Eyo festival, Lagos Nigeria.

The Eyo festival is a Yoruba festival unique to Lagos, its origins are really old and remain unclear. The earliest recorded festival was on the 20th of February 1854 to commemorate the passing of Oba Akintoye. The festival is held in honour of the Eyo deity Adamu Orisa, while escorting the spirit of the departed Oba, chief or illustrious indigene of Lagos, it is also held to usher in a new Oba.

The Eyo masquerade essentially admits tall people which is why it is called “Agogoro Eyo” meaning tall masquerade, the Eyo masquerade represents spirits visiting the earth thus it speaks in a ventriloquial voice, suggestive of its otherworldliness and when greeted it replies: “moyo fun e, moyo fun ra mi” (I rejoice for you, I rejoice for myself). Oyefolu T. Ajetunmobi.

The Eyo festival is not an annual festival it is scheduled at the discretion of the incumbent Oba who consults with traditional priest who further consults with Ifa(the oracle) for a confirmation on the date the festival should be held. Before the festival rituals and sacrifices are done to avert bad luck, tragedy or bloodshed as well as to ensure the safe procession and commuting of guests and Eyo masquerades respectively. 

Today the Eyo festival carries economic, socio-cultural, and political importance in Lagos state, it attracts tourists which boosts the economy, it is a way of keeping this aspect of Yoruba( its art, clothing, and its people ) culture, particularly Lagos tradition intact, and it allows the Oba(traditional ruler) to exercise their residual power.


Finally an updated reference for Aniu! Why on earth I ever thought doing a side reference for a character with heterochromia was a good idea I will never know!

Yes, this is the same Aniu as became my warden, only I obviously draw her as an elfy mage for that universe.

Why can’t I play as a Dalish mage *cry* Oh well headcanons yay.

She looks so much better if you fullview. :)


Seeing Lagos, Nigeria, Through New Eyes with @temi.coker

For more of Temi’s photos from Nigeria, browse his #temixnigeria hashtag. To continue along with Temi’s work in Texas, follow @temi.coker on Instagram.

When Temi Coker (@temi.coker) was 11 years old, he left his home in Lagos, Nigeria, for Arlington, Texas. Then, a few years ago during college, Temi developed a passion for photography and began searching for a way to bring his culture and art together.

Last December, opportunity struck. His grandmother was about to turn 70, and the family in Nigeria had some portraits commissioned to commemorate the moment. But when the photos didn’t meet Temi’s expectations, he made up his mind: He would return to Nigeria and take them himself.

Back in Nigeria, Temi began to see Lagos differently as he looked around through his camera’s lens. “For me growing up, when I moved to America everybody was making fun of Africa,” he explains. “I said, ‘Ok, well, my job here today is to go find the beauty in Nigeria and to allow people to see a different side than what they see on TV.’”

As he revisited the beaches, city streets and markets of his childhood, he was struck by the beauty he saw not only in the surroundings, but also in the people. From women selling crops to suya sellers to police officers directing traffic on their days off to fishermen cleaning out their canoes in the morning, he found inspiration in the working world of Lagos that he’d never noticed as a child — and he shared it with the #temixnigeria hashtag. “I just wanted to show people what it’s like to actually go to a place where you were born, now with a new vision, and capture the essence of that. Not to make the story about me, but about Nigeria and how beautiful it actually is.”

With a renewed sense of confidence as a photographer, Temi returned to Texas where he’s begun to take on professional work and develop many personal projects, including multiple-exposure manipulations and a storytelling series that shows the Nigerian traditions alive in the US.

Things to do in Lagos

“Centre of Excellence”

1. Visit Tarkwa Bay

2. Watch a play at the Muson Centre

3. Experience wildlife and biodiversity at the Lekki Conservation Centre

4. Visit Freedom Park

5. Experience the Lagos Carnival

6. Visit Iga Idunganran (the official residence of the Oba of Lagos) 

7. Ride a horse at Bar Beach

8. Experience the Eyo Festival

9. Visit the Point of no Return, Badagry

10. Eat Yoruba delicacies at a local buka.


I decided to answer a few of the questions that I’ve been getting from a few people online. Some folks know that I’m not from Lagos and that Aba is the only Nigeria I’ve ever known so there was a general curiosity over why I chose leave the ‘comforts’ of the States and move to a completely new and different place. 

Of course, I couldn’t answer ALL questions, but I hope this gives a bit of insight!

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“The way grandmother dances when you return. She begins to smile, she sees it really is you, she screams! She hugs you for a long time and you smell home. She begins to dance. She starts calling the names of your ancestors. She adjusts her wrapper. Left leg, right leg, she dances without losing her smile. Black Queen in motion. You try not to cry. She hugs you again, welcoming you home again. Grandmother does not say “i love you” because that has no translation for their kind of love. Other grandmothers join her. They place you in the middle, make a circle around you and keep calling on all the ancestors to help welcome you home. You cannot replicate this sort of sweetness. The English language will never describe this sort of love. The earth is their drum and their love is beautiful music. Their dance is a beautiful reminder of the rhythm living in the fabric of your origins.”

- hometown

- Ijeoma Umebinyuo

In 2011, I put out an open invitation, on Facebook, to my American friends to go with me to Nigeria to visit, in general, and to attend my mom’s 60th birthday party. Few of my friends (and 1 of their moms and her best friend) took my invitation seriously and answered to the invitation. 

Here are some of the photos shot by my cousin, Paul, and I. It was an honor and privilege having them over. It was their first time visiting an African country and I believe few of them have been back on their own since then. I remember my mom saying, “O se je obinrin nikan lo te le e wa? (How come only ladies came with you?).” I told her, “Hey, it was an open invitation to over a 1000 friends on Facebook. They were the ones who chose to come out.” :) As the host, it was hectic for me to look out for them the entire time but I definitely look forward to doing it again…when I become rich. :) Thankful to my family and friends back home who made them feel welcome. Great times! Missing my family for sure.

Today’s Tumblr Blackout made me reminisce on this and decided to dig into my archives to edit a few of the photos. Next month, I think I will work on taking time out from editing work photos to editing more of the pictures from this trip.

Location: Eko, otherwise called Lagos, Nigeria.