It is perhaps ominous that so many of us come into this world cryingThis world that shuns differenceHow can I not cry coming into this world?This world that alienates IPushes I to the limitDestroys I whollyDestroys I that it renders I deadDestroys I so completely, that I destroy myselfDestroy those who resemble IIt is perhaps... Continue Reading →
No White Woman Formed against Me Will Prosper against My Mustards
“Do you guys realise this is an open space?!”“Be quiet”“The young radicals”“You have to allow everyone to voice their opinions”“You wear such colourful clothes, I could never”“New and younger staff need to be better trained”“You’re a bit too sexy in that outfit, don’t you think?” I hear these remarks on a weekly almost daily basis in... Continue Reading →
Chase those baldheads out of town!
Baldheads"Crazy Baldheads" by Bob Marley and the Wailers, was released in 1976 on the Album, "Rastaman Vibration", it was written by Rita Marley and Vincent Ford. Its one of my favourite songs ever written. The lyrics speak directly to some of the pinnacles of the Black liberation struggle, the issues of: our (mis)education, and the... Continue Reading →
Overcoming the Standards of Colonial Modernity
Today I had several conversations with friends around one issue, the codification or lack of codification of African knowledge, African history, African feminism. Someone had again asked us to elaborate on why we were using terms developed outside of the African continent to describe Africa. They asked: "what are our African understandings of intersectionality and... Continue Reading →
They Call Me Baartman
Self love is unlearning the centuries old myths of black undesirability, Unlearning self-hatred Self-love is Sara-Baartma
"Start where you are…Just…start."
Second-guessing yourself is one of the biggest deterrents to living. All the time, I put off applying for jobs, funding, schools, I stopped painting, writing just because of the fear of failure or not meeting my own expectations. I constantly delay taking risks, making leaps of faith and then when things don't pan out, I... Continue Reading →
Learning to unlearn. An act of becoming
I have been deliberating for years about starting a blog, as a teenager I started one then just let it go. I could never find the time, the energy or the level of commitment required to update it regularly. What I focussed on instead was academic writing in my undergraduate degree and then in the... Continue Reading →
