Update from Qudus' blog

Jul 14, 2012

Wole Soyinka. This tree won’t make a forest.

Between two decades before independence and two decades after, is a period Femi Osofisan refers to as the ‘age of innocence’. Nigeria knew its golden age of extremely creative talents who shook the world; they are so many that I have decided to pick one of them as the matter of this article, one with whom I feel closest to. Wole Soyinka. That lone tree, which might not make a forest in this ‘age of madness’.

As a Dancer/Choreographer and one of the most privileged young artists in contemporary Nigeria, with a wide access to the international art market. I consider myself one of the very rare remaining Nigerians – not to say Africans – who have access to the prerequisite elements for creating, and able to retain the precise mental balance that their creative temperament requires. Get residencies when needed, an access to theatres to conclude technical aspects of creations, and a ready network for touring. Those who are however aware of the loss that comes with negotiating one’s space of influence and cultural backdrop before the unforgiving gaze of the ‘other’, will understand that every traveling artist, especially of this contemporary times of flux and mixing, where every notion of ‘roots’ and ‘home’ is perpetually shifting, the need for a locality is much stronger than any time.

As a traveling artist who continuously struggles to fix his sense of locality on Nigerian terrain – like many of my likes – I have mostly relied on the brains of such writers as Wole Soyinka to regain the memory of a time before time. For the purpose of authenticity and that of choice, I recognize the need for a body memory, which has lived longer than my own lived power or freedom. Soyinka’s writings have helped me a great deal in recognizing such mental territory of existence, but that is a locality solely based in a psychic asylum.

Let me get back to earth; let’s take a quick excursion around the nation state called Nigeria.
Let’s search all around the entire nation. Where is the cultured man whose appreciation of poetry has transformed him to a better citizen, where is that man who can understand that rather than having and doing, we can as well just BEhuman BEings. – Where is such man who finds art as relevant as going to his temple? Where are the spaces required for the attainment of such man Wole Soyinka builds perfectly well with his inks and imagination? The man died I guess.

I was barely two years old when WS won the Nobel Prize for literature, not for peace, not for social criticism that is linked to activism, but for literature. So, I first and foremost see WS as an artist above all other preoccupation of his, in which he himself acknowledged. I read, I was only a kid when Soyinka will get calls from leaders of this world for a one on one meeting, from the comfort of his home in Abeokuta, he would even be called for a dinner in Paris, he will be on the same table with the likes of Mandela and other decision makers in Africa. What I meant to say is that he arrived at that point of those who run things, therefore he could do things, only when he believed strongly in it.

I however find it hard to reconcile with the fact that, at the age of 16 when I decided to become an artist – in a society where such individual emerged and lives – I still have difficulties in not only convincing my parents about my chosen career, but had no single argument when they asked me ‘how will you go about it? What institutions are you going to survive on?
It was in my dire quest to prove them wrong that I decided to study elsewhere but Nigeria. Where are the structures in place in Nigeria, solely dedicated to the fabrication of a different breeds of Nigerians, who have a different appetite for beauty, sees a different purpose for life and a vital need for artistic expressions? I guess that challenging question is still lingering in my head till this very day, and now it has led to further questions, quite hard to wave away.

 “The artist in African society has always functioned as the conscience of his people” WS

Any society that finds it unnecessary to create necessary spaces for the lunatics amongst her citizens, it is such society that is lunatic. Did Soyinka ever believe in the power of art and what it can do? Did he ever understand that it was useless to build a nation, when the people’s minds are underdeveloped? Did he think one could teach an appreciation of a higher reasoning by speaking down at them from an unreachable height? It was WS himself who thought me that the values which we live by as a people, are the values that led us into the present in the first place, that “the distorting mists of national euphoria, moral negligence and ideological barrenness which led us to this point are still seen as continuing in the identity of this nation, and since this national identity has not changed, has undergo no revolutionary purge either in its guts or at the head. Therefore, for (any) revolution to be felt, it must be made of fragments, and not as a whole body.”
So, where are the ARTISTS in the NIGERIAN society? Are they all gone? Almost all? Forget the laborious corruption of that title – Artists – within the Nigerian sphere, and make a distinction between who for real is an artiste, from harlots who exploits and profit from human misery. Here I refer to those whose minds are like every other mind, got one head and two feet, therefore not superhuman, only that they possess a superlative mental power of sensation, perception, memory, and imagination which seems to be supreme and makes them appear more alive, more susceptible to the world that surrounds them and deals less in artificial aesthetic values. More like a visionary that leads the way to the unknown, and not a manipulator of the present, doing all he/she could to stop time, for enjoyable moment of power, fame, self aggrandizement and material wealth.

The task I have placed upon myself as a human being and as a Nigerian, resides solely in the terrain of the arts, which I believe so strongly might go a long way in doctoring our moral negligence, ideological barrenness, create a purge in our heads, and strengthen the cultural fragment of this ‘revolution’ which signifies that, as a people we cannot begin to build until we have been able to control the damage by first discovering its sources. This discovery must sink us down to the roots, to demolish and rehabilitate the foundations of thoughts and actions responsible for such damage, then begin to re-create.

