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Exposed in Japan

“It’s good exposure,” Barbara says. She is a German woman of a certain age who represents a gallery with branches in Chicago, Berlin, London and Rome. “And it’s affordable,” she adds. “Some of the big art shows cost €10 000. My stand here was £600.” “Enough exposure and you develop pneumonia.” I laugh wanly, thinking of…

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Big in Japan (I hope)

Today, I board a Cathay Pacific flight to Hong Kong. I’ll have a lot of luggage with me: a suitcase filled with weather-appropriate clothing, 2 large portfolio bags filled with paintings in lipstick, a selection of A4 prints, flyers, business cards, and 30 metres of Velcro. From there, my husband and my friend Juan will…

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Fantasies of binaries: Why are we so uncomfortable with difference?

By Pierre Brouard By Sunday May 17 I would have participated in a panel discussion on LGBTI migrants and asylum seekers at an Idahot event organised by the Alliance Francaise in Sunnyside, Pretoria. Idahot is the International Day against Homophobia, Transphobia and Biphobia, and is intended to celebrate sexual and gender diversity. This celebratory spin…

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Ethics of poetic ethnicities

By David wa Maahlamela How I wish I could, like many, pretend that the ethics of poetry are engraved on a rock somewhere at the centre of the global village — an assumption that downplays the fact that one’s domicile, environment and experience directly informs his literary outlook. The poetry landscape in South Africa is…

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Give your mom a call…

Dear Mom, This little note of thanks is long overdue. There have been many moments to write it. I probably should have written it on January 25 1988 after deciding the only way to enter this world was through you, not around you. Without even a courteous “excuse me” or a civil “I am terribly…

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Am I a writer?

I’m an ink-stained notebook fiend, most of my pens get chewed like a rabid terrier, I write poems, post copious amounts of blog posts, churn out news reports, provide opinion pieces for several publications, proofread anything that crosses in front of my eyes, heck I even accuse non-readers of treachery against humans (spoiler: writers hate…

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Even good girls need sex

I kind of stumbled onto it. Born into multiple consecutive generations of Scottish missionaries and ministers, growing up in the front pews of the church pastored by my dad, achieving two theology degrees of my own as well as years in church service, led me to distance myself from any belief system that enforces a…

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Life behind a cyclist

We were doing 20km/h coming up a hill approaching a stop sign. I had two cyclists in front of me. One had the build of a tyrannosaurus with big, strong legs and an underdeveloped torso. The other, a lesser athlete, was built the opposite with a big, bulging gut and small, thin legs. The lesser…

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Yes, I’m brown and I listen to rock music

I am a rock music writer and photographer and while in the photography pit recently, I was asked “what does an Indian chick know about rock?” Aside from being called “an Indian chick”, which is an argument for another day, I was taken aback that in this day and age, someone could seriously still racially…

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Was Helen Zille done in by her race obsession?

Helen Zille’s shock resignation as leader of South Africa’s Democratic Alliance (DA) has triggered intense speculation as to who will replace her. Given the party’s federal congress is less than a month away, palace intrigue dominates all discussion. However, most suggest that Mmusi Maimane, the party’s parliamentary leader, is the hot favourite to win. Zille’s…

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