Friday, 28 December 2018
Monday, 24 December 2018
MOTHER-LOVE SHOWERED ON PROMISING YOUNG ARTIST
By
Margaretta wa Gacheru (posted 24 December 2018)
Dr Irum
Mizra is a mother like no other!
We
understand that most mothers care for their children’s well-being. But when we
met Dr Irum and her son Hariz Shifi, aged 12, we realized that she hadn’t just
gone an ‘extra mile’ to ensure her son’s happiness. She had essentially run a
maternal marathon for the sake of Hariz whom she believes has a special artistic
gift.
“I was never
very artistic myself, but ever since he was five years old, his school teachers
have told me Hariz has a special talent that I ought to nurture,” she tells
Business Daily.
It was when
he was seven that Dr Irum discovered something more about her son that
convinced her the teachers were correct.
“Hariz
didn’t tell me he had a problem at school. But when I found one of his drawings
in the back of an exercise book, I realized that he was being bullied. But I also
realized that while he didn’t talk much, he communicates effectively through
his art.”
That was an
important revelation for Irum who now provides Hariz w
ith the basic art materials that he
requires.
But as she
wanted to do more for him, she felt she needed to be better informed about art.
So she started researching the local art scene. She began to visit galleries
and attend art exhibitions. That’s how she heard about Patrick Mukabi and the
Dust Depo Art Studio.
“I decided
to go to Patrick’s studio and ask for his advice,” says Irum having already
decided that she’d like to help her son to have his own art exhibition as she
felt he was that good.
“Patrick was
very helpful and suggested I have a group exhibition including a few of the
young artists working at Dust Depo,” she continues.
Irum liked
the idea, but Hariz who is now 12 was slightly intimated by the whole plan. But
his mother proceeded. She selected several Dust Depo artists whose works she
liked and then went around researching where to hold the show.
Finally, she
settled on Lavington Mall on the ground floor near one of Maryann Muthoni’s
playful mosaic tile murals.
Dr Irum
admits she didn’t know that mounting an art exhibition would be so challenging
and time-consuming. But as she saw her son getting more enthusiastic about the
idea, she feels the effort was worth it.
She also
liked Patrick’s idea of including older, more experienced artists in the show
which she entitled ‘Canvas Talks’. The Dust Depo painters who exhibited
alongside Hariz included Hannington Gwanzu, Agnes Murugi, Lewis Thuku, John
Kariuki, Kennedy Kinyua, Morris Mbuchu, Geoffrey Waweru, Allan Kioko, Finnie Wafula,
Sawe Gichia, Patrick Karanja, Taran and Mandy Basan, Kidiavai and Mishack Tornadonez,
John Mwema, Juma Byrone, Ibra Ndungu, Solomon Luvai, Zacaharia Magak and
Patrick Mukabi.
The three artists who were
not from Dust Depo were Patrick Okumu, a friend of the Studio, Hamza Nazir and
Hariz, both of whom are 12.
All the
works were reasonably priced during the two-day December show, and Dr Irum
chose not to ask for a commission on the sale of any of the art. A number of
paintings managed to sell, although there was one work that wasn’t for sale.
‘We didn’t want
to sell Hariz’s rhino,” says Irum who feels this piece reflects a new maturity
in her son’s style of painting. And she is right. Both anatomically and
texturally, Hariz’s rhino painting reflects a qualitative improvement as
compared to other of his earlier works which were also in the show.
Irum liked
the rhino so much that she printed ‘Canvas Talks’ tee-shirts for every artist
in the show. Each shirt featured a full-sized copy of the rhino.
As for Hariz,
the shy lad who indeed speaks through his art, says that one of the best things
about the exhibition is that he’s no longer intimated by the older artists. He
may not spend much time painting at Dust Depo, but he’s definitely made new
friends.
As for the
mom, Irum is already planning for another group show for some time in the new
year. Naturally, her son will be there.
VISUAL ARTS ROUNDUP FOR 2018
Cyrus Kabiru Ng'ang'a
By
Margaretta wa Gacheru (posted 24 December 2018)
2018 was ‘off
the charts’ as far as contemporary Kenyan art was concerned. One can’t recall a
year when there was so much activity among artists who not only exhibited at
well-known venues like the National Museum and galleries like Circle Art, One
Off, Banana Hill, Red Hill, Polka Dot and the Nairobi Gallery. These were all
sites where a wide array of exhibitions were held throughout the year.
Artists also
got into the habit of holding ‘pop-up’ shows so that they exhibited their work
everywhere from Muthaiga Heights (with Beta-Arts), Metta in Westlands, Karen
Landmark, Karen Country Club, Uhuru Garden (at Dream Kona) and the Railways
Museum where the BSQ graffiti artists re-designed an old railway car into their
own colorful studio.
David Maina exhibited at Karen Landmark Plaza
BSQ were not
the only artists to open their studios for show. Brush Tu Art did it. So did
Kuona Artists Collective (on a monthly basis). So did Dust Depo. And even
artists who had set up studios at Kobo Trust opened their spaces to show their
new works this year.