A people who can appreciate art are a people of high morality and matured choices. No wonder It is now a common knowledge that the powerful - clueless leaders - will always reach for their guns each time they hear the word ‘culture’. I speak here, not of a culture on sales and solely consumable by the elite class, tourists and expatriates, but that which provides a solid ground for a sense of dignity and a sense of self, which gives rise to an honest self appraisal and self renewal. That which constantly worries about the factors upsetting our ardent need for peace and tranquility, for an authentic identity and decency. This makes the artist appear to them a perpetual rebel. Through access to the arts the people ultimately learn to know themselves and their humanity socially.

For these reasons, it is not difficult to understand why theatres and music halls are closed during the reign of tyranny, for there is nothing more radical than creating theatres for a people living in anomie. There is nothing more profiting than creating conducive spaces for a disillusioned youth, to experiment and express their creative energy. There is nothing richer than a soul that can sit in front of a painting, or listening to poetry and having either the intellectual, human or moral baggage to appreciate it. There is nothing more transforming than a people who can single handedly make distinction between what is meritorious from what is merely meticulous, and determine which endeavors are worthy of their best efforts. What spaces have we to function with, as artists in Nigeria?


  1. But is it fair to single out Wole Soyinka - presumably because he won the Laureate? At least in a Theatre Arts/General Arts context? I know you didn't state it as so, but anyhow one looks at it, that is what the argument comes down to. His prominence makes him the scapegoat. And I am not even saying that is unfair.

    You see, this is not a Wole Soyinka issue.

    There were others during that period that tried in-vain to build decent mind-nourishing establishments but were wiped off into irrelevance, killed-off or encouraged into penury.

    In any-case, while I will not totally absolve Colonialism, I think the fault is generational. And the Prof has said so himself.

    YOU SEE, AT THAT TIME, THE METRIC/CONTEXT WAS POLITICAL INDEPENDENCE and PERSONA. NOT REALLY ECONOMIC OR GROUP-BASED PLANNING, NEITHER WAS IT REALLY CONCERNED ABOUT THE FUTURE. Sure there were planning studies, but implementation was ever weak between jostling Military governments.

    THE FUTURE WAS PRESUMED TO BE CHEAP, AFFORDABLE AND ROSY. BECAUSE MOST OF THE PEOPLE AT THE VANGUARD, HAD NO REAL MENTORING IN MATTERS OF STATE AND/OR CULTURE. It is a skill. It is not a come and chop or blow grammar thing. And till this date, few of them, if any do.

    Three things to keep in mind:
    1. It's a generational ethic.
    2. It's time to start what we have come here to do. (like the other nationals of largely competent systems of governance wake up and say everyday)
    3. Let's not keep blaming the past.

    But nice write-up Qudus, hopefully will be meeting you soonest.

  2. |he won the Laureate| ++

    my friend/o

    he IS

    the Laureate ...

    Hingilish ///

    abeg ... I DO !!!

  3. Wole Soyinka is a seer when he wrote that play, imaging a minister of war kneeling before a bar beach spiritual charlatant bro Jero, look into the pyshic of most Nigerian and see such scenario played out on daily basis

  4. Read all of it and shook my head half the time. I feel you, hope others will. I know Art imitates life, Nigeria is getting the level and size of art it deserves now.

  5. A most inspiring article....riveting into the very deep unsung corruption in Naija. From the very first time I saw your art in a hall ( government college lagos) 'the gods are not to blame' I knew some people would nt let theatre die a natural death in our world where other frivolous things matter. Thumbs up

  6. Two more questions .If ineltligence and culture is important to the survival of a race how important is it that your works and the ideas they contain reach Africans in their languages?When will Yoruba translations of your works appear? We can run but we can’t hide . Anymore that is.The questions you ask could be posed to Fela Kuti, KSA, and most of the celebrated Nigerian Musicians. Even the current heavyweights like Femi and Lagbaja do not see the need in educating younger musicians or even discussing with them or sharing ideas.I remember reading a biography on Miles Davis and marvelling at the amount of influential and great musicians who went through his bands. This is what i think:The system which choses champions in Nigeria is flawed somewhat.That is of our making. We have yet to show the world or even ourselves that we love culture or art for it’s sake. That i feel is important.This system together with the western celebrity obsessed machine tends to create superstars and not team players.The Nigerians they tend to champion seem to be controversial figures. It seems to be our way that people feel they have to be prius inter pares.These figures end up being larger than life.Their constituencies suffer from neglect. Also once they generate some global stardom we think they can never be wrong.Add to this our obsession with age and the shocking inability of friendships in Nigeria to transcend age and gender. How many men form friendships with those younger in age ?What Nigeria should be doing is as follows:Revamp the Educational and Internal Affairs secretariats.The country should have a sovereign linguistics conference where our languages ( both nigerian and colonail)and the role they play in our lives should be charted. This confrence will be in charge of incorporating modern vocabulary into our languages. All schooling from primary school upwards should be done in local languages. From secondary school English is introduced as also are French and Arabic . These languages should be taught by native speakers .No tax on books and other educational materials.Music is compulsory in primary and an elective in secondary school.If we start at the grassroots then it wouldn’t matter whether Nigerian writers live in Nigeria or not . The system which produced them will always deliver. And then that system can modernise.Actually most of the writers in the Diapora can still claim to have spent their formative years in Nigeria.