2014 June 11: Official Statement by Transgender and Intersex Africa (TIA)

Transgender pupil continues to face transphobia within school premises from his peers and without any assistance from the school

Transgender and Intersex Africa (TIA) announces with great dismay that a transgender pupil from Pretoria,*Tshepo (not his real name) whose sexual harassment was brought forth in May 2011, has yet again been sexually harassed at school. He was singled out by his fellow pupils (and their older friends who are not pupils at the school) who tried to disrobe him, threatened him and posed uncomfortable questions which implied that Tshepo’s gender expression existed because he is afraid to sleep with men .Since the incident Tshepo has been absent from school as he feels that he is not safe, school is a place thought to be safe but in his case it has become a place of fear. Tshepo’s mother Kedibone claims that the school principal does not consider the seriousness of the matter and has not offered any aid for her child.

The series of events mentioned above  occurred on the Pretoria Central High School premises ; one of the school’s key mission is to “promote values like mutual respect for one another’s right to religious conviction, expression and association” in this case the mission statement has not been upheld for Tshepo’s  sake. The school’s vice-president is aware of the of the incident including the previous one, but yet when we asked for comment regarding the matter, He asked we direct all questions to the Department of Education.

This proves to us that the rights of this transgender pupil have been violated and his wellbeing has been placed at jeopardy.  When He was referred to a psychologist at Kalafong Hospital by TIA in regards to his gender reassignment therapy, the Psychologist refused to assist Tshepo* because she felt that the need for his surgery was not a priority as compared to cancer patients and furthermore stated that Tshepo must accept that he has breasts and that whether or not he gets the surgery his gender will never change. The psychologist clearly lacks respect for transgender patients. This highlights the reality that gender reassignment therapy is not seen as priority in most health institutions, even when people seeking this important intervention in their lives continue to take their lives when denied access to it. Tshepo is one of the people who are currently suicidal because of prejudice and the failure by medical service providers to recognize the need for gender affirming services within healthcare facilities, in his note that he had left for his mother before attempting to overdose on pills he says” I feel so small. I just want to die and get over this.”

His mother Kedibone has been his pillar of strength although she knows she cannot change the perceptions of others, she stands firm in supporting her child through this.

Although South Africa is the most liberal country on the continent when it comes to LGBTI rights, traditional values still hold strong in rural areas and townships. This case highlights the multiple layers of oppression that transgender people in South Africa face, especially young black transgender people. The case indicates the violations that they have to overcome on a daily basis, schools are rarely safe places because of the transphobia from pupils and sometimes from teachers as well, this significantly contributes to the high levels of school dropout rates within the transgender community.

The case also shows that transgender healthcare is not prioritised in most of our healthcare facilities. It is disheartening to hear of health service providers that turn transgender patients away claiming that there are more “serious” cases that they have to concentrate on. Transphobia in healthcare is unhealthy.

After TIA contacted the school regarding this matter on the 9th June 2014, we received a call from the schools social worker to schedule a meeting with department of education along with the schools disciplinary committee. The meeting will be held at the Department of Education’s district offices on Wednesday, 11 June 2014

We urge The Department of Education to investigate the matter further and provide the much needed support to the pupil and his family. We cannot turn a blind eye while transgender people face discrimination, inequity and prejudice within our education institutions. We need to change the mind-sets of those who are meant to protect us, key role players such as the police, doctors, teachers and so forth.

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For more information please contact

Tebogo Nkoana

Executive Director

Transgender and Intersex Africa (TIA)

012 7972612

0793677108

Transgender.intersex101@gmail.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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2014 May 30: I was a boy who would one day grow up to be a man

by Samson ‘Thabo’ Brown

 

I have never believed that God made mistakes. I have always believed that everything happens for a reason. That reason has always been to fulfill God’s greater purpose for your life. That’s how I view my trans experience. I was born into a body that didn’t fit me because I was meant to change it. Changing that body to fit the gendered vibration of my soul led me to my purpose. The family, friends, associates… people that I’ve crossed paths with and welcomed into my heart were put in my life for me to both learn from and for me to teach. Each interaction existed for the purpose of developing our individual characters.

I remember the first book of poetry I ever received. It was Maya Angelou’s, ‘Poetry’. I read it cover to cover. Every poem was like a gift for my soul. Every line called out to me. Every word inspired me to think, to reflect… to BE. Poetry was the music of my soul. Writing was my microphone and acting was the best way I knew to dance. My life experiences were the inspiration that I poured into every word that I encountered in every poem, every book, every script.

