Forgive me, for I am a collection of flaws and I can’t help but hide myself.
“I should have been writing for far longer than 25 years. Why didn’t I start writing earlier on?” asked Dr Sindiwe Magona at the Puku Storytelling Festival where she launched her new book, Chasing the Tails of my Father’s Cattle, “Simply because I didn’t know anyone who looked like me who did such a foolish thing and called it work.”
Before these words,
Before your breath,
Before rain fell to the earth,
There were stars.
But it is not an article about horse racing.
It’s about surviving crowds of drunkards, corruption and chaos.
More than that, it’s about being at the centre of that very crowd, while clinging to some paper and any mark-making instrument. (more…)
Life seemed simple in high school.
But I never appreciated how blessed I was to take Visual Art as a subject. (more…)
“I took a bit of an usual route,” says Riason Naidoo, who was appointed as the first black director of the Iziko South African National Gallery in Cape Town in 2009. “I’m trained as an artist – as a painter, but I’ve done a few different things in the art world after graduating.”
Liam Magner sits in the corner of the smoking section; he’s dressed in all black and wears a monkey’s face around his middle finger. Later this evening, he will stand on stage, wrapped in flashing lights and pulsing beats as students stomp, stumble, bounce and dance at the Intervarsity Afterparty at Rhodes University. But before he takes to the stage as Veranda Panda, we meet at Champs Action bar to talk about pandas, mix tapes and his time in this town. (more…)