A number of
individual artists opened up art spaces of their own. Painters like Adrian
Nduma already had Bonzo Gallery while sculptors like Kioko Mwitiki previously
had Pimbi Gallery. But then Jeffie Magina left the GoDown to set up Studio Soko
while Chelenge van Rampelberg opened her own Chelenge Home Studio. And
Geraldine Robarts built a whole new gallery in her back yard. Even the Dutch
art consultant Willem Kevenaar opened The Attic literally upstairs in his Nyari
home and it was quickly becoming an art space of people’s choice this past year.
Beatrice Wanjiku @ One Off Gallery
Hotels were
also more actively supportive of Kenyan artists this year. The Norfolk started
the year off by having a solo show for Coster Ojwang right out in their front
lobby. Hill Park Hotel held their first exhibition showing Kaafiri Kariuki’s
‘Dancing Pen’ paintings. The new Tamarind Tree Hotel also had a group show of
Kenyans, collaborating with Polka Dot Gallery. Sankara Hotel had quarterly
exhibitions in collaboration with One Off Gallery. Serena Hotel also collaborated
with African Heritage House’s Alan Donovan to exhibit sculptures by the late
Expedito Mwebe as well as pre-colonial works from Nigeria, Congo and Kenya. The
Intercontinental showed works by Tina Benarwa, Ruth Nyakundi and Dinesh Revankar.
And even Sarova Stanley held a one-night visual art festival. But it was the
Dusit D2 that hosted a house-full crowd for the 2018 East African Art Auction
which was curated by Circle Art Gallery.
The success
of the East African auction apparently sparked a wider interest in auctions
this year. The TNR Trust (the animal welfare group) had its own Silent Art
Auction in cooperation with One Off Gallery. So did Paa ya Paa Art Centre.
Kenyan artists were also involved in art auctions in South Africa and UK in
2018.
Meanwhile,
restaurants and malls were busy having shows. Village Market hosted several
East African artists’ exhibitions while Lavington Mall gave space to
up-and-comers exhibiting. Carnivore, Lord Erroll and the Talisman among others
opened up their walls for artists to exhibit their art.
But some of
the largest group shows were hosted by the foreign cultural centres. The
French, Germans, British, Americans, Russian and Danes all assisted Kenyan
artists with exhibition space. Alliance Francaise was still the prime location
for artists to exhibit. But still the British Institute of Eastern Africa was
also quite active as they brought back their ‘Remains, Waste & Metonymy’
and initiated the cross-cultural showcase of food with ‘Kukolacho.’
The
Americans annually support two major shows, one being the KMS Affordable Art
Show at the National Museum, the other the ISK Friends of the Arts (FOTA)
exhibition, both of which attract substantial art-loving audiences. The
Germans’ Goethe Institute also hosted a number of exhibitions while Heinrich
Boell Foundation launched the 2019 Kenya Arts Diary featuring an exhibition of
artists’ works which were featured in the Diary.
And while
the GoDown Art Centre ended the year by moving artists working there out while
it’s involved in renovating a new art sart space, another art centre was being
born upcountry at Tafaria Castle where George Waititu also runs artist
residencies for adventurous Kenyans.
Finally, the
clearest sign of the vibrancy of Kenyan art is seeing how every major gallery
was fully booked throughout the year with shows by everyone from veteran
artists like Yony Waite and Magdalene Odondo to Kamwathi, Abusharia, and
artists from Wajukuu, Maasai Mbili and Karen Village.
The one
major loss of 2018 was the demise of the inimitable Jak Katarikawe.
By
Margaretta wa Gacheru
Jak
Katarikawe was a beloved East African artist who wasn’t just a painter of
allegorical landscapes of Ugandan rural life. He was also a charming
storyteller who’d hold his audience, (be it a client, longtime patron or
friend) rapt as he interpreted the stories he had just painted. He’d always
tell his tales with a twinkle in his eye as his characters, be they elephants
or actual human beings, were often involved in [some sort of] illicit love
affair, the kind he might have known first-hand back home in Uganda, before he
came to Kenya in the late 1970s.
Jak didn’t
arrive in Nairobi until he was nearly forty years old, or thereabouts. He was
never sure of the year and month in which he was born, but he approximated it
at 1938. That means that when he passed on October 19th, Jak would
have spent the same numbers of years living in Kenya as he did in Uganda.
Yet as Jak
grew less capable of painting the whimsical way he had done for a good forty years,
producing brilliant and beautiful artworks that went into public institutions
and private collections all over the world, he refused to ‘go home’ to Uganda.
Despite having pumped a large portion of the revenues he had made from his paintings
into constructing his family home in Kigezi, Southwestern Uganda, he no longer
seemed to identify with the land of his forefathers. Kenya is where he had
become King of contemporary East African art in the 1980s and 1990s. So in
spite of his weakening condition and his difficulty paying his rent, Jak
remained in the flat on Forest Avenue (now Wangari Maathai Blvd.) until the
very end.
