I am a painter’s son. From childhood, Baami imbued in me the love for paint and brush. I saw him mix paints of different colours to get a different hue. I watched him sing as he climbed the ladders to paint storey buildings and high ceilings. I joined him cut stencils to make imprints and signs. I risked standing beside him as he pours lime, efun, into water, resulting in hot boiling mixture that bubbles, to whitewash or do preparatory coating. He taught me about the scrapper, the sand paper,…
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