Showing posts with label Victor Ehikhamenor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Victor Ehikhamenor. Show all posts

Friday, 29 March 2013

Excuse Us London



Victor Ehikhamenor is no stranger to the GCLF blog. He was been featured here and here

The Event
Ehikhamenor and Nkem Ivara will read to a UK public reading from their new books and conversations on African writing and publishing. Ehikhamenor will be reading from his bestselling nonfiction book Excuse Me, and Nkem Ivara will read from her romance novel e-book Closer than a Brother. The event will be held on 6 April, 2013 and is to be moderated by writer Ike Anya, with conversations led by literary critic Ikhide Ikheloa.

Inua Ellams, a word and graphic artist, will animate the event with his poetry performance, described as work of “deeply original beauty.” Ellams is an acclaimed performance poet, who has appeared at events organized by the BBC, Tate Modern, British Museum, The Royal Opera House, amongst others.

Time: 2.00pm and 5.30pm

Venue: Africa Centre, 38 King Street, Covent Garden London, WC2E 8JT United Kingdom.

For more information, please write ei@vgconcepts.com. You can also call 08060050835 or +44 (0) 20 7836 1973. The Twitter hashtag for the event is #ExcuseUsLondon. Details about the live-streaming of the event and general updates can be found on the ‘Excuse Us London’ event page on Facebook


Their Works
Ehikhamenor’s nonfiction book Excuse Me! (Parresia Publishers, 2012) is a collection of humorous essays and keen observations about being Nigerian by Victor Ehikhamenor. Touching on politics, love, immigration, as well as other broad subjects, the book successfully weaves a satirical narrative around contemporary African experience. He has been featured on the BBC and CCTV.

Nkem Ivara’s Closer than a Brother (Whispers Publishing, 2013) is a contemporary Nigerian romance novel.

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Friday, 8 March 2013

Artmosphere in March



What does fiction, fictiveness and literature hope to achieve in the social, political and cultural landscape of a nation? This will be the crux of our discourse in this edition. There will also be poetry, spoken word and music presentations from a long list of emerging voices.


Conversations will play host a crème of writers: 

Victor Ehikhamenor, visual artist, creative communicator and author of Excuse Me
Emmanuel Iduma, literary and technology radical and author of Farad.
Emmanuel Uweru Okoh, author of celebrated debut poetry collection, Gardens and Caves.
Kayode Taiwo Olla, author of debut novel, Sprouting Again


The March edition of Artmosphere tagged “Conversations” holds on Saturday, March 16, 2013.

Venue: NuStreams Conference and Culture Centre, KM 110 Abeokuta road, off Alalubosa G.R.A., Ibadan.

Time: 3pm to 6pm

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Monday, 17 December 2012

#Excuse Me: Writing Competition

Write and win a Victor Ehikhamenor artwork. Really easy. More instructions on the poster! Good luck!!



Friday, 14 December 2012

#Excuse Me: An Excerpt

I Want a Private Jet, So Help Me God!

Yes, the title of this week’s piece is not a mistake, and if by the time it is published my editor has changed the headline, the two of us will put our legs in one trouser.

Flying Aero Contractors to Benin City last Friday has temporarily cured me of rolling my eyes at our president, mega-pastors and Governor Amaechi of Rivers State from buying pimped-out private jets...

Ahem, as I was saying, last Friday I decided to pay a weekend visit to Benin where our Comrade Governor Oshiomole is on the other side of the labour fence now...I boarded the plane and flying makes me queasy like I was doing mental arithmetic in front of my headmaster, Mr. Akwa Duru. God bless his departed soul. But to reduce my tension, I decided to dream of the ogbono soup and pounded yam my uncle's wife had promised me once I landed. As I was salivating on the thought of eating dry fish, the plane started shaking. Brothers and sisters, it takes only a small bump for my palms to start flooding like Lekki palms during rainy season. I kept telling myself—calm down, it is only a thirty-minute journey. Little did I know we were in for a three-hour ride, it was as if the flight path had suddenly become the Benin-Ore road.

The pilot commanded us to fasten our seat belts and ordered the air hostess to stop all activities. When air hostesses are ordered to sit down, it cannot possibly be Owambe situation. "Ladies and gentlemen, we have some planes ahead of us trying to land in Benin as soon as they do, we too can land. Enjoy the free ride till we are able to land." Haw-haw-haw, very funny. It was obviously a Comedy Central situation for the pilot—and a hellish ride for the passengers. 

