Monday, April 22, 2024

Good Morning, Fish - Clarence Hamilton (A Review By Kim Dearham)

Be Kind to yourself and go sit somewhere with Clarence Hamilton's "Good Morning, Fish.


You'll smell the aromas of tripe curry and pap and remember  the Aunty who pulled up her nose to the #kasi food, you'll recognize the pretty girl whose mother forced her to Wella straight her hair to escape from her roots, the O'ms who got paid every fortnight and nursed a bottle of whiskey way into Sunday morning,  the Aunty who tried to manage and manipulate her own violent beatings, because neither community and state recognized that she needed help, the melting pot of race, class and religion.  


The school authorities (church?) who easily assisted the Apartheid system in celebrating and upholding the divisions - the ideal Republiek which held our people into a passive submission,  always reminding them that they were a step higher and better than blacks.  You'd understand the #impipi mindset a little reverently?  


Here too, you'll find the unity of these small communities at times when someone breaks or aches.  The neighboring lending/borrowing to make a pot of food at sunset and the #glammaboys - stoepsitters, playing dice and cat calling the girls who took their daily walks to the shops.    


Clarence Hamilton writes about two boys'  escapades and experiences growing up in Noordgesig -  the story tells the Joster/Pieraks colored experience, growing up during 60's and 70's. Their stories reflect the search for self identity in the time of SA Apartheid, the freedom to choose one's understanding of humanity.  


I can almost hear a laughing O'm Chris Van Wyk say “Ah, comrade, you used some nice English words there.” 

It's a MNCA (grand-lekke-delish) book kawus (bra's) and I sincerely hope it lands in the list of prescribed books for high school learners.

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Reviewed by: Kim Dearham

Sunday, April 21, 2024

The Three Sisters - A Church Story


On Filming Heritage


The Western concept of the museum, which was exported to the former colonies, has always been horrendously inverted and homogenised to depict singular narratives of dominant cultural players, neglecting to expose a series of historically silenced narratives of the colonised cultures and peoples.


Although the normative definitions of heritage (which often implies artefacts preserved through ages in places such as museums) tend to speak of tangible property, one is left to wonder how can a people whose land and property was illegally annexed construct a compendium of properties (in absentia) that form their heritage?  


I mean properties that speak to the creativity of the community, their methods of securing food and their cultural customs and rituals, which were buried with debris of wars between settlers - the same settlers for whom churches and other monuments were built by black blood and sweat.


Today, we are inundated with monuments and other carcasses of brick and mortar erected to testify that religion and war are sources of colonial pride, while our villages have been trampled underground and cities built over bones in unmarked cemeteries allocated natives who died defending their heritage.


Without a doubt, displacement and constant bridging border frontiers meant that a lot of our collective heritage could not be retained for future generations, as properties of inheritance for posterity. This lack is therefore a form of disinheritance, a tale of stolen and usurped heritage which needs to be excavated from the ruins left behind.


And the lack of de-colonial narratives in museums and absence of black experiences and the biased representations between colonisers and colonised, have psychological implications on communities and for contemporary recollections of history, which cannot be ignored.


Yet many such spaces continue to be riddled with erasure and omissions of vast collections depicting the lives and strifes of people of colour, where even Native leaders who were prominent in their time have faded into relative obscurity. 


These varied forms of erasure which expand into the history of modern amnesia about historical events and their contemporary impacts are proving detrimental to heritage preservation, more so when many people don’t feel the vitality and complexity of their identities represented in these places of heritage preservation.


Sadly, heritage sites and museums now face a challenge of systematic art theft, which is a phenomenon that has been known since antiquity mainly because of ignorance about the ideological rooting of each monument or museum and the rage towards the absence of acknowledgement of silenced communities in these contemporary heritage preservation enclaves and sites. 


It is however, another strategy that not only involves the transfer of valuable articles, but is also used as a way to legitimise cultural dominance - is the theft perpetuated by self-appointed “saviours of culture and heritage” who often leave unanswerable questions and as a result, the artefacts are torn from their context and turned into trophies - the visible confirmation of subjugation.


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Over several years of researching various museums, I find it unnerving that photographs, ephemera, and important source materials depicting various people of colour at various stages of the development of this country are scarce, and this scarcity seems to have been a concerted effort on the part of the archivists, who deliberately omitted all record of black lives in various regions of colonial settlements.


My enquiry is therefore about appearances and disappearances, what is given as proofs of past events, what is preserved and protected as heritage of a select minority, and also the unseen, forgotten and vandalised archives of those “uncultured communities”.


Renowned museums in towns and cities built by black servants and slaves, have no recorded histories of these involuntarily workforces preserved for posterity, and this indeed was a social project of denial which eventually made erasure a certainty for many communities.


Today, South Africa is famous for its assortment of architectural marvels that stand in many settler towns, established around churches which were clearly built by slave labour who were either subjects to a corrupt settler and chief or prisoners of various wars.