Until he
passed on October 19th, Jak was a living legend who inspired younger artists
for both his talent and apparent financial success. He was among the first East
Africans whose artworks could sell for hundreds of thousands of shillings a
painting. He is also one of the first whose works were exhibited abroad, in
Europe and the USA.
Jak’s
legendary status was confirmed the same day he died, when news spread like
wildfire on social media that Jak had passed on. He’d been found alone and
unconscious by a cousin who’d come to his flat to cook for him since Jak’s wife
Florence was back in Uganda. Friends had tried to get him to accompany her home
as he’d built a house for the family in Kigezi. Yet he refused.
He died
while on route to the Hospital.
In his
prime, Jak was known as an ‘African [Marc] Chagall’, named after the 20th
century modern artist who, like Jak, created colorful, whimsical paintings that
invariably had an enchanting narrative to back up his artwork. Unfortunately,
in his latter days, Jak was better known as a beggar who was frequently almost
booted from his flat by an angry landlord who was only appeased when one of the
artist’s longtime patrons stepped in at the last minute to ensure that Jak
wasn’t tossed out on the street. They would pay his rent, including the
arrears.
A few months
before he passed, Jak was offered the means to go home to Kigezi with all his
luggage and the remnants of his illustrious career. Alan set aside a
substantial chunk of money to assist Jak to enjoy his last days in the comfort
of his own Ugandan home. Yet he rejected that idea as well.
Jak never
had a chance to go to school since his polygamous father had retired by the
time he was born, the last born of the old man’s youngest wife. But Jak had
natural talent. Plus his mother was artistic. Jak once recalled how she used to
paint lovely designs in ash all around her mud and wattle hut as a means of
attracting the old man to come for supper at her home. In an interview with
‘The Nairobi Times’ in the early 1980s, Jak also remembered how he was inspired
by the colorful stained glass windows of the nearby church. He said the windows
had shown him the value of brilliant translucent colors and the storytelling
power of art.
Jak’s big
break came after he was hired to be a driver for David Cooke, the Makerere
University professor who found his sketches stashed in the boot of his car.
Professor Cook could see that Jak had talent which he felt should be nurtured.
So he arranged for him to be mentored by Professor Sam Ntiru, who at the time
was head of Makerere’s Art Department and a leading Tanzanian artist.
After
spending some time at Makerere, Jak had his first solo exhibition in 1966 at
the Uganda National Theatre. It was like a coming of age for him. He now
realized he was truly an artist. But like so many Ugandans who had to migrate
to Kenya due to the political turmoil in his country, Jak moved to Nairoi in
the mid-1970s. He initially worked and stayed with the Tanzanian sculptor and
painter Elimo Njau, who as co-founder of Paa ya Paa Art Centre had set up
visiting artists’ studios where refugees like Jak found a safe haven in which
to work. Subsequently, Jak exhibited at Alliance Francaise and Gallery Watatu.
He also worked closely with Nani Croze and Dr Eric Krystal in the 1980s when
they were organizing artists’ workshops to create works reflecting Eric’s
priority of family planning. Jak produced some of his most memorable paintings
during that time.
Jak was
already established when the late Ruth Schaffner bought Gallery Watatu in 1985
from Yony Waite, the Guam-born American artist who co-founded Watatu with the
late Robin Anderson and David Hart. Ruth quickly took Jak under her wing and
soon became his mentor, mother-figure, accountant and bank. She took his art
worldwide, particularly to West Germany and the US where she owned two
galleries in Los Angeles and sold his oil paintings like hotcakes.
Jak, who had
never been to school and had only learned how to sign his name from Dr Cook,
grew increasingly reliant on Ruth. There is little doubt that Ruth made a
fortune from Jak’s artworks, but since he didn’t keep his own accounts, nor did
he know how much his artworks were sold for overseas, no one will ever know the
kind of commission Ruth the art dealer made from Jak’s paintings.
What we do
know is that Jak was perfectly happy painting in his spacious rented rooms upstairs
at the Paradise Hotel on Tom Mboya Street. But Ruth convinced him the
neighborhood was so ‘dangerous’ that he needed to move. She shifted him to the
most expensive flats in Nairobi, the Norfolk Apartments just next to the
historic hotel. She paid his rent out of his earnings which undoubtedly
contributed to the penury he incurred in his latter days.
But once
Ruth passed on in 1986, Jak refused to move. He continued to pay the rent
despite the cramped quarters she had moved him into. Without her regular sales
of his art, Jak had very little revenue and thus, his financial problems began
immediately upon Ruth’s death.
Jak never
recovered from Ruth’s passing. He went into mourning and never got over his
grief. It wasn’t assuaged by Ruth’s husband, the Ivorian counsel Adama Diawara
who took over the gallery after Ruth was gone. When the Ghanaian journalist,
Osei Kofi took over the gallery for Diawara, he held an exhibition for Jak
around 2007. He shared the limelight with Sane Wadu and Wanyu Brush. But even
that didn’t shake Jak out of the doldrums he’d fallen into after losing his
beloved Ruth.