For what seemed like an eternity, the pilot didn’t speak to us. At one point, we were so close to landing that I saw rooftops and the erosion gullies of Benin. But within seconds the pilot put the plane on gear five and went back into the clouds. Suddenly, another forceful vibration started. It was time for me to start forgiving all my real and imagined enemies and cancelling debts. Before I knew it, two women in the seat in front of mine jumpstarted a full gospel ministry. As the plane danced, one of the women, a Pastor Woman, fired on strong prayers—on how God had promised His children power over untimely death! Meanwhile, I was struggling to find words from the Bible besides “Peace, be still” which was what Jesus Christ commanded the turbulent sea when the boat carrying him and his disciples started misbehaving. Mind you when you are facing turbulence in the air, there are certain words you just don't want to include in prayer, for example, no “Die! Die! Die!”

After what seemed like forever and with the impromptu church service still in full swing, the pilot finally said we were returning to Lagos because we couldn’t land. Now Pastor Woman and the congregation did not see any need for praying in regular English anymore, all communications with our Creator was now rendered in tongues. Pastor Woman clenched and unclenched her hands, stabbing the air, and if not for the pilot's warning about wearing seat belts, she would have gotten up and started distributing holy spirits freely. At this point, my prayers became audible. The pilot didn’t update us again while we were worshiping and binding the devil and the plane was doing Bonsue Fuji! A gentleman begged profusely to use the toilet; gasps and moans were heard for every violent shake the plane did. I had already sweated out all my bodily fluids through my palms!

To cut short story long, we landed safely and the passengers erupted in high praise and worship songs like we were having a child dedication. The pilot asked us to disembark so they could refuel because there were “no emergency services to watch over the plane while it was being refuelled with passengers inside.” Hmmm. He said he was going back to Benin. Me? I ran out of the plane and bade him safe journey.

Why do I want a private jet when I am not the president or the governor of any state or pastor of any church? Because the Aero pilot did not communicate enough to either calm our fears or let us know what the deal was. His two updates during a three hour ordeal were enough. So, in my private jet, I want to have access to the cockpit and lay hands on my pilot if need be. If you are reading this and the Lord has touched your heart, buy me a Canadian-made Bombardier Global Express XRS. Remember God loves a cheerful giver, which is why God loves hardworking Nigerians who cannot afford Okada ride yet keep giving planes and jets to their various governmental and religious leaders! - EXCUSE ME!

Victor Ehikhamenor is an internationally known visual artist and writer. He received his BA in English and Literary Studies from Ambrose Alli University. He holds a Masters degree in Technology Management, as well as MFA in Creative Writing from the University of Maryland, USA. Widely exhibited at home and abroad, Ehikhamenor is a regular contributor to magazines and journals on social issues. He has won awards for his works; these include the 2008 Leon Forest Scholar Fiction Award and a Breadloaf Scholarship. He served as NEXT Newspaper’s first Creative Director and maintained a weekly column in the paper which forms the bedrock of this new book. He manages his own creative and strategic communication company, VEE Global Concepts.  Excuse Me, his first book was published by Parresia Publishers. For copies, please call Femi Morgan for Roving Heights on 08181880536 or Servio Gbadamosi for WriteHouse on 08053164359 or a Parrésia rep on 08087304400. 

Thursday, 13 December 2012

Reading List: Victor Ehikhamenor

This Is How You Lose Her by Junot Diaz 
This book is really funny; it deals with the entanglements that beset love and its practitioners. I like it because of the use of "vernacular" Spanish without apology. Diaz is from the Dominican Republic and he spiced up the book, the way a Nigerian author would with Pidgin English or even his/her first language, be it Igbo, Yoruba or Esan.

Even The Dogs by Jon McGregor
The author experimented with language, and succeeded. It inspired one of my new stories, "Look Alike", the language is beautifully woven, poetic and tells a very painful story of homeless junky friends and what they went through when one of them died. 

One Day I Will Write About This Place by Binyavanga Wainaina
It is one of those few creative non-fiction memoir that rides the delicate line of reality and fiction. I love what he has done with the his story in the book. 

An Elegy for Easterly by Petina Gappah 
I just went to re-read one story in there that cracks me up, it is called 'The Mupandawa Dancing Champion". I love funny stories, and Gappah  handles humour very well in her writing. But the story is also quite sad at the end.

