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Hello world!
Its been a while since I last wrote on my blog(almost forgot I had it!)
Well so much and so little have happened since I last posted here. Basically, I’ve published 3 new books, 2 of which were alphabet and numbers books for kindergarden kids, while the 3rd is the first in my series of pocket books with the cover title “Paths to wisdom”. All the books are doing fine and have been well recieved. Currently working on the next books in the Paths to wisdom series as well as Volume 2 of my Nigerian folktales books.
The first in the pocket book series titled “The city that disappeared”
the second in progress titled “Lazy Lenka”
and there are more in the works!
Anyhoo, for the next 4 weeks, I’ll be doing a little bit of travelling, from Buzau, Aiud to Sibiu! Its more of a working vacation (except for Sibiu, which would hopefully be a chilled time).
Been in Bucharest too long, need to breathe a ‘different air’ so to say.
Will keep y’all posted! Cheers!
, it was great fun. It was the first time I had allowed myself to unwind in a very long time. that was when I realized that one of may main problems was that for some reason i had stopped going out and socializing so I did not have an outlet for my stress and worries! Well no more! the following weeke saw me at an even organized by an indian friend of mine at a place called Agra Palace. It was equally wonderful! the food was great the indian music in the back ground took me back to my childhood years
. I learnt that there is a community or group here with many romanians who are in with the indian culture, the groups is called ”Namaste India” pretty cool, i also witnessed that indian ‘tattoo painting thing” 
. Trust me its always a great thing to experience a different culture first hand.
I was just free to do whatever the heck I felt like and surprise! surprise! I created a piece of art that I really liked and at the same time, unclogged my creative fountain. I titled that painting “touches of yellow” and you can see it here or on my website. For some reason, I haven’t been able to upload pictures to my blog for a while but I think its fixed now.
The next day I looked around the neighbourhood I grew up and little had changed, but all the kids had grown up, I barely recognized them and when I went out for a walk everyone who saw me almost went nutts, “heyy chibuuu.. welcome o!” I feel i should mention here that back home, no one calls me Kingsley, in my area, I’m known only by my native name which is Chibuzor! Now my hood is in a part of Lagos called Ebute-Metta and my peeps from that hood were ready to tax me to death lol! Anyhow, Its all love!
I took a rather unusually long bus ride to Abuja, Nigeria’s capital city, to see my older Bro and get the new west African passport which was my main reason for coming home. Now i can’t begin to tell you guys how much things have changed both in Lagos and Abuja, but i was seriously impressed.
Abuja is such a beautiful place, I just couldn’t stop taking pictures.
If any of you out there is planning a trip to Abuja, I highly recommend it. Its own by a very respected friend (more like a god father to many) and I had a very enjoyable stay there. Now there is no way for me to describe Abuja so I wont even try. In total I spent 2 weeks in Nigeria, during which i made up for 5yrs with out solid Nigerian food, I was guzzling down all sorts from ‘eba to ‘amala’ to Bush-meat to suya plantain…etc… most of you out there will have no idea what I’m talking about and again 
there is no way to describe it but to me they were like manna from heaven! My tongue was on fire with each meal, the spice, it burnt, my eyes were red with tears, my nose ran my senses went insane… GOD I LOVED IT!!!!
ago.
I paid a visit to my the creative art dept of my Old University to see some friends and was pleased to see 2 of them had graduated and had even become lecturers in the University.
TEDx talk held in Cluj - Napoca, you can read more about that in the link below.
when I carried her, whe kept looking at me like i was gonna eat her up or something.
After a really dark, and gloomy period, i’m just grateful that the sun has finally started to shine on me a bit and I look forward to more rewarding days ahead. I’ve started preparing for my next major exhibition hopefully this summer, and from all indications, it might be the biggest i’ve ever had in Bucharest, but i guess I’ll just have to wait and see.
