2015 July 24: LGBT network emerges from Shell

by Lerato Dumse

After spending a year identifying, researching, reaching out, approaching, and convincing senior leaders, Linda Mayekiso succeeded in his plan to see Shell South Africa launch an LGBT network. This event was held on Tuesday, July 21 2015 at Shell’s head-office in Bryanston, Johannesburg. It made Shell the first South African company in the oil and energy industry to have such a network available for its employees.

 

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Judge Edwin Cameron speaking during his keynote address at the Shell LGBT network.

 

A special tribute was paid to Linda by the guest speaker, Judge Edwin Cameron, who applauded him for, “his courage as an employee at Shell.” Linda has been with the company for the past 8 years and currently works as a Payment and Loyalty Manager. His drive for establishing this network stems from his own experience of being discriminated as a member of the LGBT community. His vision is to create a platform to help a graduate coming into Shell to feel comfortable to share their sexual orientation, to make a contribution to a driver of a depot or a staff member in a Shell retail shop.

“The point of having this network is to educate, unite, inform and create an organization that is accepting of LGBT members,” said Linda, adding that as members of the LGBT community, “we need to start taking such initiatives into our own hands, instead of waiting for someone to do it for us.”

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Judge Cameron was invited to address the audience on gender orientation and diversity in the workplace. Part of the Judge’s talk gave a brief historical background about the LGBT community, explaining that once the religions and moralists had condemned homosexuality, it became a crime as well.

“The more progressive view was that it is not a crime but a sickness.” Judge Cameron said this belief has persisted until recently, with same-sex oriented people facing gross human rights violations in the name of psychiatric treatment, by being subjected to aversion therapy, shock therapy etc. According to him, visibility is the most important reason why people have changed their mind.

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Dr Lerato Mtoba spoke about people who discourage LGBT individuals from living their truths

“Every single one of you has an LGBT relative,” Cameron announced to the office full of people, and those in the Cape Town and Durban branches who had joined the launch online. He said he based it on statistics that 1 in 10 people in the world are homosexual. “So if you have a family with more than 10 members, one of them is LGBT,” said Cameron, before adding that, “we just don’t know them because people don’t self identify as gay or lesbian.”

He shared that he only self-identified as gay at the age of 30, which was 32 years ago, when he worked as a human rights lawyer. Cameron told the group that coming out was a decision taken from deeply personal reasons, including struggling with his gay identity from age 14, and fighting against it for 16 years.

For Cameron, fighting against apartheid and gay and lesbian equality was because he believed, “the issue of visibility is important.”  He acknowledged that Shell doing this event marks a significant moment because “Shell is recognizing that between 5 and 10% of their employees whether distributors or head office staff are same sex oriented. Whether they identify as gay or lesbian is a different matter, it is a political choice.

The Health and Wellness department pledged their support to the network.
Dr Lerato Mtoba opened her five-minute talk by telling her personal experience while working with a young group of people at a Cape Town Technikon.
The doctor said she still thinks about a young man who was confused about his sexuality. Bowing to pressures of her societal and religious beliefs, she journeyed with the young man down a path that said, “you know what a macho man you need to be, you know the community will reject you.”
Dr Lerato said the aim of telling her story is to draw attention to the many stories in the “room, country and world were one was party to discouraging someone.” Fast-forward to now, the doc admits she now has her own 1 in 10 in her family that she deeply loves and walks a different journey with them.

She ended by reading a readiness note, which promises to provide a good service to the employees coming through the Shell LGBT network.
“As a clinical call centre we commit to be supportive to Shell employees.
For any referral process we will make sure the therapist fits the preference of the employee. If an employee states that they want to talk to an LGBT therapist, we will look for an appropriate therapist to support the employee.”

 

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Shell LGBT Network Organising Committee. L-R Chernene Johnston, Linda Mayekiso, Judge Edwin Cameron, Nathan Adonis and Bruce Courie.

 

Prithini Naidoo, who is Shell’s HR Country Manager, said the LGBT platform has opened a way for many individuals who have not been able come out; to do so, realising they are not alone. Prithini mentioned that she is not only referring to individuals who have a different sexual orientation, but also to parents who have children with a different sexual orientation, as they now have a space to speak up. “The South African employment equity and labour law act are clear that discrimination based on sexual orientation is prohibited.” She urged the network to lean on the HR team for support.

 

 

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2015 July 7: A meeting of minds

Report from Yithi Laba conference by Kopano Sibeko
Photos by Lindeka Qampi & Zanele Muholi

They say two heads are better than one; I say they are only better if they are functional. Yithi Laba conference proved to be the latter; it was a meeting of great minds indeed. A bag of brains gathered at Constitution Hill for the entire weekend of 5 – 7 June 2015. The conference was a great success, a group of young lesbians, who are participants, featured in Zanele Muholi’s Faces and Phases 2006-2014 portrait series made up the attendee list. They gathered to share, disseminate and exchange information and skills.

 

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It has been 39 years since the 1976 Soweto uprising and 21 years since South Africa’s emancipation from oppression and suppression of both movement and mental development. This intergenerational gathering of minds opened up a platform for these young women to get to know each other beyond their sexualities.

The Yithi Laba Conference was conceptualized by Zanele Muholi for Inkanyiso and organized by Lerato Dumse and Christie Van Zyl, to take place nine days before Youth Day on June 16, an annual commemoration of the 1976 Soweto uprisings, which fought to bring us where we are today, a generation that’s mentally liberated.

Muholi expressed why s/he imagined and felt this convention of minds would be beneficial to these young individuals. “I was 20 years old when the country got liberated, and I would’ve loved to be a part of something like this, revealed Muholi.
“I couldn’t, therefore, I don’t want to deprive these guys such an opportunity,” s/he continued. Muholi explained that sharing knowledge with queer born-frees, is essential, “we don’t need to be academic about it, but just to have an intergenerational gathering to gather information that’s all”, she said.