Why We Struck: The Story of the First Nigerian Coup by Adewale Ademoyega
I have had the book since 1989. I am re-reading some parts of it after reading Achebe's new book. Ademoyega, one of the surviving few of the first coup and the Civil War helps put some things in perspective for me. You will be shocked at what he has to say about Ojukwu and Gowon and the way they both handle dthe war. It should be read as an accompaniment to Achebe's There Was A Country, to see if there was really ever a country.

Victor Ehikhamenor is an internationally known visual artist and writer. He received his BA in English and Literary Studies from Ambrose Alli University. He holds a Masters degree in Technology Management, as well as MFA in Creative Writing from the University of Maryland, USA. Widely exhibited at home and abroad, Ehikhamenor is a regular contributor to magazines and journals on social issues. He has won awards for his works; these include the 2008 Leon Forest Scholar Fiction Award and a Breadloaf Scholarship. He served as NEXT Newspaper’s first Creative Director and maintained a weekly column in the paper which forms the bedrock of this new book. He manages his own creative and strategic communication company, VEE Global Concepts. His latest book Excuse Me was published by Parresia Publishers. 

Tuesday, 11 December 2012

#Excuse Me


When a Nigerian says excuse me, he is trying to get someone's attention. He needs to be heard, and urgently too. It does not matter whether it is polite or followed by a long hiss; there is usually a reaction. "Excuse Me!" is a phrase that cuts across all boundaries; it is one that every Nigerian understands. 

Maybe that is why Victor Ehikhamenor chose the common Nigerian phrase, to catch our attention, to urge us to listen and to watch our reaction. Excuse Me! is a collection of essays that refuse to be categorized; they are funny and thought provoking essays; they draw our attention to see ourselves through the mirror of words. The book pokes us on the shoulder some times; at other times, it laughs in our face; and at other times it just calls us to look at ourselves, as a people, warts and all.

Excuse Me! let me introduce Ehikhamenor, the author, to you.  
Victor Ehikhamenor is an internationally known visual artist and writer. He received his BA in English and Literary Studies from Ambrose Alli University. He holds a Masters degree in Technology Management, as well as MFA in Creative Writing from the University of Maryland, USA. Widely exhibited at home and abroad, Ehikhamenor is a regular contributor to magazines and journals on social issues. He has won awards for his works; these include the 2008 Leon Forest Scholar Fiction Award and a Breadloaf Scholarship. He served as NEXT Newspaper’s first Creative Director and maintained a weekly column in the paper which forms the bedrock of this new book. He manages his own creative and strategic communication company, VEE Global Concepts. 

These skills – this creativity – are fused in Excuse Me! as words and art dance on pages to reach readers. Published by Parrésia Publishers Ltd and subtitled “One Nigerian’s funny outsized reality”, Ehikhamenor uses his skill for deft satire and incisive logic to paint a compelling picture of Nigeria, better than any of his famous artwork has succeeded in doing in the past. Each essay is not longer than 900-words, making for an easy yet comprehensive dissection of issues.

Excuse Me! was released on November 30th, 2012 and early praise has already come in from such people as Pius Adesanmi, Ikhide Ikheloa, Amma Ogan and ace comedian, Ali Baba, who has known Victor’s creative “madness” as a schoolmate and friend at Ambrose Ali University, Ekpoma. There will be a public release of the book in the second week of January, 2012 at an event in Lagos to welcome this collector’s item to Nigeria’s bookshelves.

#ExcuseMe, if you would like a copy of any new Parresia title: Excuse Me by Victor Ehikhamenor, Oil on Water by Helon Habila and Bofak by Tanimu Sule Lagi or any other Parrésia books, please call Femi Morgan for Roving Heights on 08181880536 or Servio Gbadamosi for WriteHouse on 08053164359 or a Parrésia rep on 08087304400 or send a mail to orders@parresiapublishers.com 

Monday, 26 November 2012

Excuse Us: A Book Reading


Almost on a daily basis, we experience and hear about unbelievable occurrences, most of which are thought  possible only in Nigeria. We react in different ways. Some take refuge in a pub, where they analyse it all; others take to arguments at newspaper stands; a mass voice out on social media. A statement that is often thrown around is ‘Excuse ME!’ ‘Excuse Me!’ is of course the title of Victor Ehikhamenor’s soon-to-be-released book.

Parresia Publishers invites you to EXCUSE US!, an evening with Victor Ehikhamenor, author of ‘Excuse ME!’, and Emmanuel Iduma, author of ‘Farad’, to hold at 4pm on Saturday, December 1, 2012, at Patabah Bookstore, Shoprite, Adeniran Ogunsanya Street, Surulere, Lagos.

