PAT METHENY'S ORCHESTRION ACCORDING TO JAPANESE CARTOONIST

SAY YOU'RE ONE OF THEM

Uwem Akpan's words have inspired the Benin-born, Grammy Award-winning recording artist Angélique Kidjo to record "Agbalagba," a song written with her longtime collaborator Jean Hebrail in the Yoruba language. "Agbalagba" roughly translates to "the ancestors," as the song pertains to young peoples' responsibility to those who came before them. Angélique Kidjo commented, "I immediately felt a bond with Uwem. . . . The second we met, it was as if we had always known each other. I'm proud to contribute a song to his beautiful collection of stories."

 "I am very excited that my stories have inspired such a powerful song, and I hope that both the song and the book will bring readers and listeners a greater understanding of the problems of people in Africa," ...Uwem Akpan

THE ADVENTURES OF THE LITTLE MERMAID

In 1964 the Danish Artist Jørgen Nash cut off

 the head of the Little Mermaid.

It was a protest against the city development

and culture at that time.

In 2010 The Little Mermaid moved to China

for the World Expo 2010 where it will be exhibited in

The Danish Pavillion under

Welfairytales

April Fools Day 2010

PS: We are now awaiting the

cultural exchange installation

 by Ai Wei Wei

will it be the

Weifairytales

And this is the end of the fairytale

You, little mermaid, have tried with all your heart to do the same. You have suffered and borne

your suffering bravely; and that is why you are now among us, the spirits of the air. Do your good deeds

and in three hundred years an immortal soul will be yours."

The little mermaid lifted her arms up toward God's sun, and for the first time she felt a tear. She heard

noise coming from the ship. She saw the prince and the princess searching for her. Sadly they looked at

the sea, as if they knew that she had thrown herself into the waves. Without being seen, she kissed the

bride's forehead and smiled at the prince; then she rose together with the other children of the air, up into

a pink cloud that was sailing by.

"In three hundred years I shall rise like this into God's kingdom," she said.

"You may be able to go there before that," whispered one of the others to her. "Invisibly, we fly through

the homes of human beings. They can't see us, so they don't know when we are there; but if we find a

good child, who makes his parents happy and deserves their love, we smile and God takes a year away

from the time of our trial. But if there is a naughty and mean child in the house we come to, we cry; and

for every tear we shed, God adds a day to the three hundred years we already must serve."