South Africa has rich collections of historical  archives, artefacts and memorabilia, and some of these hold some extensive family ties and speak to the how historical events shaped personalities who would eventually be venerated by future generations.


During the dramatic historical processes of the first half of the 20th century, ideas of identity forged a draconian system of white supremacist nationalism among the Afrikaner nation and this unduly influenced how historical events affected people of colour. 


Black experiences of the settlers’ wars such as the Anglo-Boer War were scarcely documented, save for the later part of the 1930 and 40’s when an emergence of black photographers meant that many communities were documenting themselves for posterity. 


But these records could not be accepted into established heritage preservation institutions governed by racists with segregationist policies and their embedded belief that they are the sole chosen inheritors of this land’s heritage, its history and natural resources. 


It is thus unsurprising how the country is inundated with Museums that conformed to the ideological dictates of apartheid ideologies, falsifying even the those truths essential for the perception and conveyance of local nature, architecture, and daily life.


Instead these museums and heritage sites became spaces that did not convey the depth of cultural and historical heritage of the diverse people of the land, and thus unable to demonstrate the intercultural dialogue that was happening throughout the social interactions between settlers and the native inhabitants of the land usurped.


Historians and archaeologists have undeniably amassed thousands of archaeological finds and items of decorative and applied art from past inhabitants of the regions now annexed by settlers who have entrenched their heritage through churches, farms and gravesites.


The meaning and import of individual heritage sites or museums does not, however, lie solely on particular people or items of importance collected by a site or museum, for all these museums have their own particular ways of conserving and making available the range of material they possess. 


Although many museums now claim to NOT have been built by people of colour, the same museums nevertheless, still need to be viewed as living, fossilised libraries of truths that stand to be interpreted by varied perspectives informed by their own biases and prejudices, as well as their desire for redress of erasures.


My constant visits to various archives have become essential elements for marking time in a myriad of photographs, and have assisted me to realise how places change while its people develop and retain a sense of communal identity. In those images, the ways people are dressed and their hairstyles tell me about the lifestyle and culture that prevailed at a particular time.


Carrying out the activities described above takes courage and resolve, and dedication that is undifferentiated to self-discovery, a way of trying to piece together identity from broken museums that have neither figments of my past nor any truth regarding details of the said past.


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Museums and heritage sites enable us to engage with events we may have been unaware of or indifferent to, by living vicariously through them and altering the way we perceive them and our attitudes - museums should be spaces for interlacing stories from diverse cultures to underscore the themes of identity, survival, and collective strength.


Museums should facilitate crucial dialogues with art from the past in contemporary settings, offering a unique point of departure for unpacking expanded notions of culture as transient, therefore requiring constant revisioning. 


Heritage preservation therefore entails approaching the many ecologies of life, gathering hundreds of ordinary photographs, family snapshots that capture the everyday experience of people, moving through different creative realms—from the family album, as a private space outlining the past, to the landscapes inhabited by Black bodies.


These are memory-spaces that must remain untranslated and liberated from speculative manipulation, must be protected from fabrications and avoid castaways of history, histories of inclusion and exclusion.


Exploring how objects bond to us and communicate with us memories, and how their absences and omission can impact our collective sense of identity, it is imperative that those items that have been stripped of their original function and have become “dead” objects in their reduction to artistic value be reassembled and preserved.


The dignity of each item that has been robbed can only be restored if the community to which it belonged is included in the rediscovery of its intended meaning; and this way each artefact and other objects become a tribute to collective intelligence of a people.

Tuesday, April 9, 2024

Words

from compost to rot, 

words placed together 

(composed)


are but apparently futile endeavours that are indicate glimpses of the sacred


reconfigured everyday notions


encounters between object and invisible phenomena


mining of personal 

and public discourse

from secluded chambers to the mind


Words Are Islands Are Mountains - 


memories of people and landscapes, colours, forms

what they left behind inevitably changing

composed into agile renditions of temporary repairs to memory


Words, like a clock suggesting specific routes for the viewers to follow in a spiritual resolve

Through a world broken, tragic and tumultuous, hollow

Where the word can meander through twists and turns


Words open up new routes to “surrealist” strata, 

such as delirium, enigma, paranoia and poetry, 

to avoid simplistic apprehensions of what is real and built around our naked sins.


Words


each word detailed in imagery of a path that mirrors a deep spiritual tragedy


lamenting the world left behind by thought


invoking a layered perception of places 


and other warehouses of religious architecture


Words


signify reservoirs that avow ancestral memory puzzles


contrasting interventions and playful gestures


unexpected forms that foster fresh mysteries


at first glance strangely familiar but strange


Words 


mystery and matter delivered in a rush of poetic illumination


that power of words to be reborn


to create emancipatory images for new stories of the dead


“as if everything were born in me or as if I were born in everything.” *



*(Argentinian writer Robert Juarroz. A veces ya no puedo moverme)

Wednesday, March 6, 2024

Fashion For Change - A Slice Of My Life

 


This short video showcases the garments constructed by trainees of Fashion For Change Portable Skills Training conducted by Ree-Joy Designs, at The Klerksdorp Museum.

