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A few days ago somebody asked me, quite seriously, whether

Pierre Verger actually existed or if he was yet another folk tale from

Bahia. Who knows, but maybe an attempt is being made to explain the

syncretism of our culture, not by a god, but by a human being.

Born in France into — I've been told — a noble lineage, citizen

of the world, photographer of faraway places from Beijing to La

Habana, young adventurer exploring pathways of knowledge and emo-

tion, and then a Doctor of science at France's Centre de Recherches

Scientif iques alongside Roger Bastide, a man of great wisdom.

In Africa those who want to find him will have to ask for

Fatumbi, a title given him by Yoruba sacred men and women which he

has incorporated into his name, prompting the professor and

researcher, the University man and the man of books, to become even

richer is his humanity, to become a man equal to, and an integral part

of the sacred circles and initiations of the Yoruba. In Africa he taught

and learned not only the complete routes of the slave ships, but also the

ways of mystery. He became a sorcerer: Pierre Fatumbi Verger.

At the Axe Op6 Afonja holy circle, Mae Senhora, she who is so

unforgettable, proclaimed from her queen's throne that he was Ojuoba,

the eyes of Sango, the one who sees and knows all. At the houses of

saints he became a well-known figure, master of us all, equal to us in

the vibration and warmth of the drums. Professor, researcher, photogra-

pher, writer; in Bahia he is Pierre Fatumbi Verger Ojuoba.

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