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STU. 60/60Curator's Note
Look long enough and the noise resolves into order: the whole field is built to read the same upside down. Anth Ezeokoye's training as an a…
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STU. 60/60Curator's Note
The molue at the front of this picture has mostly left Lagos roads, which is exactly why it belongs here. Anth Ezeokoye parks the old Merce…
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STU. 60/60Curator's Note
Before it was a square it was a racecourse, and the horses never left. Anth Ezeokoye puts the rearing horse statues at the centre of the gr…
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STU. 60/60Curator's Note
Of Toni Kuyinu's three royals, only the king keeps his eyes open, and he wears round wire glasses. A thoroughly modern young man, crowned w…
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STU. 60/60Curator's Note
The collar is the detail to find: wide, white and a little old-fashioned, worn with complete confidence. Ekundayo keeps her face in quick p…
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STU. 60/60Curator's Note
Most people see Makoko from the bridge. Anth Ezeokoye brings us down to the water, where a man poles his canoe and children ride beside him…
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STU. 60/60Curator's Note
Of all the Made in Lagos scenes, this one carries the most weight. Anth Ezeokoye honours the Lekki toll gate during EndSARS as a moment of …
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STU. 20/20Curator's Note
Àríké carries the name her family chose: meant to be spoiled on sight. Funmilayo Tejumola paints her as a young woman preparing for marriag…
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STU. 20/20Curator's Note
Nerome Borke gives her the darkest, calmest surface in the picture and rings it with gold. So everything restless happens around her and ne…
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STU. 20/20Curator's Note
Dayo made his old man for the elders he grew up around, the quiet ones who have seen a lot and carry it with dignity. White beard against a…
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COLL. 30/30Curator's Note
The building every Lagosian can draw from memory, its roof shaped like a general's cap, with a working crane standing beside it. Anth Ezeok…
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STU. 60/60Curator's Note
Her eyes are closed, and that changes everything. She is not surveying a court; she is somewhere inward, chin lifted, a queen with no need …
