Intraparadox

Category: Spring

  • Intraparadox: Interview with Lebohang Kganye

    On the 30 August 2018 at the Pretoria Art Museum I had the privilege of interviewing Lebohang Khanye on her solo exhibition Mohlokomedi wa Torai. The body of work that she has produced for this project gives two matriarchical perspective of her family narratives from where Ke Sa Le Teng her SASOL New Signatures winning… →

  • What happens if you press share/what happens if you publish

    Keep in mind that we live in the age of a litmus flare-up fame where the nano second between hitting click to publish and the thought to publish something for the world to marvel at demands us to pause and review the tumultuous effects of our actions. →

  • Birth – for the old folks arcade gamers of Phelindaba

    In Phelindaba the Old Café are gone. Washed away by the caressing seeping water at the shores of nostalgia’s grey silver laser that burns the things we abhor or hold dear deep within the creases of our brains and bosom, a tug at the heart here and the disturbance of balance there, for a thrill… →

  • Intraparadox: Interview with Elizabeth Balcomb

    Tradition, absolutely I think that’s happening on a global level from what I can see when I look at the Venice Biennial – pieces that were there, I am excited by the fact that art moves and goes into new directions and I think it is great and South Africa, and so called African Art… →

  • ShowMax Deluxe is Naspers’ leap frog

    With ShowMax Premium what we have here is a binging spectacle. Blessed are those who have time and money for a monumental content consumption. →

  • Evanescent Friendship

    If one finds themselves surrounded by a relationship that is real and endearing one is at the epicenter of love unconditional or what we have come to call friendship, we may suspect – that when it was invented, friendship was meant to be love without unreasonable expectations, but care that withdraws the minute it see… →

  • The Evanescent POST

    During a walk with a friend to nowhere about a month ago something snapped when my local post office’ non appetizing architectural form reared itself in the suburbanscape. I dropped a one liner of interruption during their turn in our conversation ‘you know the post office is on strike?’ I said hoping that I would… →

  • At the other end; a person *unknown and the Dandy Kleva

    With colorful food tossed down and the hooch doing its fair job the dAndy-kLeva visited the main toilet in the backyard where mostly family members sat about chatting and drinking. The party in whose honor we would never know was now in full swing. You only had to take in the scene with unblinking eyes… →