Day 1

On the first day of the conference, attendees toured the constitutional court, following a visit to Old Fort male prison complex, known as Number Four. The Con Court tour was organized to try and understand who gets access to these spaces and what kind of cases are brought to the Constitutional Court. The youth of South Africa may have heard about the existence of the constitutional court, but a majority of them probably don’t know where it is situated and what happens there, as well as the historical significance of the place.

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“I didn’t know there was a women’s prison, I just thought it was a court. Spending 25 seconds in the isolation cell was long enough, it was as if I was in a big black bin, I felt suffocated and suppressed,” said Velisa Jara, a photographer from FreeGender, in Kayelitsha Cape Town. She continues to express pain, saying, “we have freedom and we are abusing this freedom that we have.”

 

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Nosipo Solundwana also uttered that she’s never been exposed to historical tours, but seeing the isolation cells left her in pain. “If I lived during that time, I wouldn’t have survived,” she voiced out. In deep analysis of the day’s events Sebenzile Tshabalala articulated, “When I looked at how we live today, I become embarrassed. We need to take accountability for our behavior and choose the things we partake in.” Sebenzile says she wants to inter-generate, with people that are ambitious and progressive.

 

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The other half of the day was spent listening to guest speaker Kea Moloto-Modise, founder of Bontle-Bame. Kea shared her work and family life with the participants. She particularly touched on a very sensitive topic “FEAR”.
She forced the group to tap into a space that everyone is scared to tap into; they involuntary confronted their fears and realized their potential.  Molebogeng Rhapala said, “Today I realized that if you want something, you have to go get it, you will hurt people along the way, but that’s the root to survival”. She also uttered that she realized that people are more than what they think they are. “We just need to push hard and find the potential,” she concluded.

 

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Nosiphiwo Kulati concurred with Rhapala; she said that the first day’s events made her conscious of the fact that she is still caged, because she hasn’t exceeded her potential. “Today was an eye opener; I learned that we take our history very lightly and that we are scared of reaching our potential, I feel that we are actually more scared of failure than anything,” added Kulati.

 

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To wrap up the day, Lesego Masilela stated that it made her feel important to be chosen for the conference. Adding that she never expected to learn so much and to discover that there are so many talented people. “I am happy that for once, we are gathered in positivity and not during picnics and things that insist on us having alcohol”.

Day 2

The second day was about networking people who are in Faces and Phases. Asking the question, “Apart from being a portrait in a book, who are they?
What are they doing with their lives?”

The second day majorly had three objectives:

*   Listening to each other
*   To hear what each person is doing with their lives
*   To share knowledge and to gather where each person wants to be, in    future.

We are not here to brag, but to boast about something positive that we’ve done individually, and also to collaborate as participants and beyond,” said Muholi. The visual activist continued to express feelings that, “we need to work, we need to earn, we need to lead better lives, we need to educate ourselves and we need to be skilled.”

The day started with everyone introducing themselves again briefly.  There were guest speakers, including Rene Mathibe, who spoke about her journey as a painter. She shared about how far she’s come and how she ended up as an educator.

 

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Sibahle, who is a filmmaker, spoke about two important factors in the lesbian community. She discussed extensively about the dangers of alcohol abuse/addiction and domestic violence. She also walked us through her journey battling personal demons and how far she’s come, overcoming them.

 

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Fadzai Maparutsa, is a farmer and activist, who shared a vast number of things from her humble beginnings. She spoke about working within LGBTI organizations as a lesbian bodied person growing up in Zimbabwe.  Talking about resolutions that are relevant and of paramount importance in and around the world.

 

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Dean Hutton, who is a published photographer, spoke deeply about photography and lessons learned over the years. Dean spoke about personal experience about body weight, as well as self-images captured during a journey of self-acceptance, confidence and self-love.

During the second session there were four mothers who came to share their stories of raising lesbian daughters, their wishes, their fears and also to give sense of how they feel and how they deal with everything.

 

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Linda Nonkululeko Mankazana is an educator at an all girls’ school, who spoke about her struggles in the profession. Her work challenges are increased by her support for gay rights and allowing her lesbian pupils to embrace their sexuality. Her goal is to see her pupils feel comfortable within the school environment, since they spend most of their time there. She also shared about her journey of raising a lesbian daughter, who hasn’t openly said it to her that she is a lesbian.

 

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Mapaseka Mthunzi , “ma uwumuntu ungabi namahloni ngawe”, loosely translated as, “do not be embarrassed about who you are.”  She encouraged individuals to embrace who they are, no matter what, and in so doing, be responsible for the way they carry themselves.”

Bukelwa Dumse, spoke extensively about the birth period of her daughter Lerato Dumse, focusing on her own life challenges then. She also shared a story about how Lerato came out to her and what she went through at the time. However she admitted that she still doesn’t understand homosexuality broadly, but she loves her daughter with all that she has. Her only fear is hate crime; she gets concerned every time her daughter is not around.

 

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Fufu Mashifane touched on a variety of topics, with emphases on safety. As a mother of a lesbian daughter, she discussed how she is paranoid and gets uncomfortable every time her daughter goes out. She also added that it is saddening to have to experience people looking at your child with shame and disgust. She hopes for an integration of mothers, so they can get together and discuss these issues, because she understands how frustrating it can be, questioning yourself as a parent. Wondering whether your parenting skills had something to do with how your daughter’s turned out.

 

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The end of the second session ended blissfully with Mally Simelane, the mother of the late Eudy Simelane. She gave advise to the mothers and to the participants. Mally highlighting the importance of support and how she has always been supportive of her daughter. She shared that she is an activist, a proud supporter of gay rights; she is part of an organization that goes to schools, churches, clinics and police stations to try and educate people about homosexuality.

She motivated the young lesbian women, and asked them to stay away from gatherings that lead to hate crimes, walking around at night and preached that, “love yourself, so that people will be able to love you,” she added.

Later on that evening, there were documentary screenings; people showcased some of the work that they have done. The participants shared some good laughs while learning and getting to know each other at Melville, where they were buddied up.

