Showing posts with label kenya. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kenya. Show all posts

Thursday, June 13, 2019

Environmental Arts - Activism

I am still writing, but I have diverted my writing and artistic energy here to ESPA (espa.or.ke). I have not performed for a while, because inside me, I am battling anxiety and balancing of roles in my life. ESPA has given me so much perspective and direction to which I want my talents to follow through. It is becoming more than a release, it is becoming a purpose for which I pray you will walk with me still. Thank you for coming here_ you can follow more of my blogs here (espa blog)
Art has the power to catalyze powerful movements.’ Lindsy Halleckson

As we move closer to effects of climate change and environmental degradation, meaningful art can and must express the turmoil we encounter and help us process it intellectually and emotionally. ‘As climate changes we need the arts more than ever.’ Richard Heinberg 
Artists have the opportunity and duty to translate the human experience into words, images, and music that help people not just to understand these events mentally, but also to come to grips with them viscerally. Art helps us cope with the implications of our challenges. It can help prepare the society for a possibly traumatic future. It can give a voice to pain and loss, helping people deal with life’s inevitable misfortunes by offering beauty and a calm feeling, which are especially important in hard times.”
Art is more than a coping mechanism or an escape, it is healing and can help us reach deeper understanding of environmental issues through different and multidisciplinary approaches.
Artists have the gifts to see the world in a way most people don’t, they are able to document what they see and how they feel about it:- they influence culture and mindsets. With passion and feeling they are able to educate us in ways that reach the core of our understanding as they make us relate and reflect.
Art also changes how a lot of people think and feel about different things. Their efforts can shape the terms by which society adapts to transformations and their consequences which is a big deal. Stories of the environment have to be told passionately for the society to understand and change mindsets. Art can be a voice to pain and loss, helping people deal with life’s inevitable misfortunes and it can offer beauty, a calming effect which can be especially important in hard times.
When the titanic was sinking, a band was playing_ “Gentlemen, it has been a privilege playing with you tonight.” the band leader said. Perhaps showing that despite the ship sinking_ the artists would go ahead playing, lifting the spirits of fellow passengers. On its own terms that was an honorable contribution, but surely artists can do more.
Of course, to be good, art has to succeed in terms of structure, skill, insight and originality; the artists have to be knowledgeable about the topics as well. Bad art with a valid social message is still bad art, artists  need to dig deeper, observe more closely and help their audiences connect to abstract explanations and forecasts with concrete experiences.
© Namatsi Lukoye

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

The Mind is a con man!


If the sun shines tomorrow like it did today wake my heart with a kiss
If the moon looks for her in the darkness of the night
Hold me like the stars hold stormy winds when we make love
If she hides behind the clouds... remember me still
Remember me...
Remember my scent
how my skin felt
How my locks fell on your chest, when I slept on your chest
Remember my kisses and how my body moved against yours
Remember everything that comes with me.... I told her in a loud silence
Sometimes life is clear sometimes blur.....
Even this poem
and honestly I am not gifted with sight!
"Its all in the mind"... he said
But tell me how I only win battles in my mind never in the field
I guess luck is an enemy!
Oh how I hate vows and promises burn them before you see me
So if my voice is stolen by the witch of the sea, never to be heard again
Look for the truth in my eyes... If they still talk
Before you kiss me with your lies
Let me feel love when our lips touch even if it is only in my mind
oh... and don't pray for me! I already did!
I talked to the spirits of my forefathers
The darkness has began! ‪#‎namatsi‬, ‪#‎poetry‬


© Namatsi Lukoye

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Nitabaki na Nini?? -- Politicians taking are taiking it all -- nimulize nani?



Each time we point fingers at our politicians... three point at us
There is no place in this earth that this game is played differently
politicians were created to lie like we were created to die
Kweli kinacho tupeleka mitaani kutupa mawe nini kama si ujinga
Na huyo ni jirani yangu mtu mzima wa heshima zake...
Ana bibi ninayemheshimu na mtoto mdogo mrembo
Simwelewi mwanaume huyu!

Jinsi siasi zinamuuma simwelewi kamwe
Hana uhusiano na hawa simba lakini anzi atamangazi mwingine
Kama Mandela nashangangaa mbona katumia kifua badala ya ubongo
kama amani ni maua basi tujiulize haya maswali
We put them in power... what the hell are we crying about?
If you cast your vote shut up and learn... do it differently next time
If you did not... shut up and follow... do it differently next time
If we are the problem, who do we expect to be the answer?

Sasa huyu kaka kawa mmoja wa wale
who have made us embarrassed of our tribe, our culture our pride
Erase all that made us proud and make us one tribe just because of few men who sip wine as they have their dinner
Wine!!! Wine at dinner! cant even remember the last time I had wine!
Oh well let me shut up and learn!


Translation

Each time we point fingers at our politicians... three point at us
There is no place in this earth that this game is played differently
politicians were created to lie like we were created to die
This force that took you to the streets throwing stones what was it if not foolishness
And this is my neighbour a grown man with his own respect
He has a wife and a beautiful child
I would never understand this

The way politics aches him, I never understand
He has no relations with the lions, like most of us he is an ant but will kill another
Like Mandela I wonder why he uses his chest instead of his brain
And if peace is a flower then let us ask ourselves these questions
We put them in power... what the hell are we crying about?
If you cast your vote shut up and learn... do it differently next time
If you did not... shut up and follow... do it differently next time
If we are the problem, who do we expect to be the answer?

Now this brother feels like a lion
who have made us embarrassed of our tribe, our culture our pride
Erase all that made us proud and make us one tribe just because of few men who sip wine as they have their dinner
Wine!!! Wine at dinner! cant even remember the last time I had wine!
Oh well let me shut up and learn!

© Namatsi Lukoye

The girl the world turned from - Owefu Part 3

The Girl the World Turned From Ayuna (not her real name) is a girl with a golden smile. She shakes my hand and sits next to me smiling she d...