While we stand before each other as strangers, we are discreetly connected by common human experiences and collectively relate to that which we have seen and felt as individuals. Our estranged relationship becomes apparent when we reveal pieces of our lives in the form of stories; the tales shared around fireplaces, within the walls of boarding school dormitories, between commuters in taxis and buses or even during drunken moments at a bar. In these times of connectedness the barriers housing our solitude fall away, granting us the rare opportunity to recognise each other a little more. Continue reading
…As I grew older, my relationship with art took a dip. Distracted by the circumstances that came with the transition into adulthood, I ended up neglecting my soul’s favourite food. This went on for a long time;it was a strange and unexplainable period of silence and dormancy. Fortunately, this period eventually passed, and my passion for art returned. I found myself attending poetry sessions, exhibitions, book launches, theatre productions and other spaces of expression once again. Most importantly, I went back to expressing myself.
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The last time I published a post on this platform,I announced my indefinite leave from blogging (See post here).
Today, I am happy and proud to reveal my offical web page,Beautiful Mess, the project behind my silence. Creating a website,no matter how small,is quite a mission. I made a decision to drop everything else for a little while and focus on making this little dream of mine happen.
There’s nothing more underwhelming than a deserted blog. Please excuse my silence.
Eyebags and Dimples by Bonnie Mbuli, a well renowned South African entertainer, took me by surprise upon its release in 2012. I knew of Bonnie the actress, model and presenter; I was not familiar with Bonnie the writer. It was this unfamiliarity that sparked my interest in the autobiography. I finally entertained this curiosity after a good friend of mine recently passed his copy of the book down to me. Continue reading
The wholesome acceptance and celebration of black women remains an imagined concept. This past weekend, the For Black Girls Only event made this concept tangible. For just a couple of hours, black women from different walks of life touched this dream.