The Cathcart Arms is one of the oldest hotels in South Africa, established in 1820 when the first colonial settlers arrived in Grahamstown. It has a red and black exterior; a large sign above the entrance proudly declares the name of the hotel. The black woodwork above this sign is unkempt and splintered. Although the doors are said to open at 10am, it was past 11 and I was still waiting outside. I asked two men milling around the entrance if they knew when it might actually open. They said that the Arms didn’t have a regular opening time.
Grey and rusty orange stones are layered on top of one another in an orderly pattern. Situated on Hill Street, the Makana Library is a rectangular and, looking at the exterior, uninviting building. However, once inside you travel to a world where books are treasure and time is endless. The books are faded; orange, blue and red colours blend. The wooden floorboards creak as you walk down the aisles. From magazines to ancient tomes, the Makana Library is ready to provide you with words galore.
Filled with natural light, the library is a great place to sit and read.
White diagonal lines converge; creating a pattern that frames the large, dark wooden door. There is a crest of a proud rooster on the top. Olive green grass contours the outside of an establishment that has served Grahamstown since 1826.
The art of printing may have fallen away as fancy technology and online media replace ink on yellowed paper. However, practices from the printing press might live on in our language. Continue reading →
Come on Pick ’n Pay, let’s get serious. You expect me to be excited by your 24 little rubber characters, characters that thousands of soccer moms and primary school princesses are collecting and trading across the country? To whoever thought this idea up, I have no idea who you are, but I can say this with certainty: You definitely aren’t a 90’s kid.
With just two weeks to Rocking the Daisies, possibly the whitest music festival in South Africa, I am watering my flower crown and revisiting The Kooks’ back-catalogue (because let’s be honest, they won’t play any of their new stuff, it’s shit).
Seriously, is this even in South Africa? IMAGE: Chelsea Haith
I’m also brushing up on my Afrikaans, because you know that the #wheresisthelove Stellies crowd will be there and I want to be ready to be able to explain white privilege in English and Afrikaans. Just in case.
In between offending people with my liberal views, drinking Black Label and talking about feminisms with my best friend, I expect to encounter the following people in what will undoubtedly be a lovely and very educational weekend: Continue reading →
Jodi Bieber’s photographs are silent stories, dressed in colour and captured light. Her years of experiencing and photographing a beautifully complex and twisted world have led to incredible images, international exhibitions and valuable advice.
On Monday, 14 September, she gave a presentation about her photography and biography to a room of aspiring photographers and writers.