I was documenting the lives of three women (mother, daughter, granddaughter) around Korle Bu, Accra when this old man came by. He started flirting with this old but younger woman and I really enjoyed watching them at it. We got into conversation and he tells me he used to be a drummer in quite a number of big bands back in the 60s.
I have a special love in my hearts for old creatives. Especially the ones in Ghana. Most of them live and die as paupers. I remember the story my dad told me about the last days of Bob Cole, the famous lead character in "I told you so". Scary story. I personally saw a bit of Araba Stamp's last days. Sad case too.
I remember a poetry bash at British Council, Accra and George Williams, Ghana's veteran actor recited a poem about a canister that was crushed and discarded after its sweet contents had been gulped down by an ingrate.
Honestly, I think that is what Africa does to its creatives. The few who survive are the ones who are smart enough to fight the system.