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Super psyched to be in @the_lake_magazine #issue25 This was very nostalgic for me reflecting on the very first cover I did with them years ago now. The amount of growth and healing/clarity that’s transpired between then and now blows me away!!! (Swipe left for 2015 cover). S/O to the incredible @steak101 for always pushing me to be my absolute best even when I don’t want him to hahaha!!! And for giving me full creative freedom on this ✊🏾 @chloe_coley for working on the prosthetics and putting in so much heart and time into creating this look! Image: @nothing_fits Words: @dantryinghisbest This interview was one of the most organic and real experiences...thank you!!! Concept and art direction by yours truly ❤️grab yourself a copy and read about it:) online mag version link in my bio. #afrofuturism #issue25 #interview #thelakemagazine #capetown #performanceart #self #reimagined #makeup #prosthetic #creative #alternative #humanoid

She has arrived!!! VOCAL ALCHEMY is an introspective offering that highlights the power within speech and choices of words that carry potent abilities to build or destroy. While words have the profound effect in the way that we influence the listener’s attentiveness, they also possess the ability to shape our own reality through the internal conversations we construct when no one is listening. Words uttered are as powerful as those accumulated in silence. Cover magic by: @hovendov Make-up by yours truly 👽 . Reordered: @albany_lore Mixed: @thorrixon Mastered: @rosstus Producers: @3_flips @djmaramza @yvalovich . . EP NOW AVAILABLE ON ALL PLATFORMS!!!! #music #recording #recordingstudio #mixing #mastering #vocals #neosoul #ep #outnow #hiphop #futurernb #rnb #soloproject #vocalalchemyEP #capetown #blackgirlmagic #veryblack #soul #digitalmusic

Just before lock down I had the honor of creating something special with the incredible artistic genius and long time friend @jamalaun for his publication @bubblegumclubbb . . Lindiwe Mngxitama - @somethingwecantfindalone it was such a beautiful experience opening up to you 🥰 Thank you for upholding full integrity in this interview. . Make-up and styling by me 👽 LINK IN BIO FOR FULL ARTICLE . #bubblegumclub #interview #cover #afrofuturism #expressionist #blackgirlmagic #veryblack #facepaint #prostheticmakeup #afropunk #pure

Next week Lynn Daphne Rudolph will be hosting a special evening alongside PURE and Andrei van Wyk in the Flat at @ganesh_capetown . An exploration of works by an Iranian composer: Niloufar Nourbhaksh, South African composer Arthur Feder and Lynn Daphne Rudolph’s original compositions. We’ll weave between written works and improvisation between viola, guitar, tape and voice including an array of instruments and sounds from Pure. Lynn Daphne Rudolph (@daphne.zar ) is a Johannesburg-based award-winning violist, multidisciplinary artist, and scholar whose work bridges classical performance, African musical influences, electronics, and activism. Performing internationally at venues such as Carnegie Hall and The Broad, she is known for blending sonic storytelling with deeply personal and cultural narratives. PURE (@_purely_ ) is a transdisciplinary artist, mother, facilitator and activist, whose practice scopes across ecological sonic systems, sound art, field recording, afrofuturism and somatics. Pure’s work seeks to heal creative wounding by dismantling colonial frameworks that distort Afrocentric art modalities. Andrei van Wyk (@andreivanw ) is a sound artist, composer, writer, and musician, whose work explores concepts of identity, dispossession, sonic isolation, clashing anxieties, hypertextuality, and historiography through the practices of soundscape construction and musical experimentalism inthe mediums of performance, film, and sound installation

There is a kind of listening that begins long before the ear. It starts in the body. Over time the land teaches you to listen differently. These quiet negotiations with birdsong, water, distant movement, and the life force of the landscapes, are part of an ongoing archive of that listening. A practice of remembering that sound is not something we extract, but something we enter into and are in relation with. On the 1st of May @ 7pm, within the unfolding ecology of Entanglements (curated by @sensa.org.za ) I’ll be sharing a performance shaped by these encounters, alongside and in sonic conversation with the deeply resonant and brilliant @denise_1n (Denise Onen), whose work continues to challenge, expand, and hold space in ways I deeply respect (and honestly, slightly fangirling over here in disbelief, but we remain composed). Together we are less interested in presenting something fixed, and more in opening a field where sound can move through the body as it does through the land: unpredictably, generously, unconventionally and spaciously. Spaces like this matter. They ask us to stay with the unfamiliar, to sit inside textures that don’t neatly translate and resist the urgency of categorisation. In a city that often prefers things legible and polished, this is a small invitation toward something more porous, more attentive, more unpredictable. Kudos to the @sensa.org.za team!!!! Come through if you’re curious. Or if your body is quietly asking for a different kind of conversation. #ambient #ambientmusic #feildrecording #experimentalmusic #noisemusic