Ruth’s death
also had a profound effect on his painting. Jak could never reactivate his
effortless style of visual storytelling. Despite being pestered for years by
art collectors from all over the world who frequently came personally to his
Forest Road flat (where he finally moved to after having no choice) to buy his
art, he could never regain his creative edge. He soon exhausted his supply of
the paintings that expressed the ‘old Jak’. Nonetheless, any time one of his
older paintings has gone up for auction, the prices have soared. Many people
believe Jak’s art will only accrue in value over time, just as it did for other
artists who died poor, such as Vincent Van Gogh and even Rembrandt. But now
their paintings are valued as many millions of whatever currency you prefer
Jak will
primarily be remembered for the luminous artworks he created between the 1970s
and 1990s. But to his friends, he’ll be remembered as the sweet-spirited
gentleman whose skill in visual storytelling was sublime.
Jak was
buried quietly at his Kigezi home on October 28th, just a week after
he passed. Tributes to him continue to pour in on social media. And many Kenyan
artists are still waiting to hold a memorial service for Jak, yet they respect
the wishes of the family who wanted their father buried quietly without fanfare.
Fortunately, his art has already made him an immortal and he will always be
considered one of East Africa’s finest artists.
Sunday, 23 December 2018
Friday, 21 December 2018
WHEELS OF FORTUNE ARTISTS EXHIBIT AT NEW VENUE
Rose Wahome, mosaic tile artist at 45 degrees Kitchen
By Margaretta wa Gacheru (posted 21 December 2018)
Kenyan
artists are always scouting the countryside to find new venues where they can
exhibit their art for receptive audiences.
The latest
art space they found is in Garden Estate down Marurui Road where there’s a
cream-colored gate marked 45. That’s the only indication of what’s happening
inside.
First and
foremost, there’s an amazing boutique restaurant behind that gate called 45
Degrees Kitchen. But equally significant is the group exhibition currently
underway inside.
It was
nameless until I saw Evans Ngure’s ingenious sculptures which he calls ‘Circles
of Life’. But before I knew that name, I called them ‘Wheels of Fortune.’
‘Wheels of
Fortune’ can do for 45 degrees’ first otherwise untitled art exhibition since
the owners opened up the eatery in 2015. That’s somewhat surprising since one
of the five artists exhibiting is Rose Wahome who’s also a co-owner of 45
Degrees Kitchen with her gourmet chef husband, Harold Sena-Akoto.
“We’ve been
so busy with the restaurant that I haven’t had much time to devote to my art,”
says Rose whose mosaic tile mirrors and tables are indeed works of art. One
might call them functional art. But in addition to their being of practical
use, they reflect attractive geometric designs and a thoughtful use of earthen
colors.
Rose might not have launched 45 Degrees as a new art venue if
she hadn’t known the Kenya-based German artist Milena Weichelt whose paintings
she loves. Milena was happy to consider exhibiting her art in the restaurant,
especially as the people who appreciate Harold’s food tend to be art lovers.
“Many embassy people like to come to 45 Degrees,” says Harold who has been
serving continental cuisine for most of his life. Or at least since he went off
to study culinary science in Italy for several years. After that, he’s set up
restaurants everywhere from Australia to Canada to San Francisco in the US.
Milena was keen to show her paintings at 45 degrees, only she
knew another artist who she felt would do well to exhibit there too. Evans
Ngure creates colorful sculptures which currently hang from the outdoor panels
that partition the cozy nooks where guests tend to eat when the weather
permits.
He’s a specialist in assembling ‘found objects’ into artworks
that surprise for their unprecedented style of artistry. For instance, Evans’
latest creations are his Wheels of Fortune. These are bicycle wheels whose
spokes he beads, creating lovely and colorful abstract designs.
In one nook, he has a pair of Wheels, one he calls ‘Atomic
Bubble Gum’; the other which is larger he’s named ‘Heartbeat’ since it
veritably pulsates with color.
He’s also exhibiting a
series of three-dimensional ‘paintings’ which he creates out of everything from
an old tennis shoe, discarded keys and an array of spare parts from typewriters
and computers to bicycles and buttons. His wind chimes are also unique. They
hang around the restaurant’s terrace.
Meanwhile, inside three more artists’ works are on display.
Milena’s paintings like those of Anwar Sadat Nakibinge and Samuel Njuguna are
to be found beautifying the solid brick walls of the dining room. They also
hang on the other side of the same wall, brightening up the building that had
once been a poultry holding room where Rose’s father once kept his freshly-laid
eggs before they went off to market.
Milena’s paintings are decorative in the best sense of being
beautiful to look at, whether she’s painted bougainvillea or oceanic tides. Sam
Njuguna specializes in creating vibrant scenes of rural Kenyan life which
reflect the way many local people in rural areas live their everyday lives.
