Why do I love African art so much? Where do I even begin to tell my story? How do I formulate this love of the African arts into words? Two year ago today, I set out on my first trip to the African continent that currently holds captive my heart, but the love affair started long before I stepped foot on African soil. My true love for African Art came in my late teens, however, and I think I can even point to the exact moment when my passion for African art began. A long, long time ago, even before I can remember, African Art was something i wished to surround myself with. the place I longed to go. For years, the top four places in Africa I would list that I wanted to visit were South Africa, Zimbabwe, Botswana, Mozambique, and anywhere else in Africa. Literally anywhere. Not because i was indifferent, but because I wanted to meet all the Artists and explore every corner of the continent, learn about Art and African culture, see everything there was to see in African art. But, my love was taken to an entirely new level once I actually stepped foot on African soil. It was then that I was made to feel at home by the people of Africa, in a way that was vastly different than I have ever felt anywhere else in the world. Part of me knew it was coming, the other part was still surprised. Today though, I want to step back from the wholesale African art business and write a short love note to art in Africa itself. I know that sounds a bit crazy, but I’ve had occasion recently to think a little bit about my relationship with African art, and I feel it is important to share a few of my thoughts. Being in the African art business, I sometimes find myself taking the artists themselves for granted, thinking of their products simply in terms of dollars and cents. It’s good to pause now and again to remind myself what African art is all about. I have a passion for Africa art. I could probably equally say, “I live for African art.” I spend every day of my life thinking about art from Africa, working with African artists, and communicating with artists from Africa and art lovers in Canada and the U.S.A.. Other than a brief stint in sales as a teenager, I’ve spent every working day of my life in the African wholesale art industry. To those who haven’t yet visited the African continent, I wish that there were words to express what Africa and the arts is really like, or how my heart aches to be back. No other place on this planet can simply compare, and it must be experienced to fully understand and appreciate all that it is.