First Day in Cotonou
Thursday, February 20 Cotonou, Benin
The flights to Benin were just fine, long, tedious, but no
issues. I’m traveling with Kathy
Sinclaire (as two singles), a woman I’ve known a couple of months, who loves
travel as I do, and when I told her about this trip, she signed up for the last
spot. We went Rochester-JFK-Paris-Cotonou
and arrived late last night.
The weather is steamy.
90s and 100% humidity. Most areas
of the hotel have some air conditioning, and the hotel is lovely, with art
throughout. Here’s a bench outdoors:
Here’s one of the two pools:
And some of the art in the hotel:
We met another person who is on our tour (we'll be 12 altogether), Nancy Goldstein, and this morning after breakfast the three of us hired a driver and went to find the art galleries in Cotonou. On the way, along the shoreline, is this incredible statue of an Amazon woman:
The writing on the base is in French. Google translate gives the following rendition:
Symbol of our love and commitment
to the country, our Amazons have known, through their bravery, as much as men,
how to defend the homeland. Like our Amazons, the Beninese woman is our pride
We went to five galleries in all, here we are at one:
Perhaps we were most taken by the fiber art of Ange Arthur Koua:
From the gallery information sheet:
Born in 1989 in Abidjan, in the
Abobo district, visual artist Ange Arthur Koua draws from the spirituality and
legends of his people, the Agni (part of the Akan group) to deconstruct the
borders drawn by man…. An Akan never
dies. When they pass away, their wawe—their
soul—continues to live through the deceased’s clothing.
Ange Arthur collects worn clothes
from his neighbors, imbued with the soul of those who wore them.
None of us bought anything.
We then went to a street of innumerable stalls, selling all kinds of
artifacts, clothing, masks and other carvings, and just about anything you can
imagine:
Nancy (left) and Kathy (right) looked at some fabrics:
The women walk around with astonishing burdens of goods on their heads. Here are some tomatoes:
Hot, sweaty and tired, we returned to the hotel and had a
lovely lunch. This evening there is an
art exhibit opening at our hotel, and we look forward to that.
More when I have more to tell.

For some reason I can now post comments on your blog (YEAH)! So glad you arrived in a boring manner with no issues. The fiber art of Ange Arthur Koua is quite impressive. I would like (with your permission) to repost the photo and information about the artist on my two fiber arts group lists. Stay hydrated and have fun!
ReplyDeleteOf course, Marcia. No need to ask, but thanks for doing so.
DeleteI find it striking how central visual art seems to be in Benin. Of course, I've seen photos of the centuries-old bronzes from there. Thanks for inserting all the photos, to give us a tiny taste of what you are experiencing!
ReplyDeleteAh--it's complicated. The Benin Bronzes are not from Benin (the former Dahomey) but rather from the Benin part of Nigeria, where Benin City is the center. When planning this trip, I, too, confused the origin of the bronzes at first.
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