Home.

 

Peace and Blessings be with you.

 

I have arrived. It is good to be home. I am excited to get reconnected. 

 

Alexandria township 2002...
Alexandria township 2002...

 this image was taken during the demonstration against the World Summit for Sustainable Development when 12 thousand people marched from Alexandria to Sandton in Johannesburg.

Perhaps this is setting the tone for my return.

Salaam

 

Yasser

Sneak preview.

Peace and Blessing be with you.

I wanted to give a sneak preview to CHAPTER, the magazine i have been working on the last weeks.

I shall endeavor to make it available in some form in Cape Town , and South Africa.

Pages 3 and 4...
Pages 3 and 4...

looking forward to hear some feedback.

Salaam

Yasser

Cape Town on my mind.

Peace and Blessings be with you.

 

On the train to New Crossroads...
On the train to New Crossroads...

The feeling that its okay to crack a joke with a complete stranger on a train is a Cape Town, okay, maybe not cracking a joke, but for certain when the rest of the people on the carriage laughs, you know you’re in the  mother city.

I took this shot on the train to Nyanga junction. I had to find kids in the ghettos playing soccer for a dutch NGO, so i enlisted the aid of an artist friend who lived in the area. By the time we eventually left the city it was “Tchaaila” (going home) time, and the trains were packed with commuters on their way home. About 40 mins after this picture I greeted a gangster on the corner, 7 mins after that I heard gunshots, and the sounds of mothers frantically calling their children, and 6 mins after that we walked past the same man I greeted lying in a puddle of blood. 30 meters down the road kids continued playing as if nothing happened. What was scarier, the shooting, or the kids …

Did i take my camera out? no .

Severe contrasts besets the beautiful place I call home, danger, crime but also humour, laughter, and hope.

Salaam 

Yasser

“the law,the law, what are all these laws for…”

Peace and Blessings be with you.

The title of this post comes from a song in a play written in South Africa in the middle of the 80’s by Talieb Pietersen (who is no longer with us) and David Kramer called ‘District 6’

District 6 , from which the new South African / Hollywood Blockbuster  movie ‘District 9’ is rumored to take some inspiration from , is an area just on the outskirts of the city of Cape Town. It is an area from which 60000 people were forcefully removed during the ‘rezoning’ of the area to a ‘white area’ under the Apartheid system. The play was a spectacular success internationally and eventually made its rounds in South Africa itself. 

Why do I mention this play, the song, these words? Because this is what i am think about after having read 2 pieces in the Mail & Guardian, one about a beggar being beating in the hallowed halls of consumerism ( Arab owned V&A waterfront ) without anyone doing any thing, and another pertinent piece called ” our house is on fire” by MAMPHELA RAMPHELE, where she assesses the “me myself and i first philosophy ” that is ravaging our country from within.

I have one image for today…

 

have we become a people who put faith in lip service and posturing...
have we become a people who put faith in lip service and posturing...

Salaam

Yasser

Recording

Peace and Blessings be with you .

 

Caledon Square
Caledon Square
Caledon Square

This was the image that started the train of thought, the wall outside the back of the police station in Cape Town. I wondered if objects retain memory traces of things, people, events? would it not be fascinating to access this ‘history’. All the marches that took place outside this building, all the political prisoners dropped off here, removed from here. The memory of those who were inside at the same time, those who would jail, oppress, enforce apartheid.

I would like to ask the question : what are we doing with that history?  does it have relevance in a world where rent,home loans, school fees, taxes keep us so busy that we don’t have time to look back?

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One of the reasons I kept doing photography is to help me remember in fact, that I found a way to look at the way i look at people, and therefore myself. Even with the information that we have, i.e our own history, we do not always consult the stores we as individuals have to assist us in  making decisions for the future, how much more difficult for a nation to do this?

 

Zurich 2003
Zurich 2003

 A recording as it were of myself on a pavement that does in fact hold history, information for blind people. 

 

Salaam

Yasser

Is the mist obscuring the way or are the lights showing the way?

Peace and Blessing be with you.

I found this image scrounging through my files thinking that i need to upload at least one image today.

 

M3 in the mist...
M3 in the mist...

I think this is one of those half glass questions, is it half filled or half empty? Or is it?

Salaam.

Yasser

Snoek.

Peace and blessings be with you.

The closest European version of the snoek I was told is the Barracuda or the Sturgeon, one or both of the aforementioned may be incorrect, so if any one has better sauces (  than for example apricot jam , garlic and butter, chilli powder, pepper corns and salt when one is putting one of these beauties and let me assure you of their beauty sir/madam , onto a grill over a bed of red hot coals!) of information, please enlighten the readership…, and writership of this here blogg.

 

FFFRRRRESSSHHHHH!
FFFRRRRESSSHHHHH!

Its quite i picturesque little harbour Kalk Bay is, and a must visit for any one traveling to Cape Town, for that matter , for people living in Cape Town.

 

Storm clouds in the distance.
Storm clouds in the distance.

 

 

It is conveniently situated on the trainline from the City to Simons Town (I should be getting a kick back from Cape Town Tourism, or Metrorail at least !). So parents wanting a good days outing with the youngsters, a romantic train ride next to the sea, or a solo head clearing journey all fall within the ambit of “i am taking the train to Kalk bay now, and may be back with SNOEK” .

Salaams

Yasser

MAYHEW MUSIC!

Peace and Blessings be with you.

Every once in a while I find myself in the right place at the right time. In this instance it was in the back of Rupert’s Garden, and the request of a friend, who wanted me to come to an unplugged music garden party in Edinburgh. This is where I stumbled across a host of very talented musicians, Mayhew Music being one of the bands that i actually went up to to get contact details from.

 

at the tron...
at the tron...

Cathy and the boys, unassuming and humble the lot of them excitedly told me where their next gig was, so that i could come and photograph them, never mind see them perform for free once again! i have a feeling that not far n the future one would have to pay serious cash to see these guys live!!

 

"Brought the room to a quiet standstill.... compelling" the Scotsman
"Brought the room to a quiet standstill.... compelling" the Scotsman

So off i go to the Tron on the Royal Mile to be transported , and yes, take a few photos.

 

Cathy in the lights...
Cathy in the lights...

Speaking to the band I realise very quickly that it was beautiful “coincidence”  that brought all the members together, involving ” a hostel, a debut open mike and impulsive street recruiting” .

It makes total sense that this music comes from beyond a conscious decision of the ‘ lets start a band’ approach, and proceeds to make its way  to us from the unseen of our collective destinies.

so without any further ado, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN…..MAYHEW!!

http://www.myspace.com/mayhewmusic

Salaam 

Yasser

Time and how it moves.

Peace and blessings be with you.

Time, and its passage is something that mankind has been thinking about for as long as mankind had the ability to think.

To many, in fact most of us its passage as a substance, matrix or energy cannot be seen, though we are able to glimpse “evidence’ of its existence.

One of the ways of tracings its passage is in movement.

 

without moving...
without moving...

Another way, which is much more endearing and somehow scary at the same time is babies, and how quickly they grow, and by extension how quickly we age. 

 

Anisa Rose Park...
Anisa Rose Park...

There are people who claim that like photons, or packages of energy exist, so to do packages of time that spontaneously manifest with its momentary atomic ‘existence’, ie. everything exactly the “same” as a millionth of a split second before to give our perception the illusion of continuity…

 

Now the  purpose for this open ended venture after the trail of time is because of its ever diminishing presence and therefore the urgency for the second CHAPTER  to be uploaded! this will happen soon, as it has already started.
Salaam

Yasser