a well need Soul Train GIF action.
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Photo from Dr. Martin Luther King’s memorial service, 1968, displayed at the Muhammad Ali Center, Louisville, KY.
The Supremes.
The Supremes at Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.’s memorial service in 1968.
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nyargoro STRIKES again.
Africa has it some good-looking tribes, my two favorites are the Wodaabe from Niger, and the Masaai from Kenya.
The Wodaabe girl carrying water was just for funsies, and the Masaai warrior sketch was an initial idea for a hunter character for a storyboarding project based on Aesop’s fable: ‘The Ant and the Dove’.
HAPPY AFRICA DAY!
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“Msusi“Another favorite of mine from Naddya ( nyargoro)
“Concept sketch for an animation I’m working on called ‘Msusi’ about going to the salon in Nairobi “
My Grandfather dapper since since…..3rd from L.
Legislative Council meeting in Dar es Salaam (1961) featuring RS Wahbura, LN Shaona, Paul Bomani, Vice President Rashidi Kawawa, George Kahama, Amir Jamal
Meet the Afropolitans! If you are in NYC come FEB 13th..come check me out!…I am nervous but oh well..can’t be that bad right? say you will be there?
A brief documentary glimpse into the extraordinary life and mind of living comedy legend, passionate social activist, world famous nutritionist, and American pioneer, DICK GREGORY. Told through an assortment of interviews and found footage.
Om Kalthoum
They told me again about you… they reminded me
They awoke the fire of love in my heart and in my eyes
The past returned to me with its sweetness, its richness, it’s sweetness, its torture, its offense
And I remembered I was so happy with you
And I also remembered, my soul, why we are far from each other
After I believed that I could forget… after my heart could forget you and grieve
So much as a whisper and they changed me… why were they reminding me?
After I was returned to your farness was forced upon me
After I forgot the hope and wishes, and desires
Two words came… and my patience left me
They awoke in my eye nostalgia for your smile
They awoke my ears wanting to heart you say just one word
And my heart began melting me… melting me with its sighs
And the night began… began lasting longer than its hours
And I stay awake listening to the pulse of my heart calling me
My soul is in you no matter what happens… my soul is in you
What does the world equal when you are not with me…
It remains the world only with you
That which passed with you, my soul, I return to
And that which I lived with you I am reliving
They told me again about you
After all my depravation from you
They injured the injury that was close to remaining a memory
They kept me awake living for tomorrow… I live for tomorrow and the day after
I live for tomorrow and the day after
Oh my life I am confused, on fire and jealous
And my desire for you… I run flee from my self torment, my soul relaxes in your hands
And the animosity, and you and the nights of history of every country… countries that don’t matter to your heart
And that which is inside the heart was in his heart
We went and changed… except for him
It is the same love and more
It is the same love and more
It is the same love and more
Oh my darling
Oh my darling
My life is impossible far from you
Oh my darling
Life is is only a few days
Why have we lost our years to abandonment and animosity
While we are able to create a beautiful world
Why, why, why
Why have we lost our years to abandonment and animosity
While we are able to create a beautiful world
With the loving and the heart
Our live is renewed with affection and love replaces our sighs
And that which is coming we will live more sweetly than that which passed
The moon will be brighter from our joy
And the stars will be more visible and beautiful to us
And trees will be greener before the spring
And that which passed we will forget, and we will forget all of the bad
Let’s make up time with days of travel
The life wihtout our meeting is no life
And we will not live, my soul, twice
How do they remind me, You’re he who I forgot
Why are you closer to me?
Oh my bliss… even when you are far from me or with me
The days end
And we finish are days… and your love is forever
Forever, forever, it has no end, it has no end
Your love has no end, it has no end
I AM in love with this! Work by the talented homie Naddya Oluoch-Olunya
(Source: nyargoro)
“Kila Kitu” Vintage Afro Sheen ad
What a glorious cover of Tunnels by Meklit Hadero and Quinn
@brotha_onaci’s Sonic Diaspora is coming to Elena’s Soul (4912 Baltimore Ave) in W. Philly! Get your dancin’ shoes ready. #westphilly #afrobeat #afrohouse #reggae
I will so be there!
Olaf Hajek
Olaf Hajek is one of the world’s most successful illustrators. His colorful work is infused with a folkloristic naivety and freshness and can be seen in publications such as The New York Times, in advertisements for companies such as Bacardi and even on postage stamps. Despite the diversity of his clientele, Hajek makes no aesthetic compromises. His characteristic style of “magic realism” is what makes his work appealing to a broad audience and range of clients
