Grand Art Exhibition – Against All Odds – Set To Hold In Lagos

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In celebration of Adaora-Zinno Orara who’s down with stage 7 cancer

 

Blackhouse Media and Mydrim Gallery  today announced a one of a kind art exhibition titled Against All Odds.

 

The exhibition will be showcasing the works of one of Nigeria’s most celebrated painters, Zinno Orara, in dedication to his Wife, Adaora-Zinno Orara, who is battling breast cancer against all odds.

 

Billed to take place from Friday 5 – Friday 12 December 2014 at Mydrim Gallery, 74B Norman Williams St. South West Ikoyi Lagos, the art exhibition promises to be one of the classiest the country has ever seen.

 

Born in 1965 in Benin City, the Artist Zinno Orara attended Government College, Ughelli and The school of Arts and Design, Auchi. He graduated in 1988 with a Distinction in Painting and Illustration. He also holds a masters degree in Philosophy.

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In Celebration of Adaora Zinno-Orara – the most beautiful woman in the world

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My mom never really liked Zinno Orara.

She liked the artist, his works, just like everyone else. But the man?

‘That boy is a braggart’, she would say, as music blasted from Bro Zinno’s Volvo. Often Lucky Dube; almost always reggae or soul.

But as he rolled up his windows and stepped out of the car, I imagined the girls peeping from their windows, ogling his huge shoulders and boyish face. They certainly loved the loud music, the blue Volvo, the man who drove it, his stutter, his sprinting walk.

But it was one who had him.

Aunty Adaora was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Simple, yet sophisticated, confident, with glowing eyes and a bright smile. You could imagine it was in homage to her complexion that Victor Olaiya wrote that classic, ‘Omo Pupa’. You could imagine it was because of her, that Bro Zinno was so confident and driven and, in my mom’s opinion, a braggart. Rumour had it that he insisted on her being a stay-at-home wife because of her beauty.

Not that I saw a lot of grown, beautiful women in and around Okokomaiko, the Lagos suburb where we lived. Maybe she was not Miss Universe. Or even the Most Beautiful Girl in Nigeria. But in the entire six flats that made up our compound; from Seriki to Kemberi and Alaba; from Abule Aka to PPL and Ojo, none could hold a candle to her. And that was my world. Aunty Adaora was the most beautiful woman in the world.

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