Day 3

The third day of the conference felt more like a reunion as opposed to it being the last day of the conference. The participants were more accustomed to each other now, they could relate well with one another and you could literally sense the comfort from everyone.

This day gave everyone an opportunity to share at length about themselves and particularly their career paths. How they got to where they are, their obstacles, experiences, and their journeys thus far. Everyone had something to boast about, be it artistic, academic, athletic, you name it, and every participant belonged to a progressive fraternity.

 

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2015 July 2: My return to school

by Thembela ‘Terra’ Dick

My heart was beating so fast, I was nervous and scared. Maybe its because it has been so long since the last time I was a registered student. Since dropping out of school, it has been one of my best dreams to go back and finish my studies. Now the dream has come true, because of Zanele Muholi, who made it possible for me to go back.

 

2015 July:  Terra Dick in front with her FC classmates at Market Photo Workshop, Johannesburg.

2015 July: Photo by Patrick Selemani taken in Newtown, Johannesburg. Featuring: Amandla Hlazo, Lee-David De Haas, Lesedi Bolele Kikine, Loyiso Mbishe, Molefi Mdluli, Nkululeko Mtyhobile, Palesa Matlala, Siphiwe Thabiso Segage, Siyabonga Gcezengana, Thabo Sechaba Teffo, Thembela Dick & Tiisetso Sibusiso Rapola

 

Due to excitement and wanting to be early, I woke up around 5:30am on the morning of July 1 2015. School opened at 8:30am while my first, Foundation Course class, at Market Photo Workshop (MPW) started at 9:00am. I couldn’t eat, I didn’t have an appetite and I was full of excitement. I left home at 7:30am; in my mind I thought school was starting at 8:00am, only to find that I’m the first student in my class. When I arrived the security guard told me there’s no one from my class yet and there are no teachers as well. I decided to visit the gallery, to view the exhibition being shown.

The first Lecturer whose class I attended was Tibelo Muhape. She manages Course Assistance at Market Photo Workshop. Lekgetho Mazola introduced himself as a Trainer, who will be with us until the course is done. Before any training started, we had to introduce ourselves to our classmates. Lekgetho’s first lesson was about MPW and how it started, he told us about David Goldblatt, the founder of Market Photo Workshop. The second Trainer was Patrick Selemani, who is the Course Assistant, responsible for our class until the Course ends. Then we met John Fleetwood, the head manager at MPW. He came to introduce himself, before telling us a little behind Market Photo Workshop, his background, and relationship with David Goldblatt.

Patrick Selemani then took us for a tour inside the school, introducing us to every staff member. He showed us where we are going to do our assignments, as well as the analogue processing camera room to work on our photos. We visited the room were our research will be conducted via the Internet. We went to the library, kitchen, and the place we are going to Photoshop our digital photos. The last person to introduce herself was Maxine Thomik, who manages the Curriculum Training, and is available to assist with Bios and CV’s.

The day kept getting more and more interesting because I felt like I’m in the right place, at the right time. My classmates are very interesting people, we are only 12 in class, 9 guys, 3 girls and only one person is much older than us. They all have different characters and willing to learn from others, they seem transparent and work as a team.
We were given an assignment about the best photographers who were students at Market Photo Workshop; we had to research about their work. My choices were Zanele Muholi, Musa Nxumalo, Jerry Gaegane, and Lebohang Kganye. We had to choose only one photographer, because I know Zanele Muholi personally, everyone was sure I would choose her.

I surprised everyone when we were presenting. I chose Lebohang  Kganye because I wanted a challenge. I didn’t know anything about her photography when I researched her, but I loved her work. I found her photography very interesting and amazing. Her work looks at apartheid, slavery and family. For me, those three things are very important. The work she does is based on what’s important in my life, which is knowing who I am and loving my family. That’s why I chose her and because she is a woman.

I experienced very good things on my first day at school. I loved the vibe and environment that I’m in when I’m at school. I can’t wait to have my student card, which we took photos of, during our last period. I really love being back at school and I promised myself the next class level, which is very interesting. I will work hard so that I get there. This is the first amazing day of my life back in school, for the first time in long time.

 

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2015 July 18: Photographs, writing and poetry remain as powerful reminders

by Lerato Dumse

Hearing about someone’s passing forces you to reflect on that person’s life.
We remember the role they played and lessons they leave behind.
Then we search for reminders that will serve as permanent reminiscing tools.

It was on Tuesday when we learned through social media, about the sad news of Thando Njabulo Masuku’s sudden passing.

Visiting Njabulo’s facebook profile reveals he was a dedicated LGBTI activist, working in the transgender sector. His Photographs and writings are a positive reference for future generations.

Njabulo proved that speaking out and raising your issues enables a person to be heard and responded to. Inkanyiso is grateful to those who, stood up and took action, following Njabulo’s story.

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Thando on the left with friends at the 2014 Mpumalanga Pride. Photo by Zanele Muholi/ Inkanyiso

 

His passing reminds us about the importance of activism.

 

 

“In Loving Memory of Thando Njabulo Masuku*Happy*” is a facebook group that has been flooded with messages expressing sadness, and shock on his passing. Many have poured out their hears and paid their respects to their fallen comrade.

https://www.facebook.com/groups/471190359706513/?fref=nf

 

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Previous link by the late Thando Njabulo Masuku

 

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2015 July 6 Oslo Residency Appreciation

by Lindeka Qampi

Hectic preparations for Visa

It was such a hard experience applying for a visa to Norway. Time was against me, I was stressing myself about how to manage my busy schedule, as I was documenting the daily lives of the people who appear in the book ‘Faces and Phases’, also known as the ‘lesbian bible’ – a photographic publication by Zanele Muholi. My mobile phone was faulty causing poor communication with people. It also made it difficult to reach Christie, who is part of the team that I would travel to Norway with. All my plans were heading in the wrong direction and the worst thing was losing money while I was going to meet her. I felt so bad because it was not the right time to lose money. Finally we connected on Facebook and were able to meet at her flat in Woodstock to apply online for a visa. After several attempts at booking an appointment to submit our documents, we finally secured an appointment for the 25th of May 2015.

