Mai Ruwa'n Suma

A tribute to my undergraduate days in Samaru, Zaria. We had no running water during power shortages, so we relied on the Mai Ruwa – the water seller – who supplied us with yellow 50‑litre jerry cans. He was a literal life saver. In this depiction, I made him god‑like: he maintains rain clouds over his open reservoirs as he walks the skies, never running out of water. This is for every unseen hero who keeps us alive.