Anwar on the
other hand is a specialist in painting wildlife but puts them on his large
canvases in attractive ways. Be it a giraffe, elephant, cheetah or buffalo, he
treats them as iconic forms that serve as essential elements of his attractive
semi-abstract designs.
The new year
is likely to see 45 Degrees hosting many more exhibitions since the artworks
serve to beautiful the space and enhance the feeling that one’s arrived at a
very special place which is unique not just for amazing food but for attractive
artworks as well.
Samuel Njuguna's Matatu to town
Thursday, 20 December 2018
45 DEGREES KITCHEN: A MEAL TO DIE FOR
By Margaretta wa Gacheru (posted 20 December 2018)
45 Degrees
Kitchen is a boutique restaurant nestled so deep inside Garden Estate that you
might miss if your eye doesn’t catch the ‘45’ on the cream-colored gate on
Marurui Road.
But 45
degrees’ executive chef Harold Sena-Akoto doesn’t mind being discrete since
people who understand and adore delicious food always find their way to his
front door.
One would
never know the Kitchen was once his wife Rose’s family poultry farm, nor that
their elegant high-vaulted dining room was once a place where eggs were
carefully stored.
“We made the
whole place over,” says Harold who also created a spacious outdoor terrace
where tables covered in colorful batik cloths, (hand-painted by the Ugandan
artist Anwar Sadat) are either situated in their own separate nooks or aligned
near the big house so one can have a better view of the artworks on display.
The paintings are by Milena, Samuel Njuguna and Anwar Sadat while the wind
chimes and colorfully-beaded wheels of fortune are by Evans Ngure.
But as cozy,
attractive and rustic as the Kitchen is, it’s the cosmopolitan cuisine, the
genial chef Harold and his gracious wife Rose that bring people back to 45
degrees.
For myself,
it was the menu that assured me I would have to come again since there are so
many mouth-watering suggestions of soups, salads, sea foods, steaks, stews,
lamb shanks, and even spaghettis that I wanted to try.
And that
wasn’t all. There were also the detailed descriptions of every plate. Each one
confirmed the chef to be a culinary connoisseur who’d studied and practiced
cooking as a fine art long before he’d come to Kenya in 2015.
“All the
recipes are my own,” says Harold who encouraged us to try either the four
courses, each one of which he pairs with a specific wine, or not. Otherwise, we
could try a la carte, meaning we had the freedom to select anything on the
menu.
I chose to
try the four courses without the wine, even though I was intrigued by the fact
that the Kitchen serves wines from all over the world. The beverage menu says
wines come from Italy (where he studied his craft for six years), Argentina and
Spain and from Australia, California, South Africa and France. Cognacs,
Tequilas, Whiskeys, various Vodkas and Liqueurs are also served.
What was
significant to me was Courses No.1 through 4. Not easy choices to make, but I
started with the Roasted Salmon Consomme
with Garlic croutons. Harold, who’s originally from Ghana, explained the salmon
was flown in from Norway. I agreed that one bowl could easily be a meal since
the salmon was served in big chunks and the soup itself was super tasty, spicy
and slightly hot.
I could have
stopped feasting there and then. The consommé (soup) was deeply satisfying. But
I’d already deliberated on Course #2. As I have a weakness for fish, I tried
the Grilled Malindi Deep Sea Trout with roasted pepper sauce and olive salsa.
Again, the
fish was delicious. This time it literally fell off the bone, into a sauce that
was savory and sweet. “I have a fisherman friend who brings freshly-caught
trout to me regularly,” Harold says with a touch of pride.
Course No.3
could have been a sirloin steak, Mongolian Lamb or Pan Fried chicken. But again
I had to go for the fish. This time it was Pan Fried Red Snapper topped with
olive chumichuri Burgundy sauce. It was unbelievable. Every morsel of fish had
a uniquely flavorful taste.
If I had
tried a la carte, I could have had the Ghanaian style Tilapia, or the
Fisherman’s stew made with Snapper, Lobster, Mombasa Shrimp and coconut milk. I
could have also tried the Tuscan Country Lamb Shank roast, the Rib-Eye Steak or
even the Green Thai curry.
But I was
happy with what I had. I couldn’t believe I was still keen to try Course no.4
as I have ‘a thing’ for chocolate. Harold’s Flourless chocolate [cake] was
covered with cream caramel accessorized with a chocolate-dipped strawberry and
a “cheese tart for garnish” the chef adds.
I veritably
roll out the front gate of 45 degrees, I’m so full. But if my meal was more
than I normally consume, I must admit I just had a meal “to die for’.
One hears
about guys on death row getting to order whatever they want for their last
meal. For me, it would have to be the Four Courses from the 45 Degrees Kitchen.