I woke up early to print my visa photos first and later I contacted Christie for directions. I met her inside the VFS Global offices; the wait was short and service was fast. We went to the desk to deliver our documents and I was amazed when the man at the counter rejected my visa photos – they had too much colour in the background and my face was not clear enough. I immediately went out to reprint the photos and went to the desk again. He looked at all of our documents, and then proceeded to tell us that there is a R420 processing fee, which we were not aware of. The Schengen states have just recently outsourced their immigration/visa services to VFS Global so their website was not working properly. We should have been notified at the end of our appointment booking process about the cost but because the website was down, we were not aware.
Shock and disgrace was playing its game. I looked all around with no solution; I was dampened inside with no hope, thinking about the next step and the lack of time. Christie was still explaining that we were not aware of process and the truth was that it is on paper. I am the kind of person who does not cry over spilt milk instead I focus on the next best thing and stay quiet. I was saying to myself, ‘God the decisions are yours, if you want me there you will make miracles’.

We were fortunate that God heard us and solved our problem. We asked the man to transfer our collections to Pretoria because we were leaving Cape Town to Johannesburg, he instructed us to call the embassy – to which the embassy responded with referring us back to VFS Global. We were given the run around but had to be patient because we needed the visas. The most stressful part of process was that they delayed alerting Christie about sending documentation verifying that she is a volunteer with Inkanyiso. We had been waiting for a collection notification until Christie had to eventually call them continuously until the last minute. We only received full approval of the visas the day before Christie had to leave for America. Finally we went to Pretoria and were excited to receive the visas.

The Journey and our Arrival

My suitcase life was hectic. I had a long journey, so many rivers to cross until the ending point.
I left Johannesburg on Thursday night traveling to Umlazi Township in the KwaZulu-Natal Province to document a funeral. I arrived safely in the early hours of Friday morning. We attended night vigil the whole night and went to the funeral the next day. I was so exhausted, my body and my soul were demanding me to sleep. On Sunday early morning. I left Umlazi rushing for a 6:45am flight to Port Elizabeth for a documentary journey with the Manenberg Girls High school from Cape Town. I was invited by Sue Johnson of Iliso Labantu photographers, to take part in capturing behind the scenes of the journey of these young girls on a road trip documenting people’s lives.

I slept on the flight and when I arrived there I decided to travel with a Cab (metered taxi) because I had an address. I asked the taxi driver for directions and he insisted that he knew the place. He dropped me off at the tourism park. The place was quiet and it was closed, but I saw two men nearby. I went to those men and asked for directions. When I came closer to them the vapour of alcohol was the first to answer me. The fear started creeping in, from knowing that I am in a danger zone. He directed me but I was not convinced. My eyes crossed the road and found an old hotel building. I went there and approached the man who was standing at the entrance. I am sorry but I judge him according to the way he looked – like a thug, but I greeted him. I tried to go inside the hotel without asking him anything and he said to me that the hotel was closed. I was feeling that this was the wrong day to be dealing with wrong directions, and I was carrying a tripod which can attract thugs. I heard a song and that song reminds the first steps of my career to the world of a camera.

My first approach was the song which went straight to the veins of my ears and sent me to the story. I went straight next to the church building with my back pack, sports bag and tripod. While I was standing there, I sensed that I need to vanish and went to God’s house. I went inside with my bags, God was calling me protecting me from thugs and so I entered. I sat down, looking straight at the pulpit, a teenage girl was praying and crying; then a young man followed with his bold voice which made me to open my hurt and talk to God. I trust that God is covering me with His big wing; He knew that I was in a danger zone and He lured me to safety with songs of praise. There were few people, but as the time went on the church was over crowded. Visitors were called to introduce themselves. I told the congregation that I got lost and God called me to safety inside His house. Later I tried to contact Sue and the girls, and two guys from the church went with me to find their location. Finally I met them and I was safe. We worked from Sunday, travelled into different townships, the road trip was long and we arrived in Cape Town on Tuesday at about seven o’clock at night.

I dropped all my parcels and went to my family home to fetch my kids. I was excited to see my grandson for the first time, he was one week old. My daughter got into labour while I was away but I just transferred her from God’s hand to keep her safe from the hardship of this world. I had a busy day on Wednesday and the following day was my traveling day to Oslo. I booked a flight from Cape Town to Johannesburg. It arrived to Johannesburg after one o’clock and I hired a cab at home. The cab was so expensive for just one way and I met the crew. We left together to the airport as usual.

We met Collen Mfazwe who is one of ‘Faces and Phases’ participants. We followed all the processes through check-in and passport control, until we reached the flight with excitement. I listened to opera music while we were on our flight. My soul was filled with a lot of emotions and deep memories. It reminded me of my sister who was an opera singer. It always worries me that Phumla is just sitting with her musical skill and I hope that one day God can make a difference in her career. My sister your pain is my pain. We changed flights in Dubai and boarded an Oslo flight. One of our colleagues did not print all the required documents and we were referred to the back office of customs to verify information that they needed. Fortunately, we showed them our documents and we left. We waited until Zanele Muholi came. Meeting Henrietta was exciting.

Our arrival in Oslo

Henrietta came to meet us, I was the last to greet her, I just saw a huge smile with dimple on her face, all people with dimples have a good heart and they always smile with joy. I introduced myself and we went to their gallery for the first time with Zanele Muholi; who connected us all together through the weapon of art activism, so that we could document the Pride process. We went to start documenting the opening of Pride House which was housed at Literature house. Every day we made different program collections with the aim of collecting a LGBTI archive which will make future history for the next generation. In order to create an awareness of the stubborn bosses of homophobia, decreasing crime practice and stopping rape and murder.

