the work is an attempt to look at and see the fabric of the city, the very threads that make up the cloth we know as Lagos. The threads are the city streets in their labyrinthian, nightmarish maze. I wander these streets daily, on foot and often using public transport. In the twenty-two years the city has grown and expanded beyond all expectations. Previously the capital of the Federation, as the country is presently constituted, it lost this role in 1991, when the Federal government moved to the new capital of Abuja, geographically more or less in the centre of the country.

Lagos however retained its primacy as the commercial centre of the country. The local port of Apapa, the huge vibrant markets assured this predominance. Globalisation demands a quick and ready access to markets, to container terminals, to a mass consumer demand.

as the second most populous city on the continent, Cairo being the first with its estimated eighteen million inhabitants, Lagos fulfills the ideals of the present phase of rapacious globalisation. It´s a city literally hungry for the mass movement of goods and people and information at an ever faster rate.

as already said, i wander the streets and atempt to visualise the urgency and frenzy and almost overwhelming chaos. The work is in many ways autobiographical, a look at my own varied paths from childhood to the present in this city situated in the humidity of the West African Atlantic coast.