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FIYIN GAMBO: THE BRAIN BEHIND CLIQ PHOTOGRAPHY


 Born on the 22nd of February in the late '90s into a family of 6, Gambo Fiyinfoluwa Joshua hails from Adamawa, Northern Nigeria. Fiyin started off his academic career at Kabma-F, then Kingdom Heritage Model School, El-Amin, Home Science, Upper Field, Murtala Mohammed Airport Secondary School, and now Covenant University where he studies Civil Engineering.

A unique and innovation-bound leader, Fiyin is the brain behind CLiQ Media. 'I am a conservative person. But at the same time a diplomatic and charismatic personality. He loves innovating and daring the unthinkable which is why he strives for perfection at whatever he does. 


Gambo developed an interest in photography in his late high school days. He always loved to take pictures with a particular group of friends and the name 'CLiQ' came forth.
'Photography for me has been an exhilarating experience. I love being with the camera but I prefer motion pictures.' At Covenant University, he started officially. 'It has been a wonderful and fun-filled experience I must say. But life is not a bed of roses you know. 
Fashion sense? 'I have a high taste for quality. I dress to look good, in the egalitarian style. I am so in love with colors, double-breasted blazers, plain shirts, and classy shoes. I love brands; Sergio, Polo Ralph Lauren, Haute Look, and Hilfiger to mention a few. 





Currently, in his second year, Fiyin sees a CLiQ media of the ILM standard. He detests ingrates, lazy fellows, and people who can't be trusted. 'I love watching movies for leisure and playing video games or just taking a stroll. I am not a sports fan,' he says. For him, Covenant University has been a very good platform for his photography skills as he has learned from top-notch photographers. Fiyin still sees this period as a training process and is willing to learn more. 'My arms are open. I have the best team at CLiQ media and we dare to be different. I couldn't have asked for more.'


With role models such as Bishop David Oyedepo, Pastor Sam Adeyemi, and Steve Jobs, Fiyin Gambo is a successful entrepreneur and puts God before every other thing.

For more pictures and Photoshoot enquiries:
Instagram: @fiyingambo
Twitter: @fiyin_josh

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