Ghana
In the middle of the old Jamestown,the old colonial Accra A green house stands in the guise of a Seaview Hotel A flaky deco to peddle a club, a bar with rooms and a beer outlet The obituaries posted on the wall in the local manner A reminder of our swift passage in this world […]
Every man is king in his own castle Happiness is not an incontrovertible rule We find sunshine in our own sunny spots Ghana was once called the gold coast A name that betrayed the purpose of the colons Before then, it was a powerful empire in its own name Photo Hugh Ardoin Africa by Any […]
Roadside businesses and family affairs in African cities This is the laundry day where the cleaning takes place manually A natural machine that goes by the hum of the song of human work The sun provides his luminous electricity as nimble hands do their own part The unique image of an instant that will repeat […]
All is quiet on a Sunday morning in the deeply Christian capital of Ghana Once upon a time the gold-thirsty adventurers and missionaries of all feathers flocked to the West Coast of Africa to collect gold bodies and souls They bought the land at the barrel of their guns and the Old Empire of Ghana […]
Everything is closed on Sundays except for the food stalls The streets of the Old Accra are empty at the canonical hours On the way home churchgoers will buy sweets and skewers It would look like eternity but for the obituaries posted on the walls Photo Hugh Ardoin Africa by any Means Necessary Gallery
You will be anointed here or at least your hair will be The first steps to sanctification in the holy alfresco salon This is Accra on a business day waiting for the goddesses Will you be a different you with your new hairdo There is no hurry heaven can wait… Photo Hugh Ardoin Africa by […]
Two elegant ladies stroll along the streets of the old Jamestown district A derelict place where the memory of the Gold Coast still thrives The colonial name of Ghana, the vestiges of plunder and pillage The ruins of sorrowful times once built over the ruins of a glorious African Empire The departure gates for the […]
Wrapped in their flags, wearing diadems ,tiaras or feathered crowns Beauty queens step into the streets to join the fray but always remain above the fray This dark beauty temporarily wraps her nudity under a Ghanaian flag The old Gold Coast of the colonies, the door to oblivion where so many left For centuries, slave […]
Cruising the Jamestown Streets near the Ussher Fort Prison Appointed time Screen Printing is the other name for merchandising A company specialized in transfer printing on wax fabrics A real African know-how closed on Sundays Locals take advantage in this holy lull to dry their laundry at the gates A repeat of the code […]
The strange and fascinating urban landscape of the Jamestown hood Closed shops and offices on holy Sundays offer a free range to the dwellers They come to hang the laundry dry in the sun in the deserted place Like a flotilla waving multicolored code flags as a ‘Grand Pavois’ on a special day A bluer […]