 

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Differences to other Prides

Norwegian government provides a strong support system which comes with good results among the nation and builds the country with no homophobia war. Conferences and meetings are major tools for resolving issues amongst different people in order to mix together cultural norms. Pride week in Oslo was well dignified with different ages speaking one language of embracing Pride with the support from the community and no question marks. Rainbow flags fly like ambitious birds boasting in the sky with their beautiful wings. Performances are a good source of engaging people and expression through art.

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A residency was one of the wishes on my bucket list and I was excited to receive the news of attending one. I thought that it is something far from me and complicated to engage. I learnt a lot on how to prepare myself for a residency, involvement and being organized to fulfill deadlines.

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Exhibition preparation

What I learnt for the exhibition process is that time management is important. Organizing all the needs for the installation process, measuring equipment and creating easy moving space for the people is vital to a successful exhibition. Art works must be exhibited with themes and complimented by the printing and framing process. Preparations must be made for welcoming people. Preparing the mindset to work properly and engage creativeness for uniqueness. Set up different invitations in time.

End feeling and the way forward

We appreciate the love and support we had from our family Vibeke Hermanrud and Henriette Stendstal of Kunstplass [10] gallery. We felt happy even from the first day when I received the news that we would meet them. Everyday life kept us busy with positive results. Working together encouraged us all to be involved and know our role as part of the team. I learnt that time management is important; transport systems run according to time with strict rules. You cannot get off at any space when you miss the right stop. I also learnt of a more focused way to handle things. Language is a major barrier to communicate.
Shooting inside the conference was a good experience of capturing different expressions and involvement on different topics. Government support was a vital tool for the long road to freedom with access for all. I appreciate everyone who supported us from the start up to end. I was also excited to meet people from South Africa and visiting the embassy was such a good experience. I am hoping that we can all work together to build a better world like the strong support of a Playtex Cross-Your-Heart bra. Women can make a difference by working together.
Seeing an exhibition of my work is like looking at reflection of myself in the mirror. I felt emotional the first day I saw my images hanging on the wall. I was overwhelmed with a weak feeling of pain sensing the memories a grave environment – the work that we were exhibiting encompassed the documentation of the funerals of young lesbians; at the same time I had an opportunity to capture a suspect inside the court.

The exhibition environment was encouraging to us, sharing the visual activism was a key to abolishing rape and murder; breaking the silence to all find themselves in the caves of homophobia community. I am looking forward to us collecting a bible of pride events in different parts of the world. We had a vast array of images that we combined together to create the documentation of the Oslo 2015 Pride celebration. I think it is about time to fulfill our goals to establish more documentaries by working together with the hope of involving us all; for good exposure with positive results. I appreciate every one with all the four corners of my heart.
Henriette and Vibeke God bless you. South Africa we are there. Oslo sisters and brothers, we thank you for this opportunity .Thank you for the support, God bless you all with a million blessings.

 

 

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2015 June 30: South African Visual Activists Documenting Oslo

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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2015 June 30: South African Visual Activists Documenting Oslo

“We are not just about our sex, or just about what is between our legs, or what is on our chests, we live and eat; and there are so many socio economic factors that affect us.”
– 
Fikile Vilakazi, South African Feminist Activist

 

by Lerato Dumse

Excitement and eagerness lifted our spirits as we moved from Oslo Airport, headed to Oslo city on June 19 2015. Everyone was tired, having travelled for more than 15 hours from Africa to Europe. However we were ready to commence with the Visual Activism Cultural Exchange Project (VACEP), the reason for our trip to Norway.

VACEP is a pilot collaboration between a South African queer organisation Inkanyiso media and Kunstplass 10, a gallery in Oslo. Lindeka Qampi, Collen Mfazwe, Zanele Muholi, Christie van Zyl and Lerato Dumse are five South African documenters, photographers and writers who took part in the two-week project. It was brought to life by Vibeke Hermanrud and Henriette Stensdal, founders of Kunstplass 10 and Zanele Muholi, founder of Inkanyiso, visual activist and photographer from South Africa.

 

Last week Monday, we posed for a photo with Fikile Vilakazi. (2015/06/23). Photo by Vibeke Hermanrud.

We posed for a photo with Fikile Vilakazi. on the (2015/06/23) before her SA departure.  Photo by Vibeke Hermanrud.

What I did not expect in Oslo was to have many parts of the city flying the gay flag high. It was really encouraging to see the Oslo community embracing and supporting LGBT pride from government buildings, businesses, and private homes who hung banners and flags.

Barely an hour after arriving at Kunstplass 10 on Friday, June 19, we had to rush to the first Oslo pride event. It was the opening of pride house, which was located at Litteraturhuset, where many of more than 150 pride events were hosted, during the 10-day celebration. The mayor of Oslo, Fabian Stang from the Conservative Party gave a speech and informed the house about a new LGBTI action plan that he received a week before.

The stage was then taken over by public figures that identify as LGBT, amongst them pop singer, Tooji (Touraj Keshtkar) who has recently released a music video depicting sexual scenes between him and a priest inside a church. The six-member panel comprised of a national radio station presenter, a sports commentator, labour party politician, former financial minister, as well as a former secretary of children and family affairs. The group discussed issues of coming out in the 80s as well as coming out in rural areas and being born to a religious family.

 

2015 June 30 VACEP exhibition poster

2015 June 30 VACEP exhibition poster

Going through the pride programme during our first VACEP group meeting helped us to find events that we were interested in attending. One of those events was a talk about LGBTI Sámpi people. Tobias Poggats’ talk about the Sámpi community, an indigenous group of people colonised in Norway and Sweden, became one of our priority events to attend. The Sámpi people are described as a minority, making their LGBTI community a minority amongst a minority group. The story and lived experiences of the Sámpi community resonates with the reality of black South Africans, who suffered colonialism. Tobias spoke about a language and cultural wipe out experienced by his community.

