Honour the Mosquitoes

Friday, May 03, 2013 - 23:52, by Nana Kofi Acquah
I love mosquitoes. Especially, the female anopheles. I think we need to replace the eagles on our national coat of arms with mosquitoes.  If your grandfather fought for independence or died trying, forgive me. I am not trivialising their sacrifice but if you will be honest, you know them white folk were more afraid of  dying from Malaria than they were of our catapults and talismans. 
But Malaria isn’t really what’s on my mind at this moment. It is Buruli ulcer. Why? Today, I went to visit Billy. A truly amazing Scottish man who works with orphans in Prampram. Health workers came… ( Read on! )

Small, Small, man dey grow O

Wednesday, April 24, 2013 - 03:16, by Nana Kofi Acquah
Today, I turned 37. A part of my brain says “In only 13 years, you will be 50”. The other side says: “You are not 73, you are 37”. Fortunately, I always saw the old people in my life age beautifully but it is just dawning on me that may be, just may be… ageing beautifully is a choice they made.
I have a friend who is currently educating me on facebook about why I don’t look like a Taurus but rather like an Aries. Whatever these things mean. Do people really believe in those things? Do you? If I became every animal that symbolised me, I’d be what you get in the lab when you… ( Read on! )

My New Life

Sunday, April 07, 2013 - 05:31, by Nana Kofi Acquah
(All pictures in this post were taken with the iPhone)

A couple of years ago, right on this blog, I wrote about how I had been duped by a priest who sold me land he didn’t have the right to.  At the end of the day, after much prayer, phone calls, begging for my money, getting a lawyer on his case and finally threatening to ruin his reputation in the press, I managed to squeeze out of him 50% of the money I paid for the land, which in actual fact was just about 30% of the money I had spent in acquiring the land, walling it, etc. It was a tough time in my life. 
Venting online got me… ( Read on! )

Life is like a Market Place

Thursday, March 28, 2013 - 09:17, by Nana Kofi Acquah
Yours sincerely won the Best Photography Blog last Saturday at Blogcamp13 in Accra. It was a humbling experience. Thank you for your votes and support over the years. I have decided to respond more actively to conversations and comments on this blog. Let’s see if we can make it come alive more. I will need your help to make this work :)
Today, I want to share two colourful photographs with you :). Yes, I am back to my colourful self. The first one is of the band OY. Lovely band. It was really a pleasure meeting and photographing them… but what even excited me more is one of their… ( Read on! )

When you see Water...

Saturday, March 16, 2013 - 19:21, by Nana Kofi Acquah
In my culture when a child is born, the mother and child stay indoors for 7 days, away from the evil, pyring eyes that fill the air, walk the paths and peep through the neighbours' windows. On the eighth day, if the child has not died, then it is believed it has come to stay. It must be welcomed. An out-dooring ceremony is organised by the child's father. On this day, the father stays indoors with the child and wife until an elder welcomes all the guests and witnesses with an announcement: 
"Kofi {insert whatever name you prefer} and his wife went indoors. When they were going, they were… ( Read on! )

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Nana Kofi Acquah

Nana Kofi Acquah

Kafi was born two hundred metres away from São Jorge da Mina, the first slave castle built in tropical Africa. (Read on!)His grandmother had a pub where wayfarers, fishermen, their wives, officers and anybody who had trouble or was looking for a little happiness would come, buy tots of the local gin, “akpeteshie” and start pouring their souls out. He would crawl under tables, eaves dropping and soaking it all in. When he got bored listening to them, he’d run to the beach, sleep in a docked canoe, play soccer with his friends, catch crabs or help some fishermen pull in their catch of the day. He has always loved good storytelling. He got a degree in English from the University of Cape Coast and has been working as a Radio Presenter, journalist and in advertising before deciding to pursue photography full time. He owns a well equipped studio in the heart of Accra but most of his photography is done on location. He mainly focuses on Africa and so far has shot (still photography and directing and producing video) for corporates, NGOs and magazines in Angola, Nigeria, Mali, Senegal, Gambia, Cote D’Ivoire, Liberia, and Ghana. His work has been exhibited in Europe, Africa and America.

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