okanemi, 2026

 
 

What We Carry

To those who survive and remain alive, may we become our ancestors’ wildest dreams.

joy of a black boy

Even when the world casts darkness around us, there’s still light and joy in the little black boy.

ancestral adage

An ancestral voice takes form, its wisdom held in clay. This work was inspired by an elder that would frequently visit me in my dreams.

Becoming

A moment to read the world

We were never just one, Souls of the aboriginal

Reach one, teach one

The Weight of Ascension

beauty is the reflection of art