I never felt like I could tell anybody who I was. My mother worked a lot, so she was not always home or in town, and I didn’t feel comfortable enough to share with her who I felt I was meant to be. My grandmother by extension, who I spent most of my time with and was very close to, was a Christian. Being gay or lesbian was not an option, so I knew that my being of trans experience was out of the question. Of course as children, we do what we enjoy, what makes us feel good and comfortable. I remember that I used to stand up and use the washroom, chase girls during kissing tag in daycare, fight to wear a suit and not a dress on Sundays to church… I did what felt natural. I fought to be comfortable, to be myself. I was never a girl in my mind. No matter what anyone tried to tell me or how they may have tried to change my outward appearance and behavior. I was a boy who would one day grow up to be a man. That was my mentality and I was determined that it would be my reality one day.

My mother doesn’t call me by my chosen name. She doesn’t honor who I am. At times, I wonder if she ever will. As much as it hurts and it has made me both sad and at times angry, I don’t blame her. I am her only child and I recognize that it isn’t an easy thing for a parent to do. I am not the only one transitioning. My mother, extended family, and my friends are transitioning right along with me. I recognize that and I honor that, even though it pains me not to be seen for who I am. For some in my life, accepting me and my truth is easier than it is for others, and that’s okay. I know why it isn’t easy for my mother, and why it wasn’t easy for my grandmother in the beginning. Any parent, family member, or friend struggling to embrace a trans person in their midst, I encourage those of us who are of trans experience that the onus is on us to be patient. It is important to remember that they are struggling not because they don’t love us, but because they have to “bury” who they knew us to be, in order to embrace who we have always known we were. My mother loves me. In her own way, she loves me. I have to believe that even if I may not always feel it. I chose to struggle with my own identity by myself and I guess my mom is choosing to struggle with it on her own as well. Maybe one day we’ll help each other, but right now…. This is how things are and I guess, how they’re supposed to be.

When Zanele Muholi took my pictures for the Faces and Phases project, I had not “come out” as a trans person. I often wonder if I have to date. It was almost seamless. Late at night at a friend’s house, while her and her girlfriend slept, I decided on a first and last name. In a burst of courage, I changed my name on all social media platforms that I was on (downelink, Myspace, and Facebook). I have to admit I hesitated to change my name on Facebook for about 2 minutes, but I quickly realized that if I was to be true to myself, that meant being true to myself in every space that I occupied. Right after changing my name online, I had a long drink of water and went to sleep on the couch. My own friends didn’t know what I had done until the morning when they woke up and went online. I don’t know how long after they saw the change that they woke me up, but as soon as I woke up, the questions started. Surprisingly, I felt calm. I had answers. I was confident. I was comfortable.

 

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Samson ‘Thabo’ Brown’s portrait taken in Toronto, Canada (2008).  Featuring in Faces and Phases series by Zanele Muholi

 

About the author

 

Samson “Thabo” Brown is an actor and transadvocate located in Toronto, Canada.
Born to a South African mother and Trinidadian father.
He is currently working on developing short films that will hopefully increase the presence of transmen in the film industry, as well as having just been casted to play a transman in an upcoming webseries called, “The Playground”, which will premiere this fall.

His motto in life is, “Don’t claim to be starving when you ain’t hunting for food.”

 

 

 

Previous life stories

 

2013 Aug. 9: Transgender youth suicide in Johannesburg

 

and

 

2013 Oct. 13:  Frustrations of a transgender man

 

and

 

2013 Oct. 29:   A Response to “Frustrations of a transgender man dated 2013 Oct. 13

 

and

 

2013 Oct. 2:  ‘I am a normal transgender woman’

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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2014 May 29: No title

 

I found myself lost.
Unable to find home.
A warm safe place that lived in the depths of her gaze
with walls that echo her unforgettable scent.
It haunts me, her scent.
It seems she left it behind just to taunt me.
A strategic dab of incredible on everything
I own so that even when I strip to my bare skin,
I can still smell her…
on my sheets, and the blankets that cover me.
Steering emotions that swallow me.
At glimpses of a hollow me.
A hollow caucus
Empty
Numb
Alone
All that we stood for, gone.
Packed neatly in a portable suitcase of insignificance,
didn’t think it would fit but she made sure that it did.
She always was a good packer.