About the writers and their books
Victor Ehikhamenor is an internationally known visual artist and writer, born in Udomi-Uwessan, Edo State, Nigeria, and received his BA in English and Literary Studies from Ambrose Alli University. He holds a masters degree in Technology Management and MFA in Creative Writing from the University of Maryland, USA. Widely exhibited at home and abroad and avidly collected the world over, Ehikhamenor has also been a regular contributor to magazines and journals on literary and social matters since the early 90’s, as well as a fiction writer. He won the 2008 Leon Forest Scholar Fiction Award, and a Breadloaf Scholarship which he turned down to join Nigeria’s NEXT newspaper, owned by Pulitzer winning journalist, Dele Olojede in 2008. He served as NEXT’s first Creative Director and maintained a weekly column in the paper which has formed the bedrock of his new book. He also briefly served as the CEO and Editor-in-Chief at Daily Times, before leaving to start his own creative and strategic communication company, VEE Global Concepts. 

About EXCUSE ME!
“The man is a true Nigerian hero. And if you won’t take my word for it, fine. Read the harvest of his essays gathered here and see for yourself why I, like many, many others, rave about this young man.” – Professor Okey Ndibe, one of Nigeria’s most outspoken intellectuals, in his introduction to the book. 

Excuse Me! is a collection of sixty-three short essays carefully selected from the very best of Ehikhamenor’s weekly article of the same name in various newspapers, chief among them NEXT, in the two years that the paper and it’s online version www.234next.com defined the pinnacle of Nigerian journalism. It contains such satirical pieces as the jaw-breaking ‘Igodomigodo Must Not Comatose’ to irony-laden ones like ‘My Vote is for Sale.’ Deliriously funny pieces like ‘Midlife Crisis and Honest Visa Application’ are together with ‘I Want a Private Jet, So Help Me God’ and ‘The Iya Eba of Berkeley Street.’ Excuse Me! is Ehikhamenor, the artist, at his best with words. 

About Emmanuel Iduma
Emmanuel Iduma is the author of critically acclaimed novella, ‘Farad.’ He works mainly as a writer of fiction, nonfiction and poetry, and has won awards and received recognition in each genre. Emmanuel is the co-founder of Iroko Publishing, which has been publishing Saraba, an electronic magazine since February 2009. He is working on a second novel. 

Farad is reminiscent of Plutarch’s Parallel Lives, Farad eases to a climax when key characters from individual stories become participants in a conflict at a University Chapel—a conflict in which the nature of power is tested. Farad is an assemblage of fresh narratives woven around simple questions and open-ended complexities. It is, ultimately, a story of love and essence.

This event is a ‘must-not-miss.’ Remember:

Venue: Patabah Bookstore, Shoprite, Adeniran Ogunsanya, Surulere, Lagos
Date: December 1, 2012.
Time: 4PM.

Sunday, 1 July 2012

Emmanuel Iduma: The Parameters of Longing

Art by Victor Ehikhamenor
I will argue for a new literary order.

Suppose we call this ‘neo-literariness’, for want of a better word, and because in hyphenation a word acquires two identities. So, neo-literariness is the word to use for a generation of writers and enthusiasts who function despite institutional lapses, and whose artistic engagement thrives of new ways of being, especially web-technology.

I will explain with a few examples.

In 2009, Dami Ajayi and myself began publishing Saraba Magazine, which to date has published 11 issues of PDF magazines, 5 poetry chapbooks and 2 sub-issues. We have, so far, received no grant, or made no profit, but we have published up to 120 writers from 5 continents. How do we manage to do this? When I am working on any new issue of Saraba, I wonder how these far-flung writers get to hear about our work. And this is more surprising because we have clearly defined our Nigerian and African sensibility. The answer is not far-fetched; something about how literature is exchanged is changing.

I think that the change that is happening is happening for two reasons – ease of accessibility and ambitiousness. The first is easy to explain. I pay about one thousand five hundred naira for weekly internet subscription. My subscription is 20 hours with a validity period of one week. I live in Lagos, which means I get 3G easily. If I lived in Umuahia, where I recently visited, I will barely struggle with EDGE. So although I know that there are exceptions, and not everyone is as privileged as I am, I understand that there increasing numbers of Nigerians on the web explains ease of accessibility, that at least, people find ways to do what they have to do online. And wasn’t it Gbenga Sesan who retweeted that Nigeria had the fourth largest internet users on earth?

