Built from love,
from the ache of
not seeing myself
"Being African was not always easy. There were moments of feeling unseen, of having to explain yourself, of searching for reflections that weren't there. And still — I was always proud to be Congolese. That never wavered."
Growing up in the Netherlands and Belgium, I searched for mirrors that showed me what African pride looked like in practice. A Congolese woman in law. In finance. In architecture. In business.
So I built one. I found those women, I posted them, and I said: look. She exists. She comes from your country. She is brilliant. You are not alone.
That was the beginning of Nkentó Congo.