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Showing posts with label Inspiration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Inspiration. Show all posts


The inspiration behind Banana Ting Tings.
1. Maroc, couleur désert (Morocco, desert colour) exhibition taken by Serge Anton.
2. Princess of Nubia  by Foyin Og.



Greetings Reader,

I realize it's been a minute but now I'm here and there's a lot of creativity to be shared. Let's get to it?

I stumbled across the Morocco, desert colour exhibition images on Dynamic Africa and I was pretty much amazed at the imaginative art direction of the shoot. I figured,  "Heck yeah ! I'm inspired and I would love to execute this from my perspective.", and the only way being was to: ask my brother's girlfriend to be the photographer, dig through some items of clothing that do not belong to me and hang a poes heavy lounge carpet on the washing line.

And may I mention that Foyin had once upon a Sunday posted some appealing images of herself - which I was pretty much obsessed with. When she had posted a similar look to the images, Princess of Nubia, I was like eff yes dammit. Those gems above the brows are the future.

Moving right along...

After much delay due to the attempt to blotch my eyebrows out and styling some stolen items from my brother's, Mama's and Makhulu's wardrobe the natural light was fading quickly (and the gloomy Cape Town weather was not helping either).

We headed to the neighbour's hedge, which still attracted some light,  in our contrasting outfits. The "bypassers" were not staring (it's rude to assume one is staring) but rather they were looking ... for a rather long time. 

Finally, we managed to produce something worth posting. I hope you like it. Sharp.  


Ask not what you can do for your country. Ask what’s for lunch.
— Orson Welles.




The more I browser through 'African' images, the more I feel the extra urge to love to be African (which I do), but let's forget the fact that I am an African and remember that I am South African. I could really say that I hate how modern South Africa is, but that's not going to solve anything (if there is anything to solve)

Where is the true essence?
In actual fact, what is the essence of being South African? It feels like our diversity "rainbow nation" has caused some serious issues of a lack of identity - but then again, it goes back to culture.
I honestly wish we were a country that spoke one language. That way, maybe - just maybe, we wouldn't have such an immense amount of youngsters who think they are something else besides what they are.
but I could be wrong, I could be very wrong -
I can't even pin-point what it means to be South African - so I shouldn't say much - but this, which we have going on, does not feel right.
Our history though - man our history is beautiful (the salvage point of view of course) to ponder on spiritually, culturally etc.
I get bothered that we - creatives - don't get recognized, but then again we don't know the true essence of being a representative of South Africa. Some bloggers that are well recognized here - are just the epitome of wack. I'm being very serious. I'm young and I literally feed on inspiration and it lacks in the blogosphere here in South Africa.

Your content needs to have value - so I literally do not care about your Prada shades.
But then again, that's your target market and I clearly do not fall under it. So, cheers to the artist, the creative, young ambitious one, do us proud.

Initially this was supposed to be just a inspiration post.
Here it is - inspirational images + a few inspirational people.






Please do forgive me, I don't have much to say - I've lost myself.


Karina by Matt Solomon
Karina by Matt Solomon
Karina by Matt Solomon
Karina by Matt Solomon
Karina by Matt Solomon
Karina by Matt Solomon
Karina by Matt Solomon

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