I was woken from a peaceful sleep by the loud shatter of heartbreak.
The day my love released her gentle grip of my heart to the mercy of gravity.
Look closely.
What you see in my eyes is not regret.
It is a prayer for times tapestry
to unweave the threads of the love and promises unmade that day.
Yearning for my missing link.
Reduced to faint breathing and hearts bleeding…
the aftermath of love’s leaving.
The truth of what was once our beautiful story
with a happily ever after moulded with our bare hands
to the shape of words.

The same words that still linger in thoughts of she.

© Nthabiseng Mokoena
 2014

 

About the author

Nthabiseng Mokoena is a 30-year-old artistic visionary of South African descent born and brewed in Umlazi (a township in Durban, Kwazulu-Natal).
Although currently practicing as a Technologist in the field of Architecture (which she strongly believes to be an art form in it’s own right). Nthabiseng expresses herself through poetry (amongst other art mediums) and although new to the scene, she has a strong interest in linking the artistic members of the LGBT community in and around the Durban area in hopes of creating an expressive platform to raise awareness of everyday issues within this community through art. This she hopes to achieve via the Soulful Percussions Sessions which she, along with a fellow friend and artist, host in the Durban area. Soulful Percussions has been in existence since 2012 and has produced a series of shows that incorporate, live music, poetry performances, contemporary dance and art exhibitions and was proud to be part of the program for the Durban Pride week in 2013.

When not busy with Soulful Percussions, Nthabiseng runs a charity organisation called Helping Hands which is aimed at broadening the horizons for disadvantaged children by empowering them to see beyond their circumstances.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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2014 May 27: Miss Gay Jozi 2014 photos

2014 May 27:  Miss Gay Jozi 2014 photos

The winner of the 2014 Miss Gay Jozi is the 19 year old Miss Tee Menu from Daveyton.

Photos by Smanga Shange

Tina Turner

Somizi in her cocktail dress

Leroy Kubheka

Sjarmante Diamante in her Ball Gown

Miss Tee working her ball gown

Labelz D'Glamour during her Waka Waka performance

 

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Davy Nantsuky looking gorgeous

Labelz D'Glamour during her Mafikizolo's Khona performance 2

The reserved Miss Tee

L-R Sonwa, Labelz and Mr Carter

Thibi Monale in her Tradition of choice

Levine Dolce Vita

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L-R Zsa Zsa, Thibi and Musa during a QnA session

 

Miss Tee Menu - Shaka Zulu's daughter

 

Related article

2014 May 18 :  Glitter, drama & perfection at Miss Gay Jozi 2014

 

 

 

 

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2014 May 27: You’re a beauty

 

Let your beauty speak..
In a world so diluted by greed..
So artificial nothing is real..
Smile faked..
They tell their fate…

Let beauty speaks..
Let it lulls you into scented dreams..
Beautiful meanders..
Wondrous waterfalls..

Let beauty speaks..
Let it glow from your eyes and tell beautiful stories..
Let it take you heart dancing and cleanse your soul..

Let beauty speaks..
In the way you walk..
The way you dress, so elegant and classy.
The words you utter..
Let them heal a thousand of wounded souls..
Let beauty be an elixir of life..

Let beauty speaks..
In the things you do.
Your ever so hilarious humor..
The joy you bring to each and everyone around you..
The hidden meanings in your smile that would melt the whole of Iceland..

Let beauty speaks..
In the deeds you do..
In the way you walk, the command you shout to the earth..

Let it be the reason you do what you do best..
Let it take you anywhere..
For beauty will never take you where you shouldn’t be..

Let beauty speak..
Let it build and heal..
What you touch must be a blessing..
What you don’t be a lesson..

Let beauty speak..
And whisper sweet nothing to me:-)
Be kind.always.

 

by Thuthula Sodumo

© 2014

 

 

 

Previous by Thuthula ‘Thulielove’

 

2014 Jan. 30:  Paraplegic’s bed

 

 

and

 

 

2013 Nov. 12:  God, the lesbian, the sin

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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2014 May 26: I found myself at 22

 

My name is Abongile Matyila.
Abongile is a Xhosa name which means to be grateful. My uncle gave me that name.
I’m a 22 year old Bachelor of Arts (BA) student studying at the University of Fort Hare, East London in the Eastern Cape.

Born in Mdantsane, the second biggest township in South Africa, I was raised with three younger siblings and brought up by both my parents. Due to socio-economic pressures to find a good qualification, I entered my first year of university as an Accounting student, but subsequently developed an interest in the fields of Sociology and Philosophy which are his current courses of study. My love for these subjects offered me a platform to explore much of my own identity in relation to the world around me.
Growing up as a person with an ambiguous sexuality fuelled my interest towards understanding the complexities of sexuality, gender expression and the act of sex itself. I was afforded the opportunity to present on the topic of sexuality in a philosophy colloquium at the University of Fort Hare. I assisted in coordinating a student LGBTI group at the university in 2011 and proceeded to join the Eastern Cape Lesbian Gay Bisexual Transgender Intersex organisation, of which is currently appointed as the Provincial Organiser.

