We Watch Our Gold Go Rust

I decided to take a tour of Lagos island with my "on the go" camera having an open mind. As I walked through the island, the energy was intense, people, commerce, transit, architecture, etc. So much happening. All resonating the powerful buzz of a Central Business District of the commercial capital of west Africa (if not the whole of Africa). It was quite powerful and consuming. One of our greatest resources as a nation and race is our people. And for a deep experience of our strength, tenacity, beauty, resilience and industriousness, believe me, the Lagos Island is that one place you'll get a fill of it all from. Swimming through the "pool of heads" (my best description of the view of the crowd which required a tactical smartness to maneuver through) you can't but feel the aura of the true nature of our people, the stench of their resourcefulness and drive percieved through an experience of the diversity of commercial activities going on. But amidst all these crowd and all they resonated, I wanted more.

As a documentary photographer, I've done a lot on people, and so I craved something different now. I could feel the need to probe further, something more obviously needed to be told about this powerful Island. Definitely it would be impossible to tell a story of the Lagos Island without the active force of the "People", they represented the most perceived life on former. But there it was, in no time, I could see it all around me, the masterpiece architectures, the high rise buildings which characterised the modernity of the island, the multimillion naira edifices which stood tall as the headquarters of some of the most flourishing businesses on the continent, all spoke one thing in coherence, "ABANDONEMENT".

The WE WATCH OUR GOLD GO RUST documentary explores the dilapidated state of most of the structures are meant to be the pride of the Lagos Island. A reflection of our poor maintenance culture as a nation. These buildings were architectural masterpieces of their time and they still stand tall as edifices that define the Island as a powerful business hub. Except that now they are in a pitiful state of neglect.