MAGAZINE
I fear that Blacks may find themselves yet again waking up in the morning after the elections next to whites who have smuggled themselves into bed and in fact married them selves to the Black struggle permanently in order to safeguard white interests.
The guy at the street corner has always been problematic. I don’t mind people standing at the corner if that’s what they want to do with their time, but can they let me walk home in peace. Brothers at the street corner are known to be fond of trying to chat to every girl that walks past them.
There is a woman who will sleep with a man purely on a wing and a prayer, because if she refuses to sleep with him, he will kick her out of his flat in the middle of the night. It’s a power play. Men have it, women, not so much. She is unemployed and an extra financial burden at home. He has a job, a car and his own place.
He has performed extremely well in South African art competitions in recent years: in 2012 he was a finalist in the ABSA L’Atelier top ten awards, and the winner of the prestigious Gerard Sekoto Award, which facilitated his completion of two residencies in 2013: at Atelier le Grand Village (Angouleme, France), and at Cité Internationale des Arts (Paris, France)
Sihlali’s oeuvre challenges us to imagine a history in which large-scale political demonstrations and acts of violence cannot be separated from the way people navigate their domestic rituals and daily lives
“It’s a lie; I know it’s a lie! He can’t die, he is too kind hearted to leave, too young to ascend to heaven, and he hasn’t even started pursuing his dreams. No! It’s a lie!” as I yell frantically to no one in particular.
There is a woman who will sleep with a man purely on a wing and a prayer, because if she refuses to sleep with him, he will kick her out of his flat in the middle of the night. It’s a power play. Men have it, women, not so much. She is unemployed and an extra financial burden at home. He has a job, a car and his own place.
Imagine you are a mink – beautiful and precious beyond compare. Then suddenly one autumn day, hunters invade your homeland.
And while we spend precious time beautifying ourselves in front of the mirror, for his amusement of course - we do not see the truth. We brush our expensive hair strands carefully, colour our lips and pout, and turn to admire the castle built around us.
I am always careful and wary of my surroundings, for my daily commute on foot from Noord to Bree Taxi Rank carries potential terror for my kind. But on one morning I am less vigilant; my mind is burdened with personal troubles that kept me awake the night before.
I have been single for about six months now. I miss him. His face, the taste of his lips still lingers but has begun to fade with time. We started talking again after four months of silence after the break up. For what reason, I am not sure.
A lot of times when we Blacks talk about the system of white supremacy, we often talk about it as something that is located somewhere far away, and not present in the things we do on a daily basis in our homes and other personal person spaces.The truth is that we are as much a part of the system of white supremacy as it is a part of us.
Racism is not about being called kaffir, nigger or monkey. It is not about bananas being thrown at you at a soccer match or being taunted with monkey sounds.