We hopped from one discussion at pride house to another. One of them was a seminar titled, “The United Nations, Sexual Orientation, Gender Identity and LGBT People- Free and Equal?”
The seminar was aimed at finding ways for governments and civil society to work together in promoting the rights of LGBT people in a UN context. After a brief tea break the second session, which was a panel discussion was conducted. It looked at cooperation between officials, multilateral organizations, NGOs, and activists involved in diplomatic missions. South African feminist activist, Fikile Vilakazi, whose focus is on sexuality, gender and socio-economic justice, was one of the six panelists. Drawing from her activism experience spanning over two decades, she highlighted the need to work together globally. As part of her discussion Fikile said, “we are not just about our sex, or just about what is between our legs, or what is on our chests, we live and eat; and there are so many socio economic factors that affect us.”

Our next encounter with Fikile was at the Canadian ambassador Artur Wilczynski’s house. He hosted a garden party to celebrate LGBT pride on June 22. Artur and his husband shared their life and love freely during the Monday night private party and had people dancing to live music.

During our stay in Oslo we also met with author and artist, Linn Cecilie Ulvin for a queer writing session. We shared our writings, photographs and shed some tears while dealing with the topic of rape, which we find ourselves forced to deal with as black lesbians from South African townships.

 

H.E Ambassador Queen Anne Zondo, the South African Ambassador to the Kingdom of Norway opening Muholi's exhibition at Akershus Art Center

H.E Ambassador Queen Anne Zondo, the South African Ambassador to the Kingdom of Norway opening Muholi’s exhibition at Akershus Art Center (2015/02/21)

One of our most memorable highlights was courtesy of the South African Ambassador to Norway, H.E. Miss. Queen Anne Zondo. The ambassador was visible and attended some of the pride events, interacting with us warmly. Her office responded positively to our request to have an interview with the ambassador. We visited the South African embassy on June 25, for a profile interview with the ambassador. Warm, friendly, approachable and soft-spoken, Queen Anne shared her knowledge and thoughts of South Africa and closed the interview by singing one of the late, Gibson Kente’s songs, which she picked as her favorite song.

On Saturday June 27 we woke up with extra vigor, inspired by the pride parade, which was starting at 1pm. While posing and photographing each other on our way to the parade, an old woman who saw us carrying this strange flag came up and asked, “which country is your flag from?”
Attempts to explain that it is the LGBTI flag seemed to confuse her. Even breaking it down and saying Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Transgender and Intersex, left her with a perplexed look.

So we continued with our journey and arrived at Kafé Saba, which was the meeting spot for Skeiv Verden (Queer World), an organisation for people from minority groups who experience love, sexuality and attraction for the same sex. Many of their members are from different African countries; most of them have left their repressive countries due to their sexual orientation.  The mood inside Saba was happy and infectious; people were doing last minute touches on their outfits, having their faces painted with rainbow colors, while dancing to the music in the background. It was good to connect with Africans.

During the parade we saw a lot of couples with their children; meaning people are taking full advantage of having same-sex marriage adoption and IVF/assisted insemination available in Oslo. The presence of parents of LGBT people and heterosexual couples was a good sight. While the sun shined bright, thousands of people waited on the sidewalks, shouting excitedly and taking photos as the parade passed by. It was also our first time seeing so many pensioners who are part of the LGBT community.

When we arrived at Pride Park where the parade ended and the party started, there was a line of people waiting to enter. They were very strict, not allowing people to come inside the venue even with their much-needed bottles of water. It really made one think about some of the reasons that caused South African prides to be divided between the haves and have-nots. Speaking to some of the locals who are not white, it was clear that they don’t feel fully included in the pride, especially where the music selection is concerned, yearning for pride to be more politicized about the issues affecting marginalized and disenfranchised people, instead of just a celebration.

 

 

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2015 July 8: Reflections of co-organising an exhibition

 

 

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2015 July 6: Oslo Residency Appreciation

 

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2015 June 27: My best Oslo Pride

 

 

and

 

 

2015 June 25: Christe shines @ Café Sor in Oslo

 

 

and

 

 

2015 June 19: Traveling to another country is not the same as traveling to another province

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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2015 July 7: A month later after Yithi Laba conference

Photo Album

Where:  Women’s Jail, Braamfontein, Johannesburg
Photos by Lindeka Qampi & Zanele Muholi
Videographers:  Mzonke Madotyeni & Phumlani Mdlalose
Camera used:  Canon 6d

 

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Kea Modise-Moloto touching on the issue of confronting our fears. She spoke during the first day of the Yithi Laba Conference (5 June 2015).

 

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Drawn in by words, writers, Phila Mbanjwa, Christie van Zyl and Lerato Dumse work on some text.

 

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Amogelang Senokwane and Nosipo Solundwana pay full attention, to the proceedings at the Yithi Laba Conference.

 

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Bathini Dumbaza, Steve Sibahle Nkumbi and Nosiphiwo Kulati share a light moment and smile during the YL Conference.

 

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“These photographs are a proof to the educational journey we all had to experience . The knowledge we had to learn and shared with each other. Not forgetting the love and respect we shown amongst each other despite the age difference or background… Still missing that energy of being around the participants who were there since Day 1 especially the ones from House #6 the Bengu crew…lol” –     Tumi Nkopane

 

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Tumi Nkopane taking notes as the tour guide explain to the delegates on what happened to former prisoners during detention there

 

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Sharon “Sicka” Mthunzi, Steve Sibahle Nkumbi, Nosiphiwo Kulati and Sebenzile “Sebe” Shabalala standing a few feet away from the Isolation cells at Constitutional Hill.

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Moment of reflection, Nosipo Solundwana, who later penned the ”Forgiving is costly”

 

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Lesego Masilela, staring straight at the camera at the end of Day 1 of the YL conference

 

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The first weekend of June 2015 in Johannesburg, was a cold one. Yithi Laba delegates covered themselves with fleece blankets as they listened to presenters…

 

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Initiator and funder, Zanele Muholi conducting one of the many intergenerational conversations as she explained how she wanted to celebrate SA 21 Years of Democracy with black lesbian youth featuring in Faces and Phases project…

 

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Allowing room for disruptions, Lerato Dumse invests her concentration span to the Conference, at the back is Velisa Jara from Freegender in Cape Town

 

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Rene Mathibe, artist and art teacher gave us the best presentation of her ArtWorks

 

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Fadzai Muparutsa, activist, shared the importance of Human Rights education with YL delegates. As advocate for change, she continues to strive for the female voice to be heard. with YL delegates.