Wednesday, 19 December 2018
SWITCH-A-ROO STREET ART WITHOUT BORDERS
By
Margaretta wa Gacheru (posted 18 December 2018)
Hephzibah
Kisia just got back from Nantes, France a few weeks ago. Yet already she’s
gathered a team of Kenyan and French artists and gone all over Nairobi. Their
mission has been to paint walls and introduce Kenyan people, particularly kids,
to the joys of creating street art.
Before she’d
gone to France in 2016, Hephzibah had studied fashion design and opened her own
fashion house featuring ‘The Sama Eden’ line.
“I thought I
was going to be the next Chanel,” she told Business Daily as she stood outside
the back end of Alliance Francaise where she and her fellow artists had been
busy painting AF’s tall wall the whole afternoon.
AF is
coincidentally where she first started learning French. It’s also where she
began rethinking her priorities. That led her back to school to study business
and fine art in France.
It was there
that she started another company called ‘Switch-A-Roo’ which is basically a
cultural exchange program. And that’s what brought her back to Kenya, only now
she’s leading a team of French street artists who, like her, love to travel,
create art and meet new people in the process of sharing their art.
Antoine,
Alceo and Mathieu are the three French artists (all members of ‘Street Art Sans Frontieres’) who signed on to
Hephzibah’s Switch-a-Roo program and accompanied her back to Nairobi where
they’ve been painting street art for the past two weeks.
Along the
way, they have been joined by Kenyan artists including Naitiemu Nyamyom, Edmond
Nonay and most recently, Namakula Muinde.
“I was just
passing by [Alliance Francaise] and saw them painting the wall, so I joined in.
They encouraged me to pick up a paint brush and add my contribution,” says
Namakula who admits she is more of a writer than a painter. “But the artists
were so welcoming, I thought I’d try my hand,” she adds.
Antoine, who
was most fluent in English of the three Frenchmen explains that Namakula
illustrates the whole idea of Switch-a-roo. “We are here to bring art closer to
the people, and to get them involved in doing it themselves,” he says. “We want
local people to claim ownership of the street art we make together,” he adds.
Naitiemu
says that when the team went to Kibera and Mathare, there were many more
people, especially youth, who wanted to pick up a paint brush and paint
whatever wall they could find.
“In the CBD
there have been fewer people who’ve stopped to paint with us, but that’s
alright. The idea is to connect with local people,” Naitiemu adds. She also
observed that along Loita Street where they’d been painting the ten-foot wall,
there were more commuters in transit to and from their work than locals with
time to get involved with street art.
Nonetheless,
everyday has been exciting, Naitiemu says, although Sunday was a challenge.
They had been careful to collect all the appropriate papers, signatures and
approvals from City Council in order to paint everywhere they’d gone, be it
Jamhuri, Pangani, Kibra or Mathare. They even got the papers to paint some
stairs at one flyover in town. Nonetheless, they were still stopped by City
Council askaris who refused to
recognize the paperwork and simply stopped them in their tracks.
But the team
is undaunted. They’ll continue painting for another week. After that, Hephzibah
says they will all be going to France early next year. “That’s the idea of
Switch-a-Roo. The French artists came to Kenya to paint after which it will be
the Kenyans’ turn to accompany them back to France where we will work together
in just the same way. We’ll go to ground zero in the town of our choice and
then get permits to paint walls wherever we can.
Antoine adds
that he and his French friends have been painting walls for quite some time.
“We all got
started as graffiti artists. Otherwise, we didn’t go to art school to learn how
to paint. That’s one reason why we know that everyone can learn the joy of
painting and expressing themselves through color, form and line. They just need
a chance to try. And that’s what ‘Street Art Sans Frontieres [Without Borders] is all about.”
Tuesday, 18 December 2018
RE-IMAGINING AFRICAN STORYTELLING FETE A BIG HIT
By
Margaretta wa Gacheru (posted 18 December 2018)
Maimouna
Jallow is a master storyteller, an award-winning one at that. As such, she’s
been to storytelling festivals all over the world, performing among other
marvelously amusing stories, ‘The Secret Lives of Baba Segi’s Wives’ by Lola
Shoneyin. She’s also been involved in revitalizing the (nearly lost) art of
storytelling.
Last
weekend, Nairobi experienced some of the benefits of Maimouna’s meeting many
brilliant storytellers in her travels. She brought a number of them to perform
at her ‘Re-Imagined Storytelling Festival’ at Alliance Francaise. They included
artists from South Africa, Sierra Leone, Morocco, Australia, and Gambia (where
Maimouna is originally from). She even invited the West African kora griot
Sanjally Jobarteh to play during the premiere performance of ‘The Door of (No)
Return’ and give a captivating kora concert the night before the Fete.
In fact, the
Festival ran throughout last week since the visitors told stories to youth
everywhere from Eastleigh and Buruburu to Mathare Valley. Several of them also
gave master classes on facets of storytelling the day before Saturday’s all-day
event. That was where one got to see and feel the magical power of these
Pan-African word wizards who, like Usifu Jalloh, revealed a myriad of secrets
to becoming a story specialist like themselves.
