Growing up in the sun-drenched Karoo, amongst little cave crawlies and lanky desert birds that can’t fly, Chris Slabber sees Cape Town as a place of wonder and surprise. Like a kid in a theme park, everything is a joyride. Aside from the “bergie” (homeless dude with a passion gap that is always drunk and shouting “Jou ma se POES” to his/her fellow bergies) waiting around each of Cape Town’s corner, is a world of opportunity and sensory indulgence. Each day comes wrapped in potential.
Meet Jean Rene Onyangunga, a jester on the streets and a kinetic spectacle of colour and sound. He breaks into your world, primary coloured and fucking loud. Gallant and off the wall, he was born in Kinshasa and yeah, you can take the kid of the jungle but can’t take the jungle out of the kid.
It’s hard to catch him as he hop-scotches along through life, hollering fully charged boom-box dialogues. But if you can by some chance catch him, please tell him to answer his fucking phone!
Heath Nash creates beautiful objects out of simple materials. He’s a creative with a practical bent, an ideas man who is also good with his hands. His designs are complex, colourful, joyful celebrations of what it means to be South African.
Heath draws from local craft materials (paper, plastic, wire) and traditional crafting techniques (binding, weaving) – but steers clear of knit-your-own-muesli, rustic kitsch. Instead his pieces are beautiful, sophisticated feats of design and form. His Die Cuts pleated lampshade, for instance, is deceptively simple – origami at its most accessible – while Strength in Numbers’ modular structures are about forming stronger and more functional wholes by binding wire together.
…a raging repertoire of skinny jeaned indie kids, corps. moguls, boho hippies, the young, the old, the camera-happy, the ignorant and the wise. Alive, indeed. The Street Scene in Cape Town is as eclectic as it is charming, its labyrinth-like composition decorated with the macabre and the bizarre. Long Street needs no introduction. Where time and space have no meaning, it’s a myriad of colours and cultures, of energy and life. Bonjour, Adiós, Xie Xie Ni. Human exchanges become the music of the streets, playing a new tune every day.
























































