 

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Dean Hutton, photographer and social media expert showcased personal visual project that kept the audience excited and curious…

 

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Dineo & Sbongile

 

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That visible bond between mother and daughter, Mapaseka and Sharon ‘Sicka’ Mthunzi

Sharing knowledge and having fun while learning nje nett/so
#yithiLaba #facesandphases #collaborations #butchmbokodo #lesbianlove #WhenFacesMeet

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Linda Mankazana, a mother, a friend, an activist and educator at Aurora Girls High School, Soweto talking about ‘when my daughter came out’…

 

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Muholi chatting to Mally about the process taken to kickstart the conference

 

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Lerato eyes her mother closely, while she (mother) speaks about her experience of raising a lesbian child

 

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As much as we over dozed knowledge and empowerment the cold just sent us to grab the throws through and through,  Baba Muholi had to advice to switch off the heaters. #heaters_war_they_were_too_few_for_us_all
– Tinashe Wakapila

#knowledge#friendship #educational #respect #love #family #transparency #nkanyiso
– Terra Dick

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“If not documented, it means never existed” Our videographer Phumlani Mdlalose defocused a bit after spending almost an hour documenting Kea

 

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There is no Queer Activism without our mothers. Mally Simelane, mother to the late Eudy Simelane from KwaThema with Mapaseka Mthunzi came in full support of our initiative

 

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Mothers as friends and allies, from L-R: Fufu Mashifane (Lebo’s mom) and Bukelwa Dumse (Lerato’s mom)…

 

 

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2015 June 15: Yithi Laba (We are Pioneers)

 

 

 

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2015 July 3: Where I died

 

Bottles were always popped
We club hoped all night
I was always high
High on weed
Drunk in love
Your love my weakness
The night was always young and we were

I spent my youth falling in love
with you.
With you I lived a thousand words
Ngakubiza nkondlo yami ebhalwe emzimbeni wami.
I lived a thousand years
whether ngingaphezulu or ngingaphansi kwakho
I thought my loving you was my life
but now when I am gone from this
I now know where I died
I remember.

You sang for me and took my breathe away.
I gave up life to live at your side
Your side made me alive until the day
I looked in the eyes of the monster.
The monster I loved.

“A lovers quarrel will strengthen the relationship”
You will say we are stronger today then we were yesterday.
Because yesterday I saw your weakness
I saw the vulnerability in your eyes.
When each fist I got.
Evoked a fire that rekindle a love so deep that I fell in love
I leave a thousand years
whether ngingaphezulu or ngingaphansi kwakho.
I thought I lived but what the love I thought was.
Was my grave.
I lived in my grave when I thought I lived a thousand years.
Ngingaphezu or ngingaphansi kwakho.
I chose to stay decorates with black and blue
coz a part of me believed.
I died every time I was black and blue.
I remember when I died
I died when I chose to love my abuser.

 

by Phila Mbanjwa

© 28/05/2015

 

 

 

Previous by Phila

 

 

2015 July 1: Accepting my calling

 

 

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2013 March 10: “I love women and they love me”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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2015 July 1: Accepting my calling

by Phila Mbanjwa

This is my story about the remains of pride, which I had the opportunity to experience. My reality of sharing space with total strangers that I met in Johannesburg, during the Yithi Laba Intergenerational Dialogue conference. The event was only one weekend (5-7 June 2015) but I became fond of them more than anything. We shared a lot of experiences even after pride.

 

Yithi Laba conference delegates... at Saffron House, Melville (2015/06/04)

Yithi Laba conference delegates… at Saffron House, Melville (2015/06/04)

Phila introducing herself to Yithi Laba delegates on the first night of arrival in Melville... Photos by Lindeka Qampi

Phila introducing herself to Yithi Laba delegates on the first night of arrival in Melville… Photos by Lindeka Qampi

 

I was with, Thando “Toodles” Nkonzwana, Thembela “Terra” Dick, Tinashe Wakapila, Sam Ndlovu and Liz Choto, who is Tinashe’s straight friend. Unlike the rest of my friends, I was single and I had not grabbed any girl/woman’s heart. I decided to view pictures from the previous day’s Durban pride to avoid getting annoyed or bored.  As always, the conversation was about our views and comments about the previous night’s events, which was pride. We had to go back to the flat because I had a performance linedup. When we reached the flat all the girls had to bath together because Terra said we are always late. I don’t blame her, it took us 5 hours to shop for the things we needed just for the Pride March.

It took us an hour to get ready. I had already called Marcia, to let her know that we are running late for my and Tinashe’s performance. We were finally on our way to Cool Runnings at 19:25pm. I’t didn’t occur to me that I am about to be on stage and pour my heart out.

How it happened for me and Tinashe to end up getting a poetry slam performances slot. I got a comment tag from Lerato Dumse. It was a call for artists who wanted to perform at The Retro Bazaar in Cool Runnings that same night. It had been so long and I owed myself the freedom I always claim. When I inboxed Marcia Buwa, who had posted the Facebook status, I ended up performing that same night. They gave me two slots but I decided to give one to Tinashe. When we got there I was so nervous, I was shaking. I felt like I was going to be making love for the first time. At some point I felt as if I was going to get my period. I got on my phone and called my flatmate Phindi and talked to her for a few minutes and she said, “make love to that microphone.”

Anelisa “Annaliyzer” Stuurman who was the MC, called us to the stage. As Yithi Laba sisters, from Inkanyiso, it had a nice ring to it. Tinashe went on stage first and did her piece. The crowd was silent, watching and listening to the black beauty dressed in black. Terra documented the performance, while we were making history.  Tinashe’s performance was Spoken word about marijuana inter-twinned with lesbian activism. It brought those energetic moments and freedom of expression and untangling of chains, brought by a long time of not performing. We nailed it and it was amazing.

