This image captures the setting sun in a rural area, it captures the serenity that comes with sun down , only very little glimmer of light as the settlement goes to bed a night, I think but so many lenses get to capture this rare occasion. Very often we get to see how busy and rowdy the streets of Nigeria can be but not how peaceful and serene the sunset is. 

The sun set 

 It began with her. Every morning in Abuja, before the streets fully stirred, she appeared at the old well behind my  window, small, determined, and half-awake. The sound of the rope scraping against the  concrete, the splash of water, the quiet sigh of effort, these became part of my mornings. From  that rhythm, from her persistence, this moment birthed my short series titled “Voices Outside My  Window.” What began as an ordinary sight soon became a meditation on labor, resilience, and survival, a  story that echoes across countless Nigerian homes. For many, fetching water remains a ritual of  necessity, a measure of both endurance and hope. In her movement, I saw the poetry of daily struggle, children growing into strength too soon,  women carrying the day before it even begins, and a people who continue, quietly, without  complaint. “Morning Ritual” is not just an image, it’s the heartbeat of a nation still learning to find grace in  the weight of its mornings.

Morning Ritual

This photograph captures the vibrant spirit of the Yellow Trumpet Bush — an embodiment of brightness, upliftment, and solar clarity. It speaks to the part of us that remembers how to shine, how to move with purpose, and how to express joy even after heaviness. Its yellow glow is a balm for the weary spirit, helping us rise, speak, and remember the beauty of simply being alive.

Yellow Trumpetbush

This is the facility in the university of Jos 

Education 

A man tired from working all day takes a breather 

Mr working man

Three children make their way along a dusty roadside, their small figures set against a backdrop of untamed greenery. This is a quiet portrait of a rural journey, a daily trek that speaks to both the innocence of childhood and the weight of early responsibility. It's a simple, yet profound, image of kinship and the shared paths of 'Another Nigeria'.

Kinship on the Road

Named after Tommy WÁ’s Somewhere Only We Go, it is a portal into a world of stories and rest, an entry point into Tarkwa Bay, and the final piece in the Breakthrough Collection. This view of the NAPEX Jetty, overlooking Independence Bridge and the Lagos that is more water than land, is a reminder that salvation is a journey we must embark on, and a place can hold and persist with its little miracles.

Somewhere Only We Go

A photograph showing the waves and patterns that have been formed on the surface of the sand from wind over time.

Shapes & Patterns

A subsistence farmer meets the future with the mapping capability of the aerial drone, also he is shown more advanced drones that offer spraying of herbicides in a precise manner which amaze him about what the future holds. A future where technology simplifies the complex task of farming processes such as spraying, crop health, farm plotting etc which will in turn lead to more yield and a bumpier harvest. While more mechanized farms have started embracing this future, the vast majority are still ignorant to such a development in their industry.  

Precision Farming

This shot was taken at Millennium Park in Abuja. I was drawn to the quiet strength. All I saw was a bare, wounded tree, yet still alive. There’s something iconic about the way it holds its silence against the sky, refusing to hide its emptiness. Maybe that’s what survival really looks like quiet, unadorned, but still reach

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