There are journeys that unfold as planned, & then there are those that reconfigure you entirely. What began as a research-driven inquiry slowly revealed itself as something far more porous, shaped by encounter. The landscapes met us with their own tempo and memory which shifted our approach away from authorship and towards exchange. Moving through the desert expanses, coastal edges, and sites marked by both beauty and extraction, we were invited into a practice of attention, & acknowledging that the violence of history is not past, that it lingers in what is preserved & how memory is held or denied. In Namibia, this is inseparable from the histories of Nama & Ovaherero peoples whose lives, lands & ancestral remains were/are subjected to structural brutality by German settlers, the effects of which continue to echo across generations. These residues persist in forms that often refuse to fully dignify suffering or acknowledge the depth of inherited trauma. In towns like Swakopmund, spaces still & rehearse colonial nostalgia, where fragments of this violent past are preserved & at times publicly commemorated, while the fuller truth of the land’s history remains insufficiently honoured & conveniently decontextualised. The work evolved through this tension. Through embodied knowledge, sound, & image, we began tracing relationships between body & terrain, between what is visible & what lingers beneath. Collaboration too required a different kind of listening. Us, coming from distinct positioning, we had to navigate difference with care, holding space for discomfort & dialogue. These exchanges became part of the fabric of the work itself. This project was made possible the @goetheinstitut mobility fund. Heartfelt gratitude to @tschukutschuku from @unam_performing_arts and @owelacollective the invitation to share and engage the masters students. @canonrsa for sponsoring us gear which was so vital for this project. With deep reverence we extend our gratitude to the land itself, and we honour those who have walked these paths & continue to carry its spirit forward. May we move with humility in what we have received & with care in how we carry it onward

To be alive right now is to live inside constant extraction, of attention, labor, certainty, hope. We are trained to brace, to brand ourselves legible, productive, compliant inside systems that reward numbness and call it resilience. This vulnerability is not persona…it is structural. It is what happens when bodies are asked to function as units inside collapsing political, ecological, and moral orders. …… In water, I exit that grammar. Submerged, the body refuses efficiency. Breath becomes a negotiation, not a demand. Gravity loosens its authority. Water does not measure me, optimize me, or ask me to perform coherence. It reminds me that I am not reducible to borders, markets, metrics, or obedience. Against the violence of conformity, water offers another intelligence, one that teaches how to remain porous without surrender, how to quietly remember the self beneath regimes of control. Even now, especially now, it insists: you are older than this system, and you will outlast it. …….. I belong to water and not to empire. …….. Image: @helen_walne

Today marks fourteen years of walking beside you, and I still struggle to find language vast enough for what this journey has been. To love you has been an education in tenderness, an ongoing unlearning of hardness, urgency, and fear. Your softness, your instinct toward kindness, has quietly re-authored me. You have taught me new grammars of love, forms that exceed possession or protection, forms that ask instead for presence, listening, and humility. These years have been a long unfolding…teething phases and growing pains, ruptures and repairs, moments of bewilderment and sudden clarity. Each day has asked me to relate again to you, to myself, to the world with greater care. Loving you has been a practice in becoming: deepening connection, widening understanding, and awakening, over and over, to the possibility that love is not something we arrive at, but something we learn how to do more gently each day. To witness you becoming yourself has been my greatest privilege. I am endlessly proud, not only of who you are, but of who I am learning to be through you.

Taking a break 🕯️ In the digital sphere, despair can easily become amplified, social media often produces a distorted abstraction of reality that leaves us feeling immobilized and inadequate. Yet beyond these screens, the work endures. In streets, in community spaces, and within organizing circles, people continue to resist, to strategize, and to sustain one another in the struggle. To remain grounded in that reality, I will be stepping away from Instagram for some months. My energy is needed in spaces where presence and accountability are tangible, where dialogue is meaningful, and where collective care is inseparable from collective action. Liberation is not a metaphor. It is practiced daily in how we organize, how we extend care, and how we confront oppressive systems together. I will return when the time feels right, carrying the clarity that comes from engagement beyond the algorithmic feed. In the meantime, I urge us all to safeguard our own strength and one another’s, because our wholeness is indispensable to the movements we are building. Towards embodied resistance 🕯️

In remembering what we were before we were occupied. The world is unraveling, politically, ecologically, spiritually and I feel it lodged in my chest, in the quiet ache that words can’t hold. In these moments, near water, I listen. Not for clarity, not for meaning, but for the truth that the earth carries… It is how I remember that my body is not machinery. That I am not designed for constant extraction, urgency, or spectacle. That I belong to something older than empire. I return to these sites of elemental memory because they do not lie to me. They do not demand resilience. They do not ask for productivity. They ask for presence. This is a confrontation with the sonic residues of a world in collapse.

Still reflecting deeply on this moment we offered in Berlin, which sought not spectacle, but invocation // a soft and deliberate rupture. It was a ceremony of rage unfastened, an act of somatic remembering where the body moved with pain not as pathology, but as ancestral knowledge pulsing through flesh. In a world that rarely grants Black bodies the dignity of unguarded release, this was a quiet rebellion // a ritual of being witnessed in our grief, our trembling, our refusal to harden. To allow pain its rhythm, and rage its breath, is to resist erasure // holding space for what has been historically disavowed: Black interiority, softness as praxis, and the sacred labor of return.

If we lose empathy, what next? If we lose care for one another, where do we go as a civilisation? And that may seem a bit extreme and existential but, truly, if we can get to the point where we can be so callous and indifferent to the suffering of those directly in front of us - that doesn’t bode well for society.