Someone told me it was better to begin than to await perfection. I always love that tid bit of advice when I am not on the receiving end. As a perfectionist, I like to escape the weight of unmet expectations when possible – especially when it’s regarding my own work.
Luckily, God gave me Ike. Ike and I first crossed paths in college at a friend’s birthday which he kindly hosted at his own home. I will save all of the hilarious details for another day but he quickly became the one person I could spend summer days in a room without a TV. We just needed music and perhaps some art supplies. After spending our second summer together free-drawing over a Marilyn Monroe poster, we decided to officially title the fun projects we created together. While I find myself wildly creative, names and titles have never been interesting to me but Ike saved the day as usual.
By combining his nationality, Nigerian, with (half) of my family’s ethnicity, German, we came up with Nigermany.
(Really, Ike came up with it but he shares the credit with me so I take what I can get.)
I spent entire weeks throughout the summer diving into the digital creative world that not only brought me joy but allowed me to showcase the work that Ike and I created on days we spent together. It seemed right to share our creations with the world considering I had already mustered a few thousand spectators who were highly interested in my online magazine, Culture In Theory, at the time. My father, a former programmer, taught me early on that I could be as artsy or as analytical as I wanted to be from behind a computer. It’s all in how you look at it. I made us a blog that was somewhat privately shared with both local college friends and internet strangers the same.
Though nearly five years have past since, the name, Nigermany, still sticks when I find myself staring at my now husband freely drawing in a sketch book in the middle of a small Alaskan lodge. Despite the flaws and frustrations, my fascination with our life together has never changed and the butterflies still come around.
I, however, have changed a lot since college. I wish I could say it has all been uphill but there have been plenty of fumbles and silent failures. No longer do I have the time to sit in an empty room with Ike and paint like I don’t have a 9 to 5 the next day. It has been a long journey from my college apartment to our first home together in the suburbs. I am a wife to a handsome Nigerian man, daughter to two highly ambitious and in-love Christians, Product Manager in corporate America daily focusing on digital innovation, raising a dog whom I regularly call ‘daughter,’ and somehow in the middle of it all trying to live a life of worship that reflects the magnitude of what I believe to be true.
When life changes so quickly, you can feel detached when you don’t have a familiar thread to pull this new and ever forming picture of yourself together. Luckily I do – Nigermany & Innovation. I can trace all major life pivots and aspirations around these two areas of passion. Now, with Nigermany in full return, I am excited to share stories of my life, both with my husband and as a black technologist. I’d imagine I will share the previously private details on my side projects like Lac Rose or Chime and all of the simple but unique shenanigans Ike and I are up to. Sure, the topics aren’t exactly complementary but to me they are. They’re my life.
As always, I can’t wait to share. ‘Til then, follow me on Instagram.