Apart from being politically active in the field of LGBTI rights in the Eastern Cape, I have always had a burning passion for the performing arts. I was considered a stellar jazz soloist in high school, and participated in various local theatre productions during my teen years.  Later on danced in a performing group called Creative Pulse which offered a platform for LGBTI artists.  It is where I found freedom to express myself as a performer whilst interacting with like-minded artists. As much as I loved performing, although my love for the arts has always defined the person I am.
I felt that need to ground and identify myself in my hometown where a change of perceptions towards LGBTI people – cultural and religious – was needed.

As an individual, my desire has always been to champion one’s sole expression, regardless of whom or where they are. Being a gender non-conforming black person meant I had to mediate between my gender expression, sexuality and cultural values, which might not have been aligned under ‘usual’ circumstances. Having to find a common ground between these components encouraged me to find myself, and thus live an assertive life full of expression and liberty.

I wish to see myself walking on the ramps of Paris Fashion week. I want to be in a big stage production or as a well-recognised activist, a proof that every individual is unique and has as much a right to a full life as any. Everyone should be treated with respect, as we are all human beings, and afforded the liberty to live their lives as they see fit; a life free from pressure to conform, inequality and prejudice.

Understanding and embracing one’s individuality is key to accepting who one is, which creates room to live your life to the fullest. The act of being yourself is indeed the best person you can ever be.

 

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ABONGILE MATYILA Scenery Park, AMALINDA. East London. (2012)                                                          Photo by Zanele Muholi.

 

I found myself at 22

Seems like I’ve been walking aimlessly
Dodging bullets of hate and vile perceptions
What are you, where do you come from?
Am I not supposed to be here?

The life I had come to know
Did not recognise who I was
Not my love, nor my face
Nor my need to breathe the same air
The hard cold of its back offering thick clouds of judgment
I don’t know who I am anymore.

I lost the warmth of the sun in my sleep
The feel of the morning dew on my feet
I forgot the smell of the waking world at dawn
The mornings filled with joy,
days filled with happiness

But this is not my home

There is no place for me here.

I catch a glimpse of a photograph
A spot of distant hope in my eyes
A hope of dancing at the Theatre
And walking the streets of Paris close to midnight
The rain misty
and soft
against my smile, warmed by a content heart
This air is filled with crisp dreams
And a life full of worth for the living!

But where is this life?
If I this one is not mine to live,
In my own way?
How is it that you impose your thoughts about my body,
As if repainting an old wall worthless to the space it occupies?

Man, what has my love for another spoken to you
That encourages you to crush my dreams
and devalue my self worth?

Tell me
I need to breath; a space to be visible
To be loved

I need a place I can call home.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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2014 May 26: EPOC (out)reaching effort

by Lebo Mashifane

REPORT

 

EPOC (Ekurhuleni Pride Organising Committee) is a LGBTI organisation based in Vergenoeg, in KwaThema township, East Rand, Gauteng – South Africa.

On May 17th, 2014 about 25 individuals including myself attended an outreach programme organised by EPOC. The outreach programme is aimed at working together with other LGBTI organisations in townships of Ekurhuleni. This time EPOC KwaThema is liaising with Imbumba, Kingsway.

I got to EPOC offices in Vergenoeg and got a t-shirt printed ”Health for men”. Everybody was wearing the T-shirt and we all contributed R32- (South African rands). Please note that only EPOC’s members who paid that amount because they came from KwaThema which is far from Kingsway.

When we got to Kingsway we met Nkosinathi Dlamini and Sihle Kumalo who are directors of Imbumba, a LGBTI organisation in Kingsway. Dlamini and Kumalo started Imbumba in August 2013 and currently has seven (7) members.

Nkosinathi Dlamini, one of the Imbuba directors in Kingsway.  Photos by Lebo Mashifane

Nkosinathi Dlamini, one of the Imbumba directors in Kingsway.
Photos by Lebo Mashifane

 

Nathi is a superlicious (I just made that up when I saw him) amazingly flamboyant gay.
Sihle is a very well grounded lesbian that knows what her aims are, and will not give up on them. They are such an exuberant duo zest for life and they do not let their adversities get in the way of achieving the goal of a homophobic free society.

