My Collection. Things that I value

I go to some places where they either expose Art to see how much of African Art is still available in Europe. After that I go to a charity shop to see whether there is African Art left by the ex colonisers or travellers. Sometimes I go to a shop, for example an NGO based shop and see how much they sell African art for. I also go to museums to see the stolen art.

I have been doing this for years especially before I had kids. My friends used to find me weird but I realised we all see things differently. An eye of an artist is different from an ordinary eye. Sometimes you see things that noone else sees yet until you explain or describe the feeling behind.
So today I bought myself this woman, probably a grandma who is on her way to hunt or to her piece of land. She is also holding a spear, the short version. I hope someone knows where this art comes from in Africa. I love her in my home. I feel like I am not alone and she reminds me of the sister of my mom who is now above 100 and still alive. She lived an organic lifestyle before she was dependant.
She is the one who didn’t want to visit much to Harare where we lived, and when she came, she carried a small bag with her own food because she didn’t want to eat anything processed. I have fabric with that pattern on that little vas and the vas is made in Africa too.
I had not yet come across Africans who collect African Art. All I saw was decorated Art in homes of rich Europeans who invite me to teach about Mbereko.