The Traveller

One eye for the road ahead, one for the road behind. He has walked both.

The Last Dance

The music has not stopped. She has simply heard the silence underneath it.

The Red Man

His first breakthrough. The painting that left the studio and became the world's.

Yasuke

The African samurai. The image the world now uses. Anthony painted it first.

Mami Wata

Queen of the rivers. Mother of the deep. She has every gift, and she keeps the price.

Oriana

She arrived with flowers and weather in her hair, and the room rearranged itself.

Mama Gold

She built the market and the market built the city. The cigar is hers. So is the last word.

Goldie

Everyone in the room is looking. She decided that a long time ago.

Cleopatra

History painted her pale. The painting gives her back her face, and her cat.

Ayra Starr

A whole generation looked up at once. She was the thing they were looking at.

Stardust

She is made of the same thing as the sky. When she goes, she goes back into it.

Morningstar

Before he fell, he was the brightest. The fire remembers him. So does the dark.

Tutu

Enwonwu painted her, and the nation saw itself. Here she is again.

The Lover

He loved hard enough to age from it. He would do it again tomorrow.

Father Time

He is not counting the years. He is watching them pass on their way somewhere.

Angelina

Tòlání

A woman adorned in Aṣò ẹbí. In the folds of her Gele, a calm, assured regality.

Halimat

The daughter of the middle. The one who fights to be seen. Her gaze always outwards.

Ada

The first daughter. The one who shoulders the weight, but whose tears won't show.

Àríkè

The last daughter. She shines and glows, stepping in the footsteps of her sisters, her head held high.

The Complete Auntys

Ada. Halimat. Àríkè. All three sisters, together.

The Bride's Brother

He gave her away. He is still working out what was given.

The Intermission

The pause between the ceremony and the feast. The air, held.

The Wedding Dinner

The table where every story meets.