My dad and this man were having fun determining the price of my artwork. This place, The Art Center, is where tourists go to get art to take home. They give you a price and say, "but that's not the lowest" and then you go back and forth until you agree. When I spoke, hearing my American accent, the price was JACKED UP...and then my dad would step in and do the negotiating. But in the end, it was always a win-win. I now have beautiful carvings and painting in my home!
Some African Masks.
A view of part of The Art Center. It's actually HUGE with indoor/outdoor markets...clothing, jewelry, instruments and artwork.
These two tag-teamed me and dad for some art I was 'dying' to have. They were giving me the "American Price" which for 7 paintings was not cheap...I should have let my dad done the talking from the start. But there were lots of laughs and we negotiated for awhile. I got my paintings and they also gave me a bracelet "on the house".
Here I am with my Dad. He was born in Ghana and grew up in a village. In his 20's he made it over to America, went to medical school, became an Oncologist and Hematologist and recently moved back Home. He is now a real estate developer!
Here I am with my beautiful Grandma "T" and my Sweetie Auntie Geta!
Here I am at a restaurant in Ghana with my little cousin Katsina (Geta's daughter). Don't we look alike?
Here I am with my cousin, NiiK. We went to a lagoon to look a crocodiles! It was scary!!!
Here I am with my Grandma and her sister, Auntie Ruth...who just had her 80th birthday!