Neguțătorul îl lua si pe fiul sau cu el, care era entuziasmat de faptul ca in aceasta calatorie avea si un măgar. După ce se pregătiră de drum, atât tatăl cat si fiul se așezară pe măgar si porniră spre satul învecinat. 
pe măgar, astfel măgarul nu o sa care in spate atâta greutate iar oamenii nu vor crede ca suntem fara inima!”. Astfel neguțătorul o lua înainte in timp ce fiul sau calarea pe măgar un urma sa.
Cum ii vazura, femeile spuseră: „Ce om lipsit de orice sentiment este acesta. Oare cum poate sa călăreasca așa pe măgarul sau ca un rege in timp ce bietul sau fiu trebuie sa meargă tot drumul pe jos, asemenea nepăsare este de necrezut!” si cu aceasta, dădură cu toate din cap dezaprobator si se duseră pe drumul lor. Deja atât neguțătorul cat si fiul sau erau cat se poate de nelămuriți si nu știau ce sa mai facă. „Fiule!” spuse neguțătorul „atunci când am mers amândoi pe măgar, oamenii au spus ca suntem cruzi cu animalul, atunci când ai călărit tu iar eu am mers pe jos, ei credeau ca ești doar un fiu rău si rasfatat, iar când am călărit eu iar tu ai mers pe jos, eu sunt considerat un tata nepăsător. Cred ca lucrul cel mai bun pe care îl avem de făcut este sa îl căram pe măgar in spate, cel puțin in acest fel nu o sa mai supăram pe nimeni, si o sa para ca suntem buni cu animalul.” ceea ce si facura.
si după ce el si fiul sau se pregătiră pentru drumul de întoarcere, se urcară amândoi pe măgar si calarira liniștiți spre casa, pentru ca au inteles intr-un final faptul ca indiferent ce face sau cat de mult se străduiește un om, nu va reuși niciodată sa satisfacă pe toata lumea. 
to help make the journey less tiring and much quicker. The trader decided to take his son, who was excited they now had a donkey, with him on this trip. As they set out on their journey, both father and son sat on the donkey and proceeded on their journey to the next town.
A while later, they came across an elderly man, who saw them both and said, “By the spirits of my ancestors!! Children of these days have absolutely no respect for their parents! Look at this spoilt boy, riding on the donkey while his poor father is walking on foot. Such a disrespectful sight!” and with that, he hissed at them and walked away. The trader and his son over heard the old man which made them feel guilty again. “Father!” said the trader’s son, “I think that old man is right, maybe I should walk and you ride the donkey, this way people will not think I’m a bad son who does not respect his father.” So the son got off the donkey, while the trader got on the donkey and they continued their journey with the son leading the donkey while the father rode behind on the donkey.
The women saw them approaching and they said “What kind of inconsiderate man is this? How can he be riding his donkey like a king while his poor son has to walk all the way, such heartlessness is unbelievable!” With that, they all hissed and walked away. By now, the trader and his son were quite confused and didn’t know what to do. “My son!” said the trader, “when we both ride the donkey, people say we are cruel to the animal, when you ride and I walk, they think you are a bad and spoilt son, if I ride and you walk, I am an inconsiderate father. I think the best thing for us to do is to carry the donkey on our heads, at least this way we will not offend anyone and we can appear to be kind to the animal.” And this they did.
they both got on the donkey and rode peacefully home for they had finally realized and understood that no matter what one does or how hard one tries one can never please everyone.
I designed most of this book by myself, and trust me, just getting the cover right for printing almost drove me insane! Not to mention the intricate ‘dance’ involved in getting the page layouts to work, my friend Eugen handled that. And then there was the romanian translations, turns out that all characters had to have the what like to call the ” hat & Tails ” of the romanian alphabets before the texts could be considered worthy of being printed. I discovered that there are so many intricacies involved in making a book that i have considered myself schooled! Just like a lot of you out there, I cant wait to see the finished book too 
so you all can go see my works they and can buy one if the work speaks to you. In the next few months i intend to have a major exhibition featuring new works and I’ll let you all know when and where.
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