Snart är det påsk! Och snön kommer att smälta! 🌞 Och då kan vi alla göra en liten vårlig dans som de här kaninhararna! 😊 glada figurer att ha på väggen! Rita upp några kaninliknande djur på tjock kartong och skär ut dem med stadig kniv. Sandpappra kanterna. Måla vardera figur i stark skön färg. Låt torka och måla ett varv till. Gör enkla mönster som påminner om något annat djurmönster i kompletterande färger. Måla kanterna svarta. Limma korkar från mjölkkartonger på baksidan av figurerna (2 per figur) så det skapas skugga när figurerna spikas upp på väggen! Ha så kul! 🐇 #strömsö#kunifoxstoriesgoesströmsö#påsk#kaniner#harar#diy#pääsiäinen#easterbunnies
Lady with green & gold bag, Harar, May 2019. With the early closing of #fotofest 2020, the opportunity to view the vast breadth of work curated for “African Cosmologies: Photography, Time and the Other” slipped away indefinitely, as one Houston gallery after another temporarily closed due to COVID19. I’m grateful for my copy of the exhibits’ catalogue which displays the diverse methods and perspectives which collectively demonstrate how African photographers are telling fresh and authentic stories about African identities, histories and political causes.
The collection can be seen as part of the needed break from the Eurocentric, colonial and neo-colonial ideas about Africa which have long dominated images made on the continent. Some of the artists’ perspectives are highly personal, such as the exquisite and moving black & white images of South African photographer Lindokuhle Sobekwa which were shared at the #magnumlearn seminar held early in FotoFest. Other work such as that of Ethiopian Aïda Muluneh, founder of FotoFest in Addis Ababa, brings attention political issues: Muluneh on clean water through bold images of women created in the desiccated landscape of the Danakil Depression. These projects support the notion that African photographers are best able to tell the stories of their respective countries, and that those of us from outside who visit or live in an African country (as I do part time), must constantly question our photographic practice in country - our motives, prejudices, depth of understanding and relationships to a place or issue - to avoid perpetuating problematic narratives. This is something I’ve thought about a good deal in the past year and am still working through, not unlike the practice of reflexivity which all post-colonial geographers impose on their field work. Philosophy aside, I would encourage those interested in Africa to get hold of “African Cosmologies” and explore these photographs in all their aesthetic, narrative, technical and political achievement. #harar#market#ethiopia#africa#fotofest#houston#colonialism#neocolonialism#geography#reflexivity#aperturelock#lockdown#stayathome
We start a distance education in our parents telegram groups by 16 of March.
Till know we share more than 300 different home works and activities in all levels from KG to grade 12. There is some examples ... TÜRKÇE
Spotted hyenas have been living in the ancient city of Harar in Ethiopia for at least 500 years. Every night, the hyena man feeds them and calls to them in hyena dialect, a mixture of English and Oromo. A legend says that during a 19th century famine, hyenas attacked the city until a pure hearted man dreamed of placating them by feeding them porridge and then used this to save the city from the hyenas. Still, once a year, the hyenas are fed porridge with butter, and the hyenas enthusiam in eating it is a portent for the year ahead, with the local people gathering in shrines to pray should the hyena refuse to eat it, in order to avert famine or disease.
This photo was taken during riots in 2019, when despite the problems on the streets the hyena man continued to carry out his duties.
take me back to 1965.
this is maslah. please may we all, wherever we are try to imitate this when doing any cultural show, in the name of Hararis. if you still insisting on jumping around and with too much energy please do, but DON'T call it traditional Harari dancing!
Well, this gathering in Maryland was definitely 10 or more persons... Luckily it took place last year! Official music video (plus new digital distribution) for my album "The Fire Inside" releasing on April 11 at midnight - until then, enjoy this clip from the music video shoot, via the link in bio or at www.youtube.com/thalibrazi !
Grateful for each one of you who came out to sing and clap along; you made it a truly sweet afternoon of both enjoying and sharing culture. Let's hold on to these memories of closeness as long as we have to be physically distant, remembering that love is not constrained by time or space.
You are a light for us - why would we need a lantern? Ajaba!
The gateway leads to the resting place of Shaykh Umar ar-Ridaa more commonly known as Aw Adbadir
A saint, scholar and ruler in his own right, Aw Abadir is considered to be the spiritual father of the city
He came to Harar alongside his tribesmen, children and other dignitaries from the Hijaz region in the year 405 hj
Shortly after his arrival the Shaykh was given the throne of the city by his predecessor Amir Haboba
He is accredited with uniting the surrounding tribes of the city after many years of fueds, naming the city ‘Harar’ and introducing systemic changes that further established the city
There is more to share about Aw Abadir and the lasting effects he has had on Harar and it’s people but a single IG post won’t do him justice
May Allaah have mercy on him and reward him immensely
ሀረር ህይወት ፋና ሆስፒታል ውስጥ ሁለት ሰዎች ከሶማሊላንድ የገቡ በኮሮና ቫይረስ መያዛቸው የተረጋገጠ እንደሆነ የኢትዮጵያን ዲጄ ምንጮች ገልፀው የክልሉ መንግስት ግን ዝምታን መምረጡ የጤና ባለሙያዎችን ግራ አጋብቷል:: Harar life fana hospital, two people who went to Somalia and virus in harar life, but the regional government has been confused by the health professionals to choose silence :: #Harar
Hyena camp. I hardly camped at all during the three months I spent cycling in Ethiopia. That wasn't through fear of hyenas, but the difficulty and hassle of finding somewhere suitable, away from the curious young eyes and unwanted attention that made some days much more challenging than cycling itself. Fortunately eastern Ethiopia, close to the border with Somalia, felt more relaxed. Less people, less kids chasing me and throwing stones - more hyenas perhaps...
🐺My tent is pitched in no man's land here. That is, between the Ethiopian and Somalian border. Somaliland actually, but I'll get to that in another post. A few days previously I'd fed hyenas some butchers scraps in the historic city of Harar, a practice that has gone on for centuries to ensure the wild animals don't enter the city to feed on livestock, and people I guess. I'd also seen a good number of road kill victims, so wasn't entirely sure there wouldn't be hyenas roaming around my tent late at night. Perhaps there were, but fortunately I had little more than pasta and some biscuits in my bags.
Ny vecka, nya tag ~ och solen skiner! ☀️
Det kunde knappt börjat bättre.
Ni är 💛-ligt välkomna att kika in i vår gottehörna med PÅSKGODIS!!
Skumharar, nougatägg, choklad, morötter (Jo! Ni läste rätt! 🥕😉) och små plåtaskar med hårda karameller.
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