I've spent the last two weeks really pushing the Women's Group to finish their disposable cameras, which they have and I've finished editing most of the photos and have sent a preview around to local academia to (hopefully) get a grant to finish the printing and (possibly) get a few of the images into the local paper in Chatsworth. Matt and I facilitated a discussion about the issues surrounding the community and