The beautiful queen of the Wakambi, the peerless Marimba, was walking through the forest with her handmaidens on her way to the riverside to bathe her body in the cool waters. Birds sang in the trees overhead and the forest was heavy with the scent of thousands of flowering shrubs. Myriads of butterflies and colourful insects were fluttering in clouds…

In her practice Lorena Gutiérrez Camejo incorporates varying media and creative strategies that articulate her experience of life in Cuba and, in particular, reflections on “power.” Power is peculiar concept, revealing itself in overt and obscure ways. Without being explicit or overstated, Gutiérrez Camejo’s work triangulates power relations, the position of the individual, and social relations in situations of the…

Mxolisi “Dolla” Sapeta was born the third child of four children in New Brighton, a township outside Port Elizabeth, on January 26 1967. At the age of six he would, after school as he waited for his older siblings to arrive and grant him access to the family home, draw on the gravel outside the house and this over time…  

am being sued by my new neighbour. New because I have just moved into an old complex in Goodwood. The neighbour is an elderly white woman who lives in the apartment below mine. She is chain smoker; the whole downstairs is consumed with tobacco fumes emanating from her permanently ajar front door. Occasionally she is standing in the doorframe, puffing out smoke, and more than just occasionally she is roaming around the complex, visiting similarly disposed trustees. Together they form a haggard quartet, past their sell by date, left behind by democracy and reminiscing about the heydays of apartheid. They really ought to be dead but since they are not,…