Customised this USB with resin pieces I made from another project for someone with visual impairment. My aim was to make it easy for them to locate it if misplaced and also to help them identify the contents on their USB. I made a couple of these USBs which they now use to listen to  music and audio books. To help them distinguish the contents on each USB, I attached a different-shaped resin piece to each USB. I then used a jump ring to attach the resin piece, so that if they mistakenly dropped the USB, they could hear the metal sound and know they've dropped it. It was a simple idea, but one that worked nicely for the user. Just goes to show, that you don't need a grand idea to solve a problem. By thinking of what is needed, you could help  create the solution that's required.

Mama, today I celebrate you. You taught me and all your loved ones how to smile when life is far from perfect. Because of you, we've learned to smile a little bit more. Knowing that no matter how trying life gets, it won't crumble us. Mama, we've all come to the realisation that you were the love of our lives because you showed us what it truly meant to love unconditionally. Happy birthday Mama! Your baby girl, Princess number 3 (Aka Kemi-kemeh).

Collecting books is a beautiful thing but organising them is quite another. Something I discovered as I decluttered my book space. Couldn't bring myself to get rid of my books so had to figure out a way to store them albeit temporarily. The result was a makeshift bookshelf I created for now untill I figure out how to properly store them later on.

Though I grew up in the city, I was fortunate to be raised in the green parts of the city. Something I didn’t fully appreciate until recent years. Being able to playfully climb up and down the trees that surrounded my childhood home. Or energetically jump up and down, with a broken tree branch in hand, hoping to knock down an avocado fruit from the avocado tree in front of my home. Or watching my neighbour pluck palm kernels from the palm tree in our compound to make some palm oil. Or dashing round my next door neighbour's compound, to pick up the African Star Apples that littered the floor with my friends. Whilst turning our dresses into temporary Kangaroo pouches to hold our fruits in place.

Behind our home was a luscious green space that my family turned into a a seasonal farm. My siblings and I would take turns to tend to the farm and would spend time making ridges with our hoes so we could plant fresh crops. These were almost forgotten memories until my recent walk through a local community park, where I saw some colourful Euchinacea plants.

Since these flowery plants are known to have traditional medicinal properties, seeing them planted across the park, made me think they didn't grow there by chance. Out of curiosity, I decided to look it up and discovered it was indeed a local community based project. A project initiated by the local garden shop situated near the park. Their sole aim was to create an awareness of the healing properties of Euchinacea plants for passerbys like myself to glimpse. Seeing the Echinacea plants in full bloom, took me back to my childhood years. When we grew crops for a purpose and shared our harvests with friends, loved ones and those in our communities. Just like the local garden shop was doing here. As they chose to share their knowledge of Echinacea plants for the community to benefit from it. I just found it interesting that a simple walk in the park could send me back to my childhood years.

And speaking of my childhood years, I went searching for my childhood home not so long ago,  to see if it retained its charm as my family no longer reside there. Sad to say, that when I got there I couldn’t recognise the place. The community spirit had long varnished, along with any evidence of the childhood memories that I once shared there. All the homes of my childhood friends had also varnished. They were now replaced with ill-planned corporate buildings that were a sorry sight to see. Oddly enough, there were only two buildings left standing from my childhood years and one of them was my childhood home. It wasn’t as I remembered it, as the building looked ramshackled and was in dire need of a fresh coat of paint.

Guess that’s why they say, nothing lasts forever. The memories from my childhood years, will forever remind me, to cherish every moment that life will bring my way. Because tomorrow is truly promised to no one and I hope wherever life takes me, I can take those memeories with me.

Standing in front of my childhood home. How times have changed!

The colourful Echinacea plants I saw on my walk through a local community park.

It’s amazing how a fresh coat of paint can freshen-up tired looking walls and give them a new lease of life!

Still exploring the theme of flowcation...this time, looking at the journey of life...

Who needs a holiday when you’ve got flowcation. This was the best way I could describe this moment that was a cross between having a wanderlust and a vacation. It took all but a couple of hours, but it was all I needed to press pause on the hustling and refresh my mind…It’s always the little things…

Whether you want to decorate plain gift wrappers or make book covers, end papers or even print on fabric, this simple block printing technique would work beautifully. I drew a simple design on a rubber (or eraser), cut out the bits I didn't want to print and the the part left was what I inked-up and printed on paper. It's simple but cost effective!

Nothing says playful art like this fun street mural. It's vibrant and lively. This piece, having just  just two colours, shows that sometimes, less is very much more!