When she finished, I knew I was next. A cold wind blew across my chest, while my chest had drums. The stage was calling and I had to accept my calling. I was prepared and pumped. With thunder and lightning in my chest and knots in my stomach, I introduced myself and started my offering titled, “Where I died”. I was reading from my phone but soon the words of the poem were not coming from the previously written texts but from the oppressed words that I had shut down, as a result of spending years not writing.

I loved the crowd’s reaction to my piece, even thogh I didn’t like my performance. I felt as if it was just a tip of the iceberg, a scratch on a surface, I did not unleash the power of my words. There was once again lighting and thunder on my chest. I was so mad at myself, even when I got praise from Tinashe and Liz, I still said I didn’t like my performance and din’t want to listen to it. I beat myself up because I know it was nothing compared to what I had to offer.

I breathed fire, I performed with a King Kong chest beating effect, and I had once moved mountains with the words I spoke. I was so mad at myself for letting my fire burn out. Now I was just on stage uttering words with no fire. Tinashe, Thando and Liz told me they loved it, Terra said the same thing too, it made me smile. Sam told me not to beat myself up for the feeling, “the crowd loved it.”

After the emotions and other performances, the night was still young, we had moments of fun, while saying goodbye to Durban.

 

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2015 June 28: My 2015 Durban June Pride

 

 

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2015 June 25: Christine shines @ Cafe Sør in Oslo

 

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2015 July 10: How it all started

by Sharon “Sicka” Mthunzi

It all started with a ‘selfie’ captured using my cell phone. I remember I used to look in the mirror with a phone on my left hand, and take pictures of myself.

Before the birth of Sicka Star-ban, the hip-hop artist everyone loves. I was just an ordinary teenager who loved the “spotlight”, but didn’t know were and how to find it. Going to LGBTI pageants gave me an idea of how to get it. Don’t blame me for wanting my spotlight; I’m from a very artistic family. I convinced my cousin, Nontuthuzela Mduba, to enter Mr Lesbian 2013 with me and that’s how it all started. I used to look at myself in the mirror and picture myself on stage, people cheering and obviously cameras taking snap shots of my beautiful/handsome self.

We entered the pageant, Ntuthu walked away with the first prince title and me as Mr Personality, which I deserved after all the practice in front of the bath room mirror. After that, I convinced myself that I would live to be on stage for the rest of my life. That was the birth of Sicka Star-ban, who was born two months after the pageant. Sicka took the spotlight I tried to have all these years. She flowed on stage and the crowed loved each and every performance she did. I envy her. With her, it was like I was climbing on a sinking ship, so I decided to be behind the camera and documented Sicka since she deserved my spotlight.

Zanele Muholi, my mentor and inspiration gave me the opportunity of being a photographer while we were in Oslo, Norway. Well, as we all know, Sicka took my spotlight but I couldn’t argue, since she gives it her all during performances. I shadowed Muholi at her exhibition at Arkershus Art Center, I thought to myself; I will make my very own spotlight where there will be no Sicka taking over it. Sicka will only be in front of my camera.

Carrying my 1100D Canon camera, given to me by my mentor, I remained in the shadows trying to figure out how I will create my own space and have my spotlight. That was until I met a group of ambitious young black lesbians during the Yithi Laba Youth conference. I was inspired very much and I am thankful for being part of a group filled with positive people sharing their skills and knowledge. Through collaborations I was going to fulfil my goal. On the 25th of June 2015 Thembela Dick also known as Terra a film maker/photographer, asked me to join her. She was going to shoot Mamela Nyamza a choreographer from Cape Town at the dance studio next to Market Photo Workshop where I will be schooling (I’m so excited for my first day).

 

Mamela & Mojisola sharing a kiss during the performance. Photo by Zanele Muholi (28.03.2013)

Mamela & Mojisola sharing a kiss during the performance.
Archived Photo by Zanele Muholi (28.03.2013)

 

We got there and couldn’t find Mamela until we found out she was at the dance factory. Terra managed to take a few clips of their rehearsals and after, we went out for drinks. That same evening Terra and her partner Thando had to leave for Durban, to shoot Durban pride. Mamela needed more clips, so Terra recommended me to shoot the next day, and on that Saturday, to go to Joburg Theatre and shoot the Youth unplugged event. On the Friday of June 26th, I got ready and was excited that finally, I’m getting to my spotlight goal.

When I got to the dance factory they were preparing, so I searched for the perfect spot to document the performances as a professional photographer would. Their audience came in and I was ready to work. I’m not a fan of ballet dancing but watching them inspired me to try dancing one day. What can I say; I want to wear many hats. At the end of the performance I mingled a bit with a few important people, or those who looked important, judging from how they spoke and carried themselves.

Later that evening I contacted Tshepo, the guy Terra referred me to, to shoot at Joburg Theatre, only to find out that the event was on Sunday the 28th. I was off to Joburg Theatre on Sunday and to my surprise, Tshepo is a hip-hop artist just like Sicka. I thought to myself, Sicka will never out shine me on my spotlight zone, because she has her own spotlight, which she took from me. I arrived at 13:00 and the event started at 15:00. Moving around taking pictures and clips of different performances gave me my spotlight. Finally I was asked whom do I work for? But every time I tried to answer, Sicka would just take over my conversations with my new networks and again she got a gig at Soweto festival, for upcoming artists on the 14-16 of August 2015. I have learned to realize that even though I want my spotlight, Sicka will always be the to shine on it. This is only the beginning of my journey.

I am Nonkululeko Sharon Mthunzi and Sicka is a part of me.

 

 

Previous link by Sharon Sicka

 

2015 June 7: My Yithi Laba experience

 

and

 

2015 Feb. 19:  Trending with Shaz ‘Sicka’ in Oslo

 

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