Afeez Mudashiru Akinlade, an indigene of Aleshinloye compound, Iseyin in Oyo state Nigeria. A graduate of Yaba college of technology studied painting. Afeez reflects on his humble beginings growing up. Nurtured and groomed in Apapa Ajegunle, Afeez. acclimatise with the by bundle of talented arts abound in that area the completion of his secondary school years in 1998, saw him...
Afeez Mudashiru Akinlade, an indigene of Aleshinloye compound, Iseyin in Oyo state Nigeria. A graduate of Yaba college of technology studied painting.
Afeez reflects on his humble beginings growing up. Nurtured and groomed in Apapa Ajegunle, Afeez. acclimatise with the by bundle of talented arts abound in that area the completion of his secondary school years in 1998, saw him developing his flair for painting under the tutelage of Mr Seth Ikusika. He remain with him for some years before disengaging to study arts in Yaba college of technology.
Afeez has involved him self with countless group exhibitions both at home and in the diaspora.
Afeez Akinlade
Three boys, barefoot and free, move through a world of grey with laughter in their limbs. Their shorts and biscuits glow in colour simple things that carry delight. The Colour of Joy captures childhood in its rawest form: when happiness needs no permission, and the smallest treats feel like treasure. In this monochrome world, their spirit paints its own brightness.
Afeez Akinlade
In a still world of grey, she stands with one leg on the basement, body grounded, presence strong. Behind her, Keke's rest, silent witnesses to the city's hum. Her wrapper, vivid and alive, shares its color with the waiting keke's linking woman and vehicle, journey and survival. Same Road, Same Rhythm speaks of motion even in stillness, and how the everyday becomes a quiet dance between identity, hustle, and place.
Afeez Akinlade
She sits in stillness, rendered in soft monochrome-timeless, unnoticed by the rush around her. But in her hands, the bole and fish glow with colour smoky golds and deep browns, hot with life. Fire in Her Hands celebrates the quiet pride of a street vendor, where the soul of survival isn't loud, but it burns brightly. The food tells the story. She makes it unforgettable.