But ambitiousness as an indicator of neo-literariness is a different matter. It means that our literature is changing because writers and literary enthusiasts are finding their voice on the internet, as literal as that sounds. It means that writing aside the internet, in this generation, is a failed endeavour. Even my most secluded of friends, Ayobami, has a blog. There has to be, I repeat, something happening for you online. There’s a plethora of Facebook groups, blogs, websites, that attest to a multifarious ambitiousness.

Because the first place a writer gets published, at least in my generation, at least most writers, is on a website. There are indications that more and more lit-websites will be hosted in the coming years, as we lack the structure in Africa for print journals. Saraba, although named as one of top African lit-mags, is yet to publish a print edition, if we ever will. I dare to mention the importance of this although we have equally seen how dangerous this could be – with the ease of accessibility people tend to pose as ‘critics’ without knowing the meaning of the word, or the art, the speculative erudition required. For the danger of our neo-literariness is the spontaneousness with which we can write – a tweet, a post, a comment, even before we have thought out our stance.

The other thing to point out is that the web is changing our interaction with our literariness. As I am taking examples from personal efforts and commitments, consider the work we are doing in 3bute. We are currently adapting the stories shortlisted for the Caine Prize this year. As is noted on our website, 3bute is an online anthology devoted to the contexts often missing when African stories are reported. Our mash-up platform lets artists collaborate with writers on 3-page visualizations of their stories and journalism. 3bute’s mashable surface lets everyone add their voice to the story by submitting relevant links to any context/ media content they can find on the web. 3bute pages can also be embedded all over the web, and the context everyone has added to the page goes along with it. In other words, 3bute is a social, accessible and sustainable way of distributing African stories, along with much needed context, around the web.

Imagine a redefinition of the way words intersect with imagery. The pre- neo-literariness era would not have allowed us to do this. More than ever, our generation of artists are finding ways to re-imagine how several art forms can be anthologized. I think of how words can merge with photographs and videos in one surface – how to read is to see, and thus to feel. Because our primary duty as writers, I believe, is to create a world that evokes feeling. We might achieve this through a novel, a story, a blogpost. But who says we cannot achieve this through a mash-up that allows other art-forms to interact with what is being written? There is the argument, although I do not totally buy it, that asserts that in the wake of social media came short attention spans. That this results in the necessity to keep the text shorter, to understand that more people are off the text, so to speak. The only sense this argument makes to me is the need to provide an audience with alternative ways of seeing, alternative ways of presenting a narrative.

Emmanuel Iduma
The third, and final point which I need to make about neo-literariness is emergence of artist-administrators. Although I take a cue from other art forms – inspired by the examples of Segun Adefila, Victor Ehikhamenor, Emeka Okereke, etc – I am particularly drawn to the work of writers who are engaged in creating literary structures. Nowhere is this more aptly demonstrated on the continent as in the grandeur of Kwani? which was founded by Binyavanga Wainaina. Perhaps the only writer on the continent whose Prize-winning-prestige/influence was redirected at others; and not on a seasonal basis, on a workshop-basis, but on an all-time basis.

Yet, the pattern is changing. There are emerging writers are not waiting for prize-prestige before creating a platform that projects the ambitions of others. Those like my friend Richard Ali (Sentinel Nigeria; Parresia), or Dzekashu McViban (Bakwa Magazine), Myne Whitman (Naija Stories), Tolu Oloruntoba (Klorofyl), Ayodele Olofintuade (Laipo), Morgan Oluwafemi (Artmosphere) and Temitayo Olofinlua (Bookaholic Blog). I should equally mention enthusiasts – Azafi Omoluabi-Ogosi (Parresia), Dotun Eyinade (Pulpfaction BookClub).

As such the lesson we are learning is that our neo-literariness is predicated on systems that confer ambitiousness upon the ambitions of our fellows – systems that are not necessarily founded because we are established, but because we are fixed on parameters of longing. If I have failed to mention any new literary system here, it is not because it does not exist, but because contrary to what I would ordinarily believe, hope is the new heroin – and more and more artists are attempting the needful.

More and more artists are attempting the needful.

Emmanuel Iduma obtained a degree in Law from Obafemi Awolowo University, Ile-Ife. His interests range widely, including web technology, digital art, visual art, and creative writing. He is the co-founder of Iroko Publishing, which has published Saraba as an electronic magazine since February 2009. He is currently the editor of 3bute.com, an online mashable anthology of African modernity. He participated in the Invisible Borders Trans-African Photography Initiative, a road trip from Lagos to Ethiopia. His novel, Farad, is published by Parresia Books. He is working on a second novel.