Epoc & Imbuba in Kingsway

Not many people attended from Imbumba organisation. As Imbumba directors say, that Kingsway is a gay unfriendly society. The LGBTI community here is also not interested in an ”organisation”.
As Sihle says that “they say that an organisation won’t do anything for them, it doesn’t pay them”. However, when something happens to them (such as hate crime related incidents), they run to Imbumba for support. These two individuals don’t rest, they still offer full support to the gays and lesbians of Kingsway.

They are determined to establish their organization, regardless of the challenges they are faced with on a daily basis. They have now united with EPOC in order to have support instead of struggling solely with their battles. EPOC has open doors for Imbumba to join hands and stand strong as a collective.

These organisations are vital to African societies because homophobia is a serious ailment in our communities. Without these organisations we are lost with no guidance, no support and no identification on our existence as LGBTIQ’s.

2014 May 17 Health4Men tshirts

2014 May 17 Health4Men dance

2014 May 17 Health4Men_Ntsupe & friend

 

 

About the author

Lebogang Mashifane is a videographer and video editor. She was born on the 3rd May 1989 in KwaThema, the township of Springs in East Rand, Gauteng Province.

After completing junior school, she relocated to Cape Town.  She completed her matric at Norman Henshilwood High School.
After matric she worked as a customer care agent and also a debt collector at call centres for a year in order to raise funds to further her education.
She studied Multimedia Technology at Cape Peninsula University of Technology (CPUT).

In 2013, she did an internship at Spirit Sister Productions for a year and worked as a camera operator for Kenilworth Racing TV Department. Besides her job, she documented poetry sessions in and around Cape Town. She also captured performances at Baxter Theatre, Wits Theatre and Gauteng Arts Theatre.

She has captured various LGBTI events and freelanced for Gender Dynamix (GDX). She has worked closely with Zanele Muholi/ Inkanyiso and appears in Faces and Phases series.

 

Featuring in Faces and Phases, Lebo Mashifane, District Six, Cape Town, 2009

                                            Featuring in Faces and Phases, Lebo Mashifane,                                     District Six, Cape Town, 2009

 

 

 

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2014 May 24: The special boy

by Collen Mfazwe

 

Growing up was never easy but it was kind of fun because I did not understand some of the things I was supposed to understand, e.g. why did I have to menstruate every month?
Why did my breasts have to grow?
It is not like I had to feed a baby. Those where the questions I always had when I was growing up since I identify as a butch lesbian.  Even now I still have those questions. I just do not understand and I do not want to understand, why do I have to understand things that I do not  like or things that I do not want.

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Collen Mfazwe, Daveyton township, Johannesburg, 2012.           Featuring in Faces and Phases by Zanele Muholi

I grow up in a family with two boys and three girls and I was the other boy to balance
the numbers to three boys  and three girls.  We were raised by our late lovely mother who always knew what she wanted for us and was always with us.  No matter how hard the situation, she always stood by us. I am talking about the woman who taught us all the things we needed to know in life. I mean sharing, cleanliness, respect but most of all she taught us how to pray the Lord’s Prayer  because God was our only father we had and even today he is the only father  we have .

My mom was the strongest woman I ever known and her passing on distracted me so much. I remember leaving school and going to hang around with friends and becoming a stranger to my own home because I could not stay at home anymore. Things that I did before I did not do them anymore because I thought I wanted to prove to my mom that I can be stronger than her and I wanted to do things that she had not done for us to make her the happiest woman in the world but God took her from us.  That is where I gave up everything and started to be something else to the extent that my aunt went to police station to report that I was not schooling and was not staying at home, asking the police to help her by taking me to the cell every weekend, just for me to be safe.  I was with her when she filed the report. I promised the police that it would not happen again and they took my word for it. Right after we left the station I disappeared just like that.

One night we went out with friends drinking and smoking having fun, walking drunk at night and feeling invincible.  Fun turned out to be my worst nightmare.  A group of boys robbed us, taking my friend’s phone and stabbing another of my friends.  It was so shocking, painful and scary.  We thought she would  die so we carried her to a nearest police station to look for an emergency ambulance.  Luckily we got one there, she eventually survived and that was my wake up call. I went back home and started going to school but I didn’t pass my matric and that didn’t make me a failure because life was really hard and there was no income at home so I choose to do things that I knew the will feed me and my family. I started to open a small business selling snacks and ice creams.  I was also gardening and painting so that I could put bread on the table for the young ones.  My elder brother and sister were doing their best as well. This is what allowed me to pick myself up.

