Day 5: White, am i.

So yesterday I saw a poster. It was a white woman, sitting in zen and a white light surrounding her from the background. It said: 'reconnect with your spirit' It is in me...the word 'white', as a very strong world of power. To declare peace, is to declare conformity to a white flag guided in the … Continue reading Day 5: White, am i.

Day 4: Dark Brown 4B/4C Natural Hair – is a ‘discrimination issue’

So in 2016, during the last semester of my first year masters at the #GSA_UJ, I subjectively took on the politics of hair featuring en la arquitectura. You can find the full project here on my academic blog Slim Cognito 🙂 Titled The Weighting Aisle: Dismantling Structures of Power in the Check-out Aisle, I explored myself, blackness, dreams … Continue reading Day 4: Dark Brown 4B/4C Natural Hair – is a ‘discrimination issue’

Day 3: White Love means nothing: An Ode to Black

I let go of my expectations. It took a moment... I saw myself in you, (the rope)   It wasn't love at first sight, I just knew you (the rope tightened)   Cliche? no There was a peace The language of English, inadequate to comprehend.   It was black, It was intense, Innate... true.   … Continue reading Day 3: White Love means nothing: An Ode to Black

Fast & Furious Easter

Happy Easter to those celebrating! Hehehe, although for me, I didn't celebrate this year. Why? Well, I'll tell you 🙂 Firstly, because I am away from home. Like no lie, home anchors down a lot of things but the further away I am, the more me I become, and I like that. I decide what … Continue reading Fast & Furious Easter

Day 2: 2017 is full of surprises (literally!)

It's only April guys, but 2017 so far as been DR-A-MATIC! From not getting my previous dorm room, to having linoleum flooring, to hijackings and theft (and random dorm room black outs "I fear for my pc! Goodness...". It's been hectic only 4 months in. I don't know... I feel like the first thing we … Continue reading Day 2: 2017 is full of surprises (literally!)

Day 1: Writer Lust

Ever have the need to start a blog? And just type out your mind? But then get to the screen and keyboard just to decide you need to take a break first. So  you lie down for a "quick" nap. Only to awake the next day. New day, new responsibilities, procrastination round 365 (disgraceful facepalm)... … Continue reading Day 1: Writer Lust

Note 7: Another kind of Death

I don't fear death of my body Life away from this controlling world I fear death of my creativity I fear becoming paralysed by the money aspiration of this world I fear that their good intentions may mean the death of me…of me A death from which I may never be able to rise from … Continue reading Note 7: Another kind of Death

Note 6

A mind so feeble Incomprehensible of what is unanticipated Like the grains Grains that hold in tact the dunes of knowledge, Knowledge flowing by gravity between your fingers A grain of sand, is the feeble mind. -Natache

Note 5: Lost…to be continued

Lost is man, who in himself, finds a lost woman...his reflection. Who is he? Who are his ancestors? Does he have a soul? A soul...soul lost. A man who finds his faith in a book, gifted to him by his enslavor. A figure of a foreign imagination so strong... So strong, its stream watered his … Continue reading Note 5: Lost…to be continued

Note 4: I AS BLCK WMN

Awakened. Questioning. Undoing. Releasing. Understanding. Releasing. Rebuilding. Representing...You PROVOKE! Finding you, yourself of the inner ancestral past, locked within the DNA of your soul, a fabric of well preserved threading, only you can understand. -Natache