Nkgopoleng Moloi / Art / 3 days ago Indigo Waves and Other Stories | An oceanic praise song for the diaspora
Misha Krynauw / Art / 4 days ago Navigating our relationship to time with A4 Gallery exhibition: ‘Customs’
Bubblegum Club / Community / 5 days ago Breathing new life into Braamfontein — an ode to murals by Halls
Bubblegum Club / Opportunities / 5 days ago Opportunities in August: Open Calls, Job Vacancies and more
Lumumba Mthembu / Discourse / 7 days ago ‘Collision Course’ – a reminder of #EndSARS and reality lived in violence
Monique Lemos / Art / 2 weeks ago Transforming the narrative of Brazilian blackness by talking about love and affection English Portuguese
Casey Delport / Pop Archive iJusi // ‘rainbow nation’ media cultures A glance at the contemporary media landscape in South Africa conjures up images of newsstands littered with political scandal, criminally bad tabloid journalism and bland design after bland design. It’s no wonder that mainstream media can often leave a sour taste in consumers’ mouths as it’s all too apparent that these publications, both online and...
Lindiwe Mngxitama / Pop Archive Bubblegum disco era icon Condry Ziqubu’s ‘Gorilla Man’ | an Afrosynth release While Condry Ziqubu’s rise as a star of South Africa’s ‘bubblegum’ disco era may have appeared rapid, before his big break as a solo artist in 1983, Ziqubu had already been working professionally in the music industry for 15 years. A regular on the local soul scene since the late 1960s in groups such as...
Lindiwe Mngxitama and Kneo Mokgopa / Pop Archive Middle Centre: on V Mash, radical Black aesthetic production and those honoured only in death The text that is to follow is an exercise of sorts between writer Kneo Mokgopa and myself. An attempt at writing together from afar and from places of familiar difference, of Vinolia Mashego, who was affectionally known as V Mash to us and the rest of the nation. To write of her in remembrance and...
Marcia Elizabeth / Pop Archive ‘Epitaphs and Dreams’, Poems by a Revolutionary in Exile Which stories would I highlight – the underground anecdotes and thrillers; the days and nights of love and war; the weapons I carried (a Makarov in my shoulder bag in Gaborone, the AK next to my bed in Lusaka) – “a gun in trained hands is knowledge, its hinges and oily places as intimate as a...