by TPGallery Photographer
by TPGallery Photographer
Photo album by Terra Dick (20/04/2015)
Where: Bard College, New York
Camera used: Canon 6d with 85mm lens
Photos by Lerato Dumse & Muholi (2015/04/15)
There’s 56 pair of eyes poised to stare back at those who visit South African, Zanele Muholi’s Faces and Phases exhibition space when it opens on April 17, 2015 at The Photographers’ Gallery, in London.
The group exhibition is part of the Deutsche Börse Photography Prize 2015.
This annual prize recognizes a living artist, “for a specific body of work, in an exhibition or publication format within Europe, which has significantly contributed to photography.”
Muholi is nominated for the Faces and Phases 2006-14 photo book.
She is nominated alongside Viviane Sassen, Nikolai Bakharev and Mikhael Subotzky & Patrick Waterhouse, for projects that were presented between October 2013 and September 2014.
The Visual Activist says she exhibits 56 portraits from her multi award winning lifetime series, “to remember mothers who protested against pass laws in 1956, now its black lesbians who are protesting for the end of brutal hate crimes, and to enjoy freedom as same sex loving people.”
Muholi goes on to say, “we march for peace, which is long overdue in the 21 Years of democracy that South Africa has enjoyed.”
Part of Muholi’s exhibition includes a video installation of her successful award winning documentary, Difficult Love (2010), “We live in fear” by the Human Rights Watch as well as “Raped for who I am” a documentary produced in South Africa which is one o the early documentaries which highlighted the plight of black lesbians.
A white cloth inscribed with testimonies will also cover a section of Muholi’s exhibition room, it features quotes on hate crime survivors and victims.
Deutsche Börse Group and (The Telegraph, as a media partner), sponsor this annual £30,000 prize, which was founded in 1996 by The Photographers’ Gallery, and has become one of the most prestigious international art awards. The winner will be announced at a special award ceremony held at The Photographers’ Gallery on 28 May 2015.
This year’s judges are Chris Boot, Executive Director, Aperture Foundation; Rineke Dijkstra, Artist;Peter Gorschlüter, Deputy Director, MMK Museum für Moderne Kunst and Anne Marie Beckmann, Curator, Art Collection Deutsche Börse.
The exhibition will run from 17 Apr – 7 Jun 2015.
Location: Islington, London
When: South African celebrated and commemorated Human Rights Day.
Camera used: Canon 6D on H304 manfrotto tripod at 10 sec. each photo.
Sharing thoughts after brunch.
Between the photographer and curator…
Joined by the writer…
The kitchen as the best studio with good light coming through the window…
“I like the series …
Lovely moments and memories.
Thank you for capturing it.
The light is beautiful. Very relaxed and contemplative.
Strange to see myself without make up in my own kitchen online…” – Renee Mussai.
More photos captured with iPhone 6 by Renee
My name is Ntokozo R Dube also known as Stacie.
I’m a transvestite who stays in Minnebron. I was born 22 years ago in a very small town called Plumtree in Matebeleland South of Zimbabwe. From a very young age I felt differently about myself. Every time I looked in the mirror instead of seeing a young boy all I saw was a little girl.
I spent time with girls instead of boys. I would sometimes play dress up in my mom’s closet. I didn’t understand what was happening with me. I didn’t know what being gay meant, never even seen or heard of a gay person, because where I come from they say it’s a criminal offense. My family thought I would change as I grow up, but that didn’t happen.
When I reached teenage hood I realized that I had feelings for other boys. I didn’t know what to do. I was confused, angry, depressed ashamed and angry. I went to a boarding school where I met different kinds of people. I noticed that some boys acted and behaved like I did, but I was afraid to talk to them about that subject. I was scared that it would raise suspicions and get me charged for homosexuality. So I maintained a distance between me and all of them.
I eventually made friends with most of those guys and that’s when they sort of told me that I am a “stabane”. I was very angry with them. I felt like they were insulting and humiliating me. I made friends with this other girl who was/is lesbian, and she explained to me what being gay meant. She was sort of well informed, but I couldn’t understand nor accept that I was gay.
A few years later I came to South Africa and stayed with my sisters. One day we were in a taxi from Thokoza to Phola Park, and there was this lady (as I assumed), my sister whispered in my ear “yistabane lo”. I was confused mostly because when I looked at her I pictured myself having that courage to come out and stroll about in red stilettos like her.
