A peek at the Faraday Muti Market

Oh my goodness, blogging has got so left behind in the whirl of this fleeting year, I don't know where to start again...or whether...but I remind myself that if I don't record here some of what I've done/drawn/painted, chances are it'll all get lost in the jumble of events in my mind, and I'll be wondering what on earth I did with my life!
I'm not going to try and do a chronological catch-up, too much work and I have to spend less time on the computer - this sketch was done in May at one of our USk 10x10 workshops, 'Through the Windows' led by Lisa Martens, from Joziburg Lane (now called Hangout Jozi) where I did these sketches, only out of different windows, and looking down.

I felt like a rather illicit voyeur as I squinted down at a section of the Faraday Muti Market, which I've never had the courage to venture into myself. A traditional African healer's market, or hospital, it has animal - both common and highly endangered - and herbal products on display and traditional doctors that prescribe potions and lotions of herbs, spices, bones, flesh and more to cure every ailment or life problem. If you have a strong stomach you can read blogger 2Summers personal account, or google the market and find out more. Fortunately the area I could see below me consisted mainly of grains, herbs or husks laid out on mats in the sun and the 'bush meat' was hidden from my squeamish birds-eye view. People came and went to consult the sangomas and traditional healers for age-old remedies and spiritual and supernatural help; a Don Quixote-like figure poked and slashed at covered piles of who-knows-what with his stick as sellers sat calmly watching - and the 21st century rushed on past on the M2 highway above.

Moving Into Dance

Our Joburg Sketchers group was given kind permission to sit in on a practice session at Moving Into Dance, a professional company which develops and produces award winning Contemporary African dancers, choreographers, arts administrators and teachers, many from disadvantaged communities. It was exhilarating, not to mention exhausting (I know I know, sitting there on my derrière...) watching and trying to sketch the ceaseless movements of the young first year dancers - it's obvious they must have come a long way since January.
I thought perhaps there would be some repetitive practice movements that would give us a chance to capture postures, but those were few and far between as they flew, spun, stomped, twirled and leaped around the room, sometimes almost landing in our laps where we sat lined up on a bench at one end. So we had to do what we could... I drew with pencil as I couldn't find a gap in the action to even reach for my watercolours at the time, but added colour later to help define some of the frantic lines I put down - and to convey some of the energy of these beautiful dancers. Only 5-10 of them will go through into second year, and even fewer into third - heartbreaking I'm sure for the ones who don't make it, everyone is passionate and dedicated - how on earth do they choose?!

Symphony Choir and Orchestra

I went and sketched at a rehearsal of the Johannesburg Symphony choir and Philharmonic Orchestra on Saturday. They were practising for a performance of Hiawatha's Wedding Feast, a celebration of the Queen's Jubilee and the 80th birthday of Prof Mzilikazi Khumalo on Sunday. These two Ebony pencil sketches were done last, after I'd tried first my rollerball pen with Ecoline watercolour-filled waterbrushes - the blue one is still working well, but the brown one has clogged up badly! - and then a disposable fountain pen with waterbrush to wash in the tones.

Members of the choir and orchestra setting up the stage

Warming up and tuning the instruments



Conductor Richard Cock with part of the orchestra

 

A section of the 100-strong choir



soloist Siyabonga Maqungo singing "Onaway! Awake, beloved!" from Hiawatha's Wedding

Beautiful music, a warm Linder Auditorium and sketching on a cold winter's afternoon - what could be nicer?

Pencil sketching

A ramshackle horse cart made from bits of old cars, school desks, office and garden chairs and goodness knows what, that cruises around local suburbs collecting garden refuse to take to the dump for a small fee 



Anni sketching in a café after our last
sketchday at the koppies

 Here are a few pencil sketches I've done fairly recently - I don't sketch very much in pencil for some reason, although I enjoy it when I do. Perhaps it's because the drawings sometimes look a bit smudgy and pale after they've been bashed around in a sketchbook for a few years. But somehow, Karim Ajania of Pencils for Africa came across my watersoluble pencil sketch at the Salvage Yard a few posts ago, and asked to do an interview with me, and another with my friend Anni, who was also sketching at the salvage yard that day.
Pencils for Africa collects used pencils in the USA and sends them to impoverished children in Africa, recycling them as a sort of relay and as a human connection of the pencils being drawn and written with from one side of the world to the other. Just read this touching story Breaking Pencils if you think kids in Africa couldn't use a previously owned pencil or two!
I apologise for all the links in this short post - I could give you lots more fascinating ones from Pencils for Africa, like the one about a professional pencil sharpener, and someone who carves pencils into incredibly intricate tiny sculptures - but I hope you'll cruise around the site for yourself, and maybe send Karim some of your pencils to go off travelling to someone who will truly appreciate them!


A quick, rather nervous sketch of young lions resting in the shade on our trip to Zambia in July last year