I always wanted to be a successful businessman and I always saw myself staying in a big house when I grew up.  I was raised in a shack and always had dreams.   I wanted to be a Forensic Accountant but all that has not happened yet.

I am now a photographer, not by mistake but because God wanted me to be one. Zanele Muholi found me at the 2012 Miss Gay and Mr Lesbian contest in Daveyton. Later she introduced me to photography and took me to the Market Photo Workshop to study photography and now I can say I have a career.  I need to maintain it and make sure I do not repeat the mistakes of yesterday. Muholi is everything to me.  She showed me that one could be anything if they want.  I am the holder of my future.  It is in my hands and I am the controller of my life.  I just have to be responsible for my every action, thanks to Muholi.

Today I receive emails from people I never met but they only experienced my work saying, “Dear Collen Mfazwe can we kindly have the permission to use your work for our article or book?”
How fascinating is that?
It is possible if you believe.

 

Previous articles

 

2013 Aug. 31:  Best mark followed by death news

 

and

 

2013 July 13:  Picturing Duduzile Zozo’s funeral

 

 

 

 

 

 

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2014 May 16: IFAS hosts IDAHO

2014 May 16:  IFAS hosts IDAHO

Photos album by Lebo Ntladi.

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2014 May 25: Announcement: MAYIBUYE! iAFRICA!

2014 May 25:  		Announcement:  MAYIBUYE! iAFRICA!

iAfrica, Pledge Africa Liberation Day, iAfrica, Mayibuye

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On this African liberation day, we, the undersigned, note with grave concern the continent-wide deepening crisis including, growing militarism, the crisis in democracy, an expanding neoliberal economic order, deepening patriarchy, homophobia, transphobia and heterosexism, amongst others.

We especially note the worsening social and economic conditions of those who have been dispossessed of dignity and autonomy over their lives, bodies, lands and natural resources, and denied rights to access shelter, food, water, education & healthcare.

We call the attention of all freedom loving people across the Continent and around the globe, to the pervasive and debilitating violence faced by those who are pushed to the margins because of divisive and unjust laws and policies, and poor practices by our own governments, who do not respond to their people but to financial interests. We condemn and resist attempts to homogenise Africa‘s multiple legacies into legalised hatred and discrimination.

We rise up and come together as Africans globally, working for a continent where self-determination, as well as physical, emotional, social and economic wellbeing are guaranteed to all. We come together to condemn and resist all forms of violence and militarism, including inter-community and state sponsored violence such as is currently rife in the Central African Republic and Kenya; systemic violence against Africans based on their actual or assumed sexual orientation and gender identity, as in Nigeria and Uganda; and endemic violence against women, girls and gender non-conforming persons, as witnessed in the abductions of girls and lack of adequate response in Nigeria.

We remind ourselves of the critical contributions that Africans have made across history in defining and defending principles of justice, solidarity, liberation and diversity. We salute all Africans who speak and have spoken in defence of these principles.

We stand for a return to Africa in every respect:
• Re-imagining our lives outside neo-colonial power.

• Breaking free from the structures, systems and individuals who disappear our history and traditions of democratic principles and respect for humanity, and who erase our cultures of agency, resistance, creativity and people power.

• Reclaiming and upholding the rich legacies and cultural norms of collectivity, freedom, self-determination and ubuntu.

• Taking individual and collective responsibility to fight globally and locally against the impoverishment and dispossession of the majority of African people.

• Fighting for an end to violence and militarisation that destroys and harms us all.

• Fighting for an end to the greed and oppressive power responsible for the destruction of our lands and the Earth.

We recognise, affirm and insist that Africa needs:
• Economic and environmental justice to claim and redistribute power, to redistribute land and put our vast resources to the benefit of our people and the healing of mother Earth.

• To eradicate militarism and all forms of violence, including the violence of oppressive laws and of poverty.

• Racial and ethnic justice.

• The transformation of the politics of sex, sexuality and gender, the rightful access to affirming and responsive institutions and services, and the restoration of spaces free of fundamentalisms in order to practice our religions and participate in our cultures.

Africa needs Africans who are imagining and building a future of freedom. We believe that Africans, in our multiplicity, have the potential to transform the world.

We, the undersigned, recommit ourselves to working actively for the Africa we want.

Contact Persons:
Dawn Cavanagh
Pouline Kimani
Phumzile Mtetwa
Contact Address: mayibuye.pledge@gmail.com

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