Not many, on purpose. These are the ones I want kept.
Portrait. The one I want remembered.nwaorisa-owerri-nigeriaOwerri, 2025. Walking, which is how I think.nwaorisa-owerri-nigeriaWith my mother, Ngozi Obi. We wrote Biafra Rising together.nwaorisa-owerri-nigeriaPortrait, close.nwaorisa-owerri-nigeriaA bad night, kept. I promised myself I would not only show the good days.nwaorisa-owerri-nigeriaThe cover of Biafra Rising. Mother and son.nwaorisa-owerri-nigeriaArtwork made for Owerri to London.nwaorisa-owerri-nigeriaJustice, and what stands behind her. Made while writing Owerri to London.nwaorisa-owerri-nigeriaArtwork for I Am Son of a Fallen Woman.nwaorisa-owerri-nigeriaThe darker version of the same artwork.nwaorisa-owerri-nigeriaA third version of the artwork, the one that became the cover.nwaorisa-owerri-nigeria
There are moving pictures too.
Thirteen silent clips from one afternoon in Owerri.