My Wealth Has Arrived
Chapter 1
I’m late today, which is rare. I’m not made that I’m late, I’m mad at the fact that my broken phone chose today not to wake me up on time. Just another thing on my list to, “get things fixed with money I don’t have.” It’s a good thing I don’t live too far from the Detroit Institute of Arts. This is where I am interning for pennies. I try to be grateful, but I can’t live off of $8.50 much longer. By the way, my name is Olamide, but people who know me well, call me Ola. It’s ironic because my name means, “my wealth has arrived,” but I haven’t been wealthy for some time now. At least not financially speaking. My love for anything art has made me wealthy in spirit and wellness. Which is why I am working for barely nothing just to be around art in hopes of expanding my vision for my docuseries that I am entering into the Moon Dance festival. I’m not an artist who can draw or paint, but I am a film artist. I have a bachelor’s degree in film, and have yet to utilize it. My passion is to produce independent films that possess substance, realism and life. So, here I am, working around more than 65,000 pieces of artwork to date and trying to be grateful for it.
