction similar to a fictional documentary project I worked on about the life of Tora.

Worth checking out “Not Just a Pretty Face” also by Tambu GeerayGreat stuff!

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By Philip Abang
Credit: Tambu Geeray - Kojo