A friend of mine brought me a beautiful green caftan from Nigeria sprinkled with intricate orange, black, and purple designs. Just putting the cloth on brings a smile to my face. If you were to ask me if this is art, I might say no because I am accustomed to this kind of beauty, it is commonplace. Many women from the continent run errands in wrappas, or loosely sown caftans. However, to an outsider, the pattern, the shape and color are works of art.
Like our traditional clothing, our music, and food are extensions of our culture, but perhaps they are also evidence of a uniquely African creativity? More so, could this creativity demonstrate not just who we are, but who we were, and who we hope to be? For example, when we look at African fashion designers like KISUA, we see traditional clothes draped around classic and modern silhouettes. On the other end of the spectrum we see designers like Ernest Mahomane, whose structure, minimalist aesthetic and bold colors and shapes speak to a different kind of Africa. The beauty of our creativity, like our cultures, is that we are not all the same, and through our creativity we can share with the world exactly who we are.