The Fourth edition of the Kampala Biennale titled Get Up Stand Up, is unlike others we have experienced before. Taking from the Bob Marley song, it encouraged artists to create work that is inspired by standing up to the challenges they face. The exhibition takes on a virtual form due to the covid-19 pandemic and…
“Let us think the unthinkable, let us do the undoable, let us prepare to grapple with the ineffable itself, and see if we may not eff it after all.” Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency (the British version) Scum Boy, is the award-winning short documentary film directed by Allison Swank and “made possible through the extraordinary…
I consider myself as a feminist, a Black feminist. A feminist that works within the South African context—a feminist that works also works within the continent because I am African before I become South African it’s something that I knowledge everyday, that my story is not completely different umm to the rest of the women…
welcome to casualsex.store – south africa’s first online artist-market. and as a non-warehousing, multi-disciplinary platform, it seems it’s the first of its kind – worldwide. yes, there are platforms similar to ours – in the U.S – and they’re used by hundreds of south african artists. but, thing is, they’re not built to actively grow artists in…
Rituals are the bedrock of our sense-making in this world….they help us regulate emotions, our goal/performance states, and our connection to other people. Kursat Ozenc It is with this sentiment on rituals that I approached five creative practitioners; Byron Fredericks, Refilwe Nkomo, Helena Uambembe, Simnikiwe Buhlungu and Tazmé Pillay. I wanted to get a sense of…
Fiction and art go side by side. One doesn’t depend on the other, however, I do think they become more beautiful the closer they exist to one another. In their junctions, the imagination is provoked and the ability to invent and create becomes clear. All this leads us to great capacities of significance and meaning…
It’s a long way to Gwadana; a place where tongues are long, clouds are neon, bellies are round, hills are pink and tails are chariots. As you travel along the edge, a tender song of melodies is set free. Mystery engulfs and fantasy captivates. Behind every hill lies an absurd universe. The mythology of witchcraft…
Everything that has happened in the world is a part of history, however, it is not necessarily in History. What we are taught and told is filtered through the perspective of those who are doing the teaching and telling — and these are often individuals in privileged positions. This, ultimately reflects how and what we…
I’ve often thought—in some sense—that there is something in Ngadi Smart’s work and artistic practice that both says something about and disrupts tidy notions of home. Less so in the actual conceptual and material articulation of her work but more so in the human vessel the work is mediated through being Ngadi herself and the…
Between the mirror and the self-portrait; there is a great abyss. Like still life, portraits and self-portraits are great classics in art history. Portraits were commissioned by people of great importance — and who could afford to do so — to mark their presence in the history of families and monarchies. Just as artists would…
Love for Moguls was a rose. Love for Mowglis, like us, is a poppy. A love smuggled across borders authorities tried stopping. First brown people we dated, self-hatred almost stopped it. Maybe it’s the thorns that I love, the cuts toughen the skin — I need to struggles to win so it’s the war that…
At times we are a little selfish where our experiences and sensitivity are concerned. I recognised this as soon as I was little, when I started playing the piano. I always valued my own experience, my own perfectionism. I should be very clear and exact to myself. Time, of course, passes by — and rightly…
