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Simplicity can be deceptive. Zero, for instance, seemingly containing the simplicity of nothing, contains infinity, as does one, which can be replaced by ‘a’, as in: a universe. So it … Read More
Our rainbow is broken. The arch is no more. Dead, and the colours now a venal black, and yellow and green. Khongolose Khommanding Khommissars, the festival Standard Bank Young Artist … Read More
The world of festival is also the world of all of us. And it is on fire. Bush, forests, homes, people, futures, all burning up. But not so much for … Read More
ROSA-KAROO LOEWE Childhood games reawaken old ghosts for three sisters, bonded by blood and their search for home in the debut of Ibuhlungu le Ndawo, which received a standing ovation … Read More
Not Falling was all over the place. It felt like the play itself has Parkinson’s. Not to make light of Parkinsons. The work is premised on a degenerative disease, so … Read More
