Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Step & Hop in the process...


Mood: Tired
Song in mind: Brian McKnight-Back At One
Site: Entokozweni Primary
Mission: Finish surface Bed

We had to complete the surface bed and lay bricks in for seating before the end of the day, however, we were delayed by the amount of digging we still had to do. We used bricks to create the edge of the slab in order to prevent it from cracking when stepped on. The idea is to create a set of seats that are of different heights which first of all accomodate different scales of school children. This also accomodated proper seating for the lady selling sweets after school. The smaller seat next to the road is made to allow a door of a car to open towards it and this allows a scholar to easily take a step to get into the car.

Creating a Stoop


Mood: Tired
Song in mind: Brian McKnight-Back At One
Location: Chess Park
Mission: Create a stoop around chessboard

In order to create the stoop we will need plenty of riversand and c ement which is mixed with water. The idea of the stoop is to provide an area where the competitors may stand as they await for the other player to make the next move. Why a stoop? It is because of the connotation to the culture found in townships, where a stoop is seen as a threashold and a gathering space.

LUNCH!


This is what we have been eating for lunch over the past weeks.



It has caused some disputes in our group as to which are the best



"quatas" and where to get them from....



Karabo insists on travelling to the far end of Kwathema for his favourite.



They do take a bit longer to prepare, yet I have to agree with him they are



tastier than the ones closer to the chess park!










Black on Black

Catherine and I dashed off to KwaThema this morning after picking up the last batch of our bolts from the fantastic people at Fischer-Upat. We arrived in KwaThema at around 9:30. We started the morning by spreading out our new crusher stone delivery, and laying bricks for a small one course wall which will stop the stone from spreading everywhere. January, our welder, continued with the hand rails and I began to paint the steel undercoat with Lawrence, a volunteer.

Lots happened today. Veli, the painter completed our Power-Salute mural and began to paint the names on the beam. January and Gareth managed to get quite far, finishing another prop, installing two stair uprights and welding on a few more lengths of hand rail. Khula continued with the basketball lines. Robyn made a great dent in the white stripe painting of the tire bollards; they look really beautiful and simple. The white line will also act as a warning for motorists who speed around the corner. We had our no dumping signs delivered today which was really exciting. The beer hall is really coming together, it’s bold, strong, iconic form is being moulded and heightened. The building’s history is evident in the surfaces remaining in the building, the bricks we’ve used to pave, the powerful mural.

Ahaka managed to bolt up the sign boards onto Stan’s container this morning, our sign painter Linda was there punctually and immediately started his undercoat.

The struggle which has emerged around the beer hall is very interesting. I had a very positive, yet angry, conversation with a community member who was appalled at the idea of us leaving the building once it was complete. Mr. Cindi assured him that he would look after it and that any kind of vandalism would result in a ‘black on black’ confrontation. This community member referred to a contestation between himself and a tavern owner on development of the building in the past. It’s all great that everyone seems to have very ambitious plans for the beer hall; I just wish they would see that it is of historical significance, and should therefore not be altered significantly. It is also in a semi stable condition which wouldn’t allow for serious occupation unless mountains of repair work to the concrete was completed. A new building elsewhere might end up being easier.

This evening I was standing alone, taking photographs of the building, when I was confronted by an interested man. He claimed to have wanted to have been a part of the project, but just hadn’t had the time. He expressed his enthusiasm for the work that we were all doing but became quite angry and violent when he worked out that we didn’t have any long term management plan for the beer hall. He referred to his community as a something parasitic and expressed that the community was still suffering as a society in a post-violent state. He certainly had some violence issues to confront, in the way in which he spoke to me. I am very interested to see what happens to the beer hall after we leave. A building designed to now function under the ownership of the whole community will undoubtedly be seized by an individual or group. I have a strong inclination as to who that might be.

We have been promised that our 4m high rubbish pile will be removed tomorrow morning, fingers crossed tightly.

Interview Sound Clips:

http://web.omnidrive.com/APIServer/public/z6wuGYW3nhTkLJbpd8agz2yP

A Parasitic Community

Video:

23 May 2007 (low quality)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KuWTgL96pfk

Braving the cold and reality!

The passion is so evident at the chess park, even in the bitterly cold weather, the kids are playing hard and the volunteers working away at the chess board.
Sometimes I forget what it is all about, I get so absorbed with the making of this chess board and the logistics of it.
The board, rising just a few centimeters off the ground is a symbol of something very big in this community... It is of sharing, participation, commitment, reliance, acceptance, togetherness...
It is potent. It is a neighbourhood... and it is wonderful to be a part of it, even if it's only temporary.
Driving home today, I realized that the last few weeks spent in Kwathema, has created a shift in the way I percieve reality...I have had to adapt myself to the world of kwathema..... adapt to living in a neighbourhood...My pretentions are falling away, as here there is no space nor tolerance for them. I think people can see right through me... It is wonderful and frightening at the same time.

There is a lot of intuition at work.... When Tom designed Ma Shobas corner shop, he based the size of the slab on the existing timber structure. After we had laid out the tiles for the chessboard, there were a few left. Those few fit absolutely perfectly onto the slab of the corner shop....I was amazed... Proportionally it is perfect relative to the board...

Blur

I met Robyn early this morning at Build, Plumb & Tile near Cresta where she was buying materials for her shuttering for her paired project. I needed to find a specific colour of enamel to paint my poles for my paired project. I was at Cashbuild in KwaThema yesterday and they didn’t stock the colour that I wanted. After a brief search at Jack’s Paint in Cresta I found the paint I wanted. I had to get it back to site ASAP so that Lunga and his crew could start the top coats of enamel.

My day on site at the beerhall seemed just like Monday and Tuesday- the day’s all just seem a blur. January and I carried on welding the balustrade- this task was really starting to get tedious- it seems we kept on running into problems which meant that I constantly had to supervise January and consult my group whenever a problem arose. I just wanted to work on installing the props but I knew that the props would go in quickly so I chose to spend more of my time on the balustrade- we need to get this finished and looking good soon!

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Black Power




Institutional racism is when the actions of an establishment are based on racist decisions.
KwaThema is found east of Jo'burg. I assume that during her infancy, KwaThema did not have electricity because Soweto was born in the 1900's and she only got electricity after the 1950's. KwaThema was born in 1951. Today, the coldest day of the year, the electricity was off during the day and night in some part of KwaThema . At least this did not have a bad effect on tiling at chess park.
Sandringham is a predominantly white suburb found east of Jo'burg. The area is well developed with telephone-cables located underground. Today the electricity in some part of Sandringham went off and it was switched back on during the early afternoon.
Kwathema is the type of area which historically didn't get electricity due to institutional racism. Now, when electricity is crucial, it has not returned by evening but in the suburbs all is fine long before nightime. KwaThema inspires me but the electricity-supplier's attitude towards this community leaves much to be desired.