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street level second edition
Posted in artist comment, tagged dar es salaam, green room, novel idea, street level second edition on September 28, 2012 | 1 Comment »
calling writers!
Posted in artist comment, tagged dar es salaam, street level, submissions, writers on November 2, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
another level
Posted in artist comment, tagged alliance francaise, art, dar es salaam, samora avenue, sarah markes on October 6, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
a physical thing
Posted in artist comment, tagged art book, dar es salaam, green room, slipway, street level on June 3, 2011 | 7 Comments »
So it really has taken on physical form now, i promise. If you don’t believe me you can drop into the Green Room and take a look at the sample copy (I keep on having to go and double check myself). Sale copies should be available in the next few weeks – kweli kweli!
one is never enough
Posted in artist comment, tagged art, dar es salaam, plastic chairs, tanzania on April 14, 2011 | 2 Comments »
the elusive book
Posted in artist comment, tagged architecture, art, dar es salaam, mkuki na nyota, publication, street level book on February 10, 2011 | 3 Comments »
dukas
Posted in artist comment, tagged art, dar es salaam, drawing, duka, shop on January 10, 2011 | 1 Comment »
There is something reassuringly generic about most local dukas. A battered fridge full of sodas, an assortment of cigarettes with a lighter on a string, sachets of soap powder, tea, shampoo and cooking oil, blocks of brightly coloured soap and tubs of even more brightly coloured sweets, a few brooms, pots of indestructible Blue Band margarine, rolls of toilet paper, packets of salt, toothbrushes, toothpaste and phone credit vouchers, bread and eggs. Whether you are on a road trip out of town or in any corner of Dar a duka near you can fulfill your generic needs!
thick walls, thin air; a moment of nostalgia
Posted in artist comment, tagged art, chai, dar es salaam, tanzania, tea on December 22, 2010 | 4 Comments »
I cycled past my old house yesterday, now reduced to another national housing pile of rubble. A sorry pile of broken bricks and a mess of wires, like dead snakes that were too slow to escape. Another home of memories now removed from the physical to the abstract.
But for now i remember the terracotta tiles beneath my feet, the frangipani view from the tiny balcony, the accumulated cutlery of past tenants, the rusty ceiling fan’s squeak, the erratic lights in the hallway, the intricate shapes formed by peeling paint and my gorgeously cool mornings insulated by thick old walls and doors.
I don’t even have a photo of the place, but at least the fabulous sign just down the road survives…








rapidly historical
Posted in artist comment, tagged architecture, blaschke house, dar es salaam, demolition, samora avenue on February 6, 2013 | 2 Comments »
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