Section of a landscape painting with dark green trees, orange and yellow ground, and a large grayish sky.
A colorful abstract painting featuring wavy white lines surrounded by small dots of various colors on a dark background.

A PERSON CAN BECOME SOMETHING PROCESSED, SOMETHING PASSED ALONG.

A PERSON MUST RESIST IT.

Born of Sierra Leone and its layered inheritances, of conflict, tenderness, scarcity, and deeply rooted social practices, Nyahalay’s perspective is grounded in an early understanding of endurance and vulnerability. These origins instilled in her a lasting belief in empathy as a disciplined way of seeing: a refusal to look away, a commitment to hold complexity without flattening it.
Her artistic language emerges from this tension. She is drawn to what is cast off, materials, spaces, and stories that sit at the margins of our collective attention. In states of disorder, she aims to find that inevitable, stubborn trace of value that exists even in what has already been discarded. Her work inhabits these contradictions, resisting the impulse to resolve them, and allows dissonance to breathe and settle into something we can reflect on.

OIL ON CANVAS

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RECYCLED MATERIALS

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MIXED MEDIA

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ACRYLIC ON CANVAS

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SCULPTURE

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OIL ON CANVAS • RECYCLED MATERIALS • MIXED MEDIA • ACRYLIC ON CANVAS • SCULPTURE •



Closeup of a Work in Progress

The Elementals

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Her Hand At Storms

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Alongside her artistic work, Nyahalay has spent years on the front lines of human trafficking and violent extremism investigations. There, she has borne witness to some of the most devastating expressions of harm.

Lives reduced to data, violence as content, and the quiet, systemic failures that allow suffering to persist unseen. This proximity to cruelty is embedded, absorbed, and transformed in her work. It sharpens her appetite for the organic and the free.

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This work asks little, but it asks it plainly.

To look again at what we have turned away from, and to consider that even there, especially there, something of us remains.

A Lunacy

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Another Closeup of a Work in Progress

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4C

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