I wanted to ask my sister how that person came to be but I was scared that she’ll pick up that I’m gay and react. So I decided to keep quiet and stay in the dark. A few months later I moved to Soweto to stay with my male cousin. He used to ask me why I didn’t have a girlfriend at my age.
To avoid being a subject of gossip I dated a girl. It felt unreal and weird because I didn’t have feelings for her or any other girl for that matter. So I dumped her when my cousin was convinced that I was a “man”. I was still lost and confused. I tried a lot of things to be a “real man”.
I had circumcision and even slept with a lot of girls hoping to change into a man that everyone and myself expected to be, but that was just a waste of time and energy because that wasn’t who I am.
One sunny day in December I met this charming guy. The minute I laid my eyes on him my heart pumped faster. It was like am having a mini heart attack but I didn’t say anything to him. To my surprise the guy asked me out, I pretended to be angry and lied to his face “hey wena ngiyindoda yangempela, angiso stabane” (I’m a real man, I’m not gay).
I tried to turn him down but the true person inside me couldn’t resist what she saw, so I gave in and dated the guy. Whenever I was with him, his touch and his kiss felt so real. For the very first time in my life I felt happy and comfortable about my sexuality.
On the 24th of December 2011 I decided to come out to my family and everyone that I am gay. I sent everyone close to me a message about my decision. I was scared that they’ll reject or hate me. I thought of what people back at home would say. I imagined myself being a subject of idle gossip at shops, schools, river and everywhere. I was so scared.
To my surprise ¾ of my family accepted, supported and loved me unconditionally.
It was the best Xmas gift from me to me. I let out the diva that I was hiding inside me; I changed my entire closet and did my hair. I was so happy and alive more than I have ever been before. I contested in many pageants the likes of Miss Gay Uthingo, Miss Gay Daveyton, Valentine and Miss Gay Jozi; and all thanks go to my “mom” Lesiba Mothibe who groomed me to be a queen that I am today.
My dream is for LGBTI communities in other countries to have this freedom we have here in Mzansi. It’s a long way to go but if we stand up, unite and fight for what is rightfully ours, we will win our right to freedom. I wish I could do something to bring LGBTI freedom rights to those countries, especially in my home country.
I am so happy to be living my life the way I’m supposed to.
What more do I need?
Let me guess, I want nothing because everything will happen when I’m the person I’m supposed to be not a fake person I was struggling and faking to be.
by Lindeka Qampi, Zanele Muholi & Terra Dick
Where: Khayelitsha, Cape Town
Featuring: Faces and Phases participants
Amanda, Velisa, Terra and Anele…
Young black lesbian
With time your faces will change
With time your swag will re-arrange
With time your phases will cut frames
And in a stint you may look back and even consider yourself lame
In time your life may be taken for granted and maybe even slain
But not let not the perils of this world define you as pain
Young melanin-abundant same-sex loving woman
Your fellow black woman asked of her message to you
“You grip the knife at the sharpest of edges” 
You may be grappling with definition
Because justice is for the conformist
It is transparently visible
That you do not exist three times
‘Black – visible only in relation to white
Woman – visible only in relation to man
Homosexual – visible only in relation to heterosexual’ 
And in protest I declare
That you are the romance to your own existence
The caress to your name kissing the archives of times gone by
So wise up and read
Because history books
Are how you have now become a legacy
Dear young black lesbian
With Faces and Phases anew
Your life has officially been placed on a silver platter
Let not their misconceptions define you as pain
Let them make your fire burn brighter
For to the future generations you a torch bearer
You are a peacekeeper
You are the bread to the builders
Who construct the bridging of gaps between us
You are a heavy-footed spirit
Because your purpose is the motif of greatness
And here-in lies the existence of your life ever so blatant
Phresh colourful(l) homosexual sister
You are the riches that will afford future generations
An inheritance of social bonds
That afford the comprehension of THE FREEDOM TO CHOOSE
This here publication is
Acknowledgement of the barriers you have had to clap through
While beheading yourself
Because somebody claimed to have recognized you
This publication is living proof that your existence exists
There is nothing left behind that cannot relate to you
“If it is not documented, it means it never existed” 
This publication is living proof of your being
That can never be wiped out by any kind of socio-historical amnesia
So fellow young black lesbian
Join me as we Be!
For ‘Faces and Phases 2006 – 2014’
© Christie van Zyl (2015)
 Quote credit to writer Azime Ngubane on completing the sentence ‘Dear Young Black lesbian…’
 Quote credit to writer Ziphozakhe Hlobo on completing the sentence ‘Dear Young Black lesbian…’
 Quote credit Anonymous
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