Kenyan
storytellers were also involved in the festival. They included Hellen Alumbe
Namai and Mumbi Kaigwa who shared stories with kids in the Reading Nook; John
Namai and Patrick Gachie who performed with Maimouna in the afternoon, and others,
including Muthoni Garland, Wangari Grace, Chief Nyamweya, Chombe Njeru, Mshai
Mwangola, Ayana Michelle and more.
The only
problem with the Festival was that there was so much to see and watch (given
there were two stages occupied throughout) that it was impossible to listen to
everyone on that one Saturday. I was fortunate to watch Moroccan artist Jawad
Elbied, Nomsa Molalose of South Africa, Lily Rodrigues-Pang of Australia, Alim
Kamara and Usifu Jalloh both of Sierra Leone. And among the Kenyans, it was
able to see storytelling performances by Muthoni Garland, Chombe Njeru and
Chief Nyamweya (who came with his new graphic novel, Art of Unlearning, hot off
the press).
What was
also hot off the press was Maimouna’s brand new anthology, ‘Story, Story, Story
Come’. She’s the editor as well as the founder of the ‘Re-Imagining African
folktales’ project which she launched back in 2016 and which resulted in both
the book and the festival. The project itself aimed to revive the age-old art
and tradition of African orature (oral literature) and storytelling. But it was
also to modernize the folktale so that storytelling itself has meaning and
relevance in an age when social media and many other forces are threatening the
very art of orature.
Fortunately,
once Maimouna put out a call for African writers and storytellers to ‘re-imagine’
the African folktale, she got an overwhelming response. It was a challenge for
her to select only twelve out of the numbers she received. At the same time, it
must have been easy to pick delightful tales like ‘Why chickens do not fly’ by
Nigeria writer Nnamdi Anyadu and ‘When the moon learnt to be kind’ by South African
writer Gugulethu Radebe.
The stories
come from all over the region, from Cameroon, Gambia, Ghana and Nigeria as well
as South Sudan, South Africa, Zambia and Kenya.
The
anthology together with its audio version also made their premiere appearance
at the Festival. And to whet the public’s appetite for the anthology and share
some of the stories in a dramatic format, Maimouna also created ‘The Door of
(No) Return’ which adapted three of the stories for the stage.
The story that made me want to rush out and get the book was Maimouna’s telling
the story of The Water Spirits. They had it in for the humans who they knew to
be corrupt and no good. But they adopted a little one who they had
unintentionally orphaned. That little girl was sweet, beautiful and gifted. But
she got spoilt and turned out to be just as self-centred, proud and treacherous
as the water spirits knew the humans to be.
One will
have to get the book to find out what happens to the little girl (who was ‘more
beautiful than Beyonce!’).
In the meantime, performances by Sanjally, Usifu,
Maimouna and Muthoni assured one that the art of the griot and the storyteller
are alive and well in Kenya and Africa.
REVERBERATIONS SENDS A TOUGH MESSAGE TO CHURCH
KU cast from Reverberations
By
Margaretta wa Gacheru (posted 18 December 2018)
There’s a
new theatre company in town. Talenta Yetu is a troupe that’s come from Kenyatta
University with freshly honed theatrical skills, energy and enthusiasm for trying
out new and daring scripts.
Like
‘Reverberations’ by Clinton Obama and directed by Fanuel Mulwa who we’ve seen in
shows like Sarafina, Grease, Caucasian Chalk Circle and both versions of Jesus
Christ Superstar (where he played Peter).
Fanuel
admits he’s learned a lot about theatre at KU (especially from Dr Zippy Okoth).
But actually doing professional shows like those just mentioned and working
closely with Stuart Nash of Nairobi Performing Arts Studio gave him essential
knowledge and experience as well as the courage to start directing shows himself.
He does a
great job with Reverberations, although I must say I was slightly surprised by
the ease with which characters were either bumped off or beat up. But that
apparently is part of the corruption that the play aims to expose.
The focus of
corruption is on churchmen who supposedly are meant to beacons of morality, truth,
goodness and selfless love. But Pastor Sonford (Samson Omondi Onyango) is the
antithesis of all that. He’s a hypocrite of the lowest order. He pretends to be
pious while seducing young women and even forcing himself on girls like Alice (Regina
Wahito) who genuinely try to resist.
The
‘reverberations’ are affected by the Pastor’s two sons Charlie (Tony Sesat) and
Jacob (Clement Ochieng) who, despite being highly critical of their dad become
just as bad if not worse than he was.
Charlie is
bitter because he believes his dad literally killed their mom. For not only did
the dad refuse to take her to hospital, claiming it was church doctrine. His
real motive was apparently to hide his having infected her with AIDS.
Charlie’s
resentment turns deadly. As it turns out, he’s just as reckless as his father,
first by administering poison to Jacob’s pregnant girlfriend (Tracy Muga), then
by finishing off his dad and finally, by selling off the church.
