The vibrancy of Accra never rests. The city has a strange energy that sucks you in and spits you out, deprived of sleep for fear of missing out on its secrets. No day is ever the same in Accra, despite the strong identity of the city, its personality is moody and shifts from day to day. It is a dirty, frustrating city that can be all up in your face but elicit a cool calm...
We've been admiring the work of our Accra mates, Lensational, for a while now, so we thought we'd spread the good word. Lensational is a social enterprise that is committed to sharing women’s stories through the transformative power of photography and videography.
Ever thought about where your St. Vinnies clothing donations actually end up? Sure, some find loving homes in thrift savvy shoppers wardrobes, but a whole lot of those unsold second hand clothes end up in landfill in Africa, of all places.
From prints to minimalism, sustainably driven design to collabs with streetwear labels, Africa has it all. It’s a bubbling hotpot of creativity. Here is a pick of a few of our favourite brands.
We hung out with DJ Katapila last time we were in Accra, and boy is he a hoot! Alongside some documentary film makers (Tommy Thoms and Dara Gill), we followed him around for the better part of a week, capturing what it’s like for a DJ in Ghana’s capital, hustling to make a living, whilst slowly building a name for himself internationally through his ties to ATFA.
The Togo Bag’s name comes directly from just there, Togo. The bags are constructed from locally made, re-purposed sleeping mats. They are are cut, crafted and moulded together using coals and irons by local artisans.
Eddie Murphy wore it in Coming to America; Kendrick's backup dancers are adorned in it in his music videos; and members of congress were seen wearing it in protest at Trump's SOTU - Kente cloth is as beautiful as it is symbolic.
Every August, the streets of James Town are filled with a new energy. Excitement drifts through the air as Accra’s historical beach side town becomes packed in anticipation of the annual Chale Wote.
When I buy a can of coke in Ghana, the shop attendant wraps it in two 'rubbers' (local name for plastic bags), and gives me a straw. When I want to fill up a water bottle to quench my thirst from the hot Accra sun, I can't use the taps, so I buy a 500 ml of purified water in a plastic sachet from the road side.