“The West has maybe contributed a great deal in giving the world a more industrial face. But the real task still has to come from Africa: to give the world a more human face.”
Steve Biko
I To Indanyana
Moses says he is coming to pick us up at ten. Or eleven. We wait. In the afternoon the doorbell suddenly rings: “We have to run now.” First we go to Moses’ house in Clermont. His wife Buyi makes us acquainted with samp, a paste made from beans, meat and maize. “If you can eat this, you won’t have any problems there”, she says. Buyi is a very strong woman, teaching children to read and write in a nearby school. The two little brothers Nsikende and Sanele are going berserk in the long floor of the house that leads from the dining room to the showers and back. Their laughter echoes along the red stonewalls, and their elder sister Oros holds a finger to her lip, looking back and forth between us and her wild brothers. Mbheki Madinane is Buyi’s “brother”; they have the same great-grandfather. Mbheki lives next door, and is already nervous because he is going to marry in a few months. He has a little daughter, Thobeka, with his wife-to-be, whom he will see this weekend. We are going to Indanyana, where the Madinane family lives. “This might look as if we had kidnapped you,” Moses and Mbheki laugh as wedrive off. At a shop we buy candles, sugar, paper, powder-milk, fresh vegetables, chocolate for the children, andsome beers for Mbheki’s brother Melusi....
English text by Cia Rinne Music recordings by Cia Rinne Music editing by Sebastian Eskildsen Layout by Joakim Eskildsen & Cia Rinne 64 pages, 61 color photographs 32 cm x 20 cm Softcover with a CD of field recordings and music recorded on the journeys Edition 1700 Opus 38 (self-published), 1999 ISBN: 951-9086-57-9