Saturday, February 3, 2024

Basotho - Life In Two Tales

"These two stories have remained very close to my heart as a filmmaker and activist who always strives to expose those voices that would otherwise be not heard. They are a culmination of expressed resilience of the two families documented in the films."




Filmed in 2013, the two documentaries capture rural lives of two families living on the highlands of the mountain kingdom of Lesotho. 
Told through unobstructed observations of occurrences and events in lives caught within the continuum of time, it is a record of hardships as they unfold and stagnation of aims and dreams.
On this journey we encounter faces and voices of those seemingly forgotten communities braving the brutal winter in a landscape of immense beauty.
We glimpse into a realm that will soon be relegated to nostalgia, while unlearning some myths woven about lives of people deemed to be defeated by poverty.


Saturday, January 20, 2024

Fashion For African Futures


For centuries, the global fashion industry has referenced African fashion, but it has not always done so without blatant appropriation without acceptance of the origins of these fashion trends.

  


Often misconstrued as ‘tribal’ or ‘exotic’ or simplified to leopard skins and mud cloths, the African perspective of fashion has been trivialised by many cultures, and it has become a scapegoat for sentiments of Africa’s backwardness.


But the truth has always been the country because Africa, over and above a vast array of civilisations and cultural expressions has given humanity its identity and vote, and taught humanity how to conceal it’s  nakedness before the majesty of the natural world.

When many “civilised societies” pursue their consumerist urges to destroy the natural world for self-gratification, Africa is now looking to re-evaluate its relationship with the planet through its dress, food and means of shelter.


It is often said that in Africa garments communicated status or marked a ritual or passage of time as people moved from one communal state to another; but can these ideals become also objectives for contemporary garment makers for present generations with transient cultural trends?


And having witnessed how the COVID-19 epidemic turned the global fashion industry on its head, what new interventions can African fashion designers endeavour to resuscitate the ailing industry which on the other hand can lift many people from poverty? Even post-COVI-19, designer production is halted, fashion shows and events are postponed or moved online, and brands have had to scramble to set up proper online businesses to make up for sales lost to store closures. As the global fashion industry grapples with the effects of the pandemic, Africa’s network of designers is particularly vulnerable to disruption.


But what innovative strategies can be used to resuscitate this otherwise fossilised industry, which is also facing a variety of socio-economic challenges steeped in local markets sentiments that have put many African economies under duress?


Solutions, of course have to come from fashion practitioners themselves, and while the future is bright for African fashion, it will only be if fashion practitioners they take hold of the narrative and get in front of the current boom. In order to avoid another tale of exploitation, designers must also learn to be business savvy, putting the correct infrastructure in place for the manufacture and sale of their products, as well as training a new crop of creatives who will carry the touch into the future. 



When I first read a media release from a fashion design company that was conducting portable skills training in Matlosana, I was intrigued and at the same time enthused by the notion that there is an initiate that is taking eco-friendly and sustainable fashion to the masses. Naively, many fashionistas assume that under-resourced communities have no notion of preserving their environment through their means of subsistence, dress and shelter, and this initiate which is dubbed for Change is doing exactly that. Transforming minds at grassroots level, and conscientizing them of possibilities of up cycling, and recycling, thrifting for pre-loved garments to create even more strikingly fresh trends.


“Each one, teach one, we found that an appropriate motto for the Portable Skills Training because it speaks to Ree-Joy Designs not giving the youth fish, but teaching them how to fish, says Tebogo Mgodoyi, the training facilitator for the Fashion For Change Portable Skills Training Initiative. And she further alludes to the idea that through the initiative, the trainees are now becoming skilled to confront the ravages of unemployment, which they now can confront with skills that can be turned into livelihoods.


The training initiate, in its fifth month has trained seven abled women and youth, together with three trainees from TechFord Disability Centre, and this audacious one to impart skills to the disabled is also an essential objective for the initiate. And through the support of BASA PESP Grant, Fashion For Change is clearly making waves within the Matlosana Municipality, as now the trainees are preparing for a fashion show to be held on the 14th of February 2024 at The Klerksdorp Museum.


With their audacity and indelible efforts and the hard work they have put into the creative garments they constructed, they will have an opportunity to exhibit for their community, proving their true grit to a number of fashion industry stakeholders attending to witness the resurgence of fashion talent with “The Platinum Province”.


“Through this show, we will be exhibiting proof that with resilience and passion, our arts can become our saving skills and take us out of poverty. And with the garments that are bro be seen, the theme of sustainable fashion and eco friendly practices will be clearly displayed with the hope that may people will move towards recycling and upcycling their garments for upcoming trends”, concludes Ms. Mgodoyi.