Many roads have led me to Ethiopia. I have always wanted to experience the Africa you see on documentaries - the wide open plains, the sand of the vast Sahara, the mighty Kilimanjaro, elephants and wildebeest and traditional tribespeople.
The evening began three and a half hours late as organizers scrambled to get the hall ready and begin the competition. Attendants milled around the entrance in those hours, patiently waiting for the pageant to begin.
“Single, married, busy or lazy,” reads an advertisement posted inside the compound of Bole Arabssa Condominium. With the huge number of ads posted here and there, it is very unlikely for a person to notice a particular ad. But this one stands out, the color, size and layout demands attention.
Stormy clouds, unpredictable rain and hail, road traffic getting increasingly worse, horrid queues for taxis, muddy roads that hardly ever consider pedestrians, the stifling air of Addis Ababa can feel much worse during kiremt months.
“'Out Of The Past' was the name of the store, and its products consisted of memories: what was prosaic and even vulgar to one generation had been transmuted by the mere passing of years to a status at once magical and also camp.” These are the opening lines to Gil Pender’s novel in Woody Allen’s Midnight to Paris.
With the Capital’s growing appetite for innovation and commercialization, the interior design industry has exploded in popularity in recent years. Property developers and professionals have started showing genuine interest in the way buildings are designed, accessorised and marketed; and if there is one thing that the market is saying, it is that the future belongs to interior design.
What do these three things have in common: an old baby shoe, a cow horn and a computer monitor? Well, they all have been used to make an innovative garden art in one of the forgotten corners of the capital.