Jacob
becomes a clone of Pastor Sonford. He’s just as lecherous and hypocritical a
churchman. There are ‘good people’ in the play. But they are also sneaky
schemers who devise a plan to catch the brothers ‘in the act’.
The 'good guys' who are schemers intent on catching the two brothers.
Whether they succeed or not is what you’ll have to find out when Talenta Yetu brings ‘Reverberations’ back due to popular demand.
The 'good guys' who are schemers intent on catching the two brothers.
Whether they succeed or not is what you’ll have to find out when Talenta Yetu brings ‘Reverberations’ back due to popular demand.
Monday, 17 December 2018
NIKO'S VISUAL PEDAGOGY REVEALS DISTURBING TRUTHS
'Social Purgatory' by Nicholas Odhiambo at Alliance Francaise
By
Margaretta wa Gacheru (posted 17 December 2018)
Nicholas
Odhiambo’s exhibition at Alliance Francaise, ‘Pedagogy of Oppression’ is one of
the most thought provoking shows of 2018. All drawn in subtle shades of black
and white graphite, the 29 artworks could require a bit of background to
decipher the artist’s figurative imagery.
It might
help knowing the title of his show correlates with that of the brilliant
Brazilian philosopher Paulo Friere’s classic text, ‘Pedagogy of the Oppressed.’
“Yes, I read
his book but I was already working on this series before I did so,” says Niko
whose art is surprisingly illustrative of some of Friere’s most profound
concepts related to oppression, socialization and education.
Yet in every
way, Niko’s drawings reflect his own critical perspective on Kenyan society.
For instance, a work like ‘Watch men 1’ illustrates the way Kenyans can stand
by passively and simply watch as their fellow Kenyan is beaten by cops.
Frankly
speaking, Niko seems to be more preoccupied with individuals and the various
ways they are oppressed, ways they often are not even aware of. The most
explicit illustration of that perspective is the work he calls ‘Manipulation’.
In it, there’s a man whose limbs are attached to strings being controlled from
above, by hands of someone we cannot see.
Across the
room at Alliance Francaise are two drawings of men who appear to be the Big Men
in charge. Each in a separate drawing, they both look dominant and dangerous.
They easily pass for the Oppressor while the one being manipulated represents
the Oppressed.
Yet what
Niko explores in many of his drawings are the ways individuals internalize
their own oppression. He has one series of five drawings revealing one person
growing from toddler to pre-teen to student and then into a businessman dressed
in a Western suit. Each stage of that person’s life, Niko says, is programmed
to conform to restrictive social conventions, That programmed conformity is why
the fifth fellow in the series has removed his clothes, symbolizing the
artist’s desire to be free from that oppressive mentality and lifestyle.
Whether one
understands or even agrees with Niko’s point of view, what also makes this
exhibition exceptional is the meticulous manner of his drawing human forms.
They come alive despite their all wearing gas masks.
Niko says
the masks are meant to reflect the anonymity of his characters, all of whom
apparently represent concepts and types rather than specific characters. For
example, one of his works entitled ‘Resentment’ conveys the impact that such a
negative emotion has on one’s psyche. The one resented is virtually implanted
in the resentful one’s head like a tick or parasite.
The
psychological nature of oppression is implicit in most of Niko’s drawings. It
can be seen in works like ‘In the Box’, ‘Behind Bars’, ‘Human Beam’ and
‘Bondage of Will’ although all of his art challenges the viewer to grasp the
meaning of every work. For indeed, all of the drawings make statements about
Niko’s perspective on life, humanity and the ways we’re entrapped even though
we’re mostly unaware of how we’re confined.
Of the four
works just mentioned, probably ‘In the box’ is most transparent. There’s a
slovenly-looking guy sprawled in a chair beside a TV that’s got another guy
locked inside behind bars.
‘Behind
bars’ seems to have a double meaning as the two guys are also behind [prison]
bars, but the same bars resemble lines of a bar code which seems to symbolize
their being trapped in a consumerist lifestyle.
‘Bondage of
Will’ is more obtuse. Yet if you see the man seated in front of a sand clock
showing the time running out and the man’s brains are being pulled out on
either side of his head by more torso-less hands, you might ‘know the feeling’.
He could be struggling to make a decision while his deadline is looming large.
Finally,
‘Human Beam’ is, for me, the most provocative of all. It’s got two men boxed in
frames. One’s tied up like a hostage. The other’s holding a gun and looking
like the hijacker. But no, Niko says. The two represent the subconscious and
conscious mind ever in conflict although the conscious mind (the gunman) is
dominant. The soul, he says, is trapped inside the vessel, (representing the
body) at the centre of the painting.
Finally,
Niko’s ‘Social Purgatory’ speaks volumes about men’s aspirations and desires
which are literally represented in their eyes.
In all,
Niko’s show requires a bit of thought, but it is well worth the effort.
Peterson Kamwathi, Margaretta, Evans Mbugua and exhibiting artist Niko Odhiambo at Alliance Francaise December 2018