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Life and its moments

 Life is beautiful. Beautiful is art. Art is word. Word is from whence every creation came to be. And so, as an artist, I dream. I do. I create beautiful things, or at least, I strive to do so. Words I have at a my disposal – tens, hundreds, thousands of me. Often times, though, these words needs a vessel to carry them to their audiences – a beat, a video, the printed page.

And so, I have this book out. The first among many to come should the owner of all the words will so. The book? ‘A Funeral Dress for Nyasuguta’, available here: https://nuriakenya.com/product/a-funeral-dress-for-nyasuguta-by-mark-mwangi/ ). Others include: ‘Love Told. Poetry Souled. Family Bold.’ – a 3-in-1 Special that has snippets of life and love, poetry, and a play; ‘People of the Sand,’ – a fantasy novel that embodies African cultures, among others.

There is the recorded word too. The expression of this include: ‘A True Friend’ – an inspirational piece that you can have as a Skiza Tune (Send the Skiza Code ‘Skiza 5438274’ to 811 as a message); ‘Elohi Tembea Nami’, - kindly request it at KBC and Radio Taifa, among many others to come - inspirational and topical songs.

Away from music, is the informative, motivational and humorous piece. This could be a topic on business, relationships, life, or even a comedy piece. I hope these to be the nudge that encourages you to hang in there, for tomorrow, the sun will shine once more.

That said, packaging the word into a form that reaches a multiplicity of audiences is a rather expensive affair. Therefore, I call on your support, all great: buying a book, sharing a YouTube poem, downloading a Skiza Tune, a donation via my Patreon account… all are highly appreciated and not taken for granted.

I also ask for your indulgence that you let me experiment with what is available to me at the moment – Creative Common footage and imagery, DIY audio and video recordings… ‘what is in my hands’ – to borrow from the scriptures when God asked of Moses what he had in his hands. I promise to get better at my art as resources become available.

Please like, subscribe and share my YouTube channel, ‘Sant Mark – Elohi Tembea Nami’, for inspirational, informative and funny content. Thanks!

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