Some images tell more than the story of an event. They tell the story of an era, a transition, and a shared hope. Through these photographs, I witness a moment that marks a significant chapter in Benin’s

There are mornings in Cotonou when the city seems to take a deep breath and show you everything it is becoming. This was one of those mornings. Riding through the main boulevards under a sky full of dramatic

Beneath great halls of silver steel, Where daylight filters through to reveal, Missebo rises again in all its glory, A renovated market with a brand new story. The president wished to offer something better,

There is a moment in Cotonou, somewhere between 6 and 7 in the evening, when the city does something extraordinary. It stops pretending to be ordinary. The sun, tired from a full day of work, begins its

There are places in a city that give you access to something rare: the full picture. That day, standing high on a building in the heart of Cotonou, I had the privilege of seeing my city differently. No

Today, I crossed the new bridge near Dantokpa Market, and once again, Cotonou reminded me why this city never sleeps. From the road of a Zémidjan, the city unfolds differently. The lagoon breathes beside

A vibrant fragment where warm and cold colors meet in an explosive harmony. The organic shapes in hot pink and burning orange, outlined in white, create a feeling of pure movement and energy. Street art

Returning to the banks of the Oueme River felt like picking up a conversation that had never truly ended. The river had more to say, and I was ready to listen. This second visit brought me deeper into

There are places in this world that do not announce themselves with grandeur, yet strike you with a quiet, overwhelming beauty the moment you set foot in them. The commune of Ouinhi, in the Tohoues district

“Humble yourselves, therefore, under the mighty hand of God so that at the proper time He may exalt you, casting all your anxieties on Him because He cares for you. Be sober-minded; be watchful. Your adversary

"But from now on the Son of Man shall be seated at the right hand of the power of God.” With these words, Jesus calls us to read His impending crucifixion in light of Daniel’s vision of the Son of

On this Feast Day of St. George the Dragon Slayer, I thought I’d share this series of images from the archive. These three images are from 2014, 2017, and 2019 respectively. Which do you think works best?

A pencil drawing. Every line, a prayer. — Dr JPEG 🎨 Look at these hands. Nailed to wood. Not by force — but by love. 🖤 Look at these feet, pierced and still, that once walked on water, that once touched

Ouinhi, Benin📍 A Fulani farm, where life moves at its own pace. Dozens of goats and sheep — white, brown, black — all gathered around a single bucket. No rush, no waste. Just the simple rhythm of feeding

Dr JPEG came through. 🎨✍🏾 No need for long speeches — just a simple sticker, a mark left on a pole, on the red earth of Africa. The mark is set. The name echoes. JPEG was here. 🖤 🟠 The earth is red,

The light falls gently through the branches, like a quiet blessing from above. Every leaf catches a piece of it, every shadow softens under its touch. The tree does not rush to grow… yet it reaches the

The road stretches quietly beneath a pale sky, like a path written long before our steps began. Dust rises softly, carrying stories of those who walked here with hope, with doubt, with faith. The trees

The sky is never empty. It is filled with signs for those who truly look. In the movement of clouds, there is a lesson of patience. In the light that breaks through, there is a promise of clarity. That

Entre ciel chargé et lumière fragile, la nature nous parle… elle respire, elle lutte, elle espère encore. Même quand l’orage gronde, elle nous rappelle que chaque ombre cache une naissance de lumière.

#Repost @angulo_ma.luisa —— Corps Sonores, la "Ligue Info" en parle! Regards de la presse béninoise sur l'atelier Corps Sonores, réalisé dans le cadre du Festival Connexion 2025 à Cotonou. La