The accusation at ten. Boarding school exile. Learning that being seen clearly meant being seen as dangerous.
The
Named
Woman
What happens when the mask cracks
and you build architecture instead.
For the witch
they said I was
I was ten when they called me a witch.
The accusation came without warning in a courtyard in Kaduna. They flogged me in front of the other girls. That night I learned survival was not about being right — it was about becoming small enough that people forget you were dangerous.
For twenty years I performed goodness. I became fluent in compliance. I translated my instincts into language that would not provoke alarm. The mask became my face.
This is what happened when the mask cracked.
This is a book
about structure.
THE NAMED WOMAN documents the death of the performer and the architecture that replaced her.
Through incidents spanning Nigeria, Hungary, and the digital spaces where spiritually aware but materially stagnant women gather, it traces the pattern between knowing everything and having nothing.
The performance has stopped working.What comes next requires different architecture.
That architecture begins with a name. Not the one others gave you. The one you claim when approval is no longer available.
Order the BookThis book is for you if
- You've been called "too much" so many times you made yourself less.
- You're successful on paper but divided inside.
- You translate yourself for acceptance and resent yourself for it.
- You know what you want but apologise for wanting it.
- You've outgrown self-improvement and need precision instead.
- You're high-capacity, exhausted from carrying everyone, done performing.
What's inside
Thirteen years performing Zinny instead of Obianuju. Immigration. Identity fracture. The sovereign witch concert that required the performer to die.
The collapse. Living different versions depending on who was watching.
Reclaiming Obianuju. Building ARTOMYSTIC. The 7 Pillars, 7 Laws, 8 Arcs, 10 Dreams. The architecture that holds when performance ends.
"A brutal, precise memoir that refuses comfort and offers something better: coherence."
— Kata Library MOZ"Obianuju writes like someone who survived by becoming invisible and then chose to become unignorable instead."
— Early ReaderObianuju Tóth
Flogged at ten for being a witch.
Spent twenty years performing goodness.
The mask cracked. She built ARTOMYSTIC instead.
Born in Nigeria
Living in rural Hungary
Working in ceremonial art, music, writing
She lived all 10 self-betrayal patterns.
Now she names yours.
Ready to stop
translating yourself?
Order The Named Woman
Paperback · 142 pages · €12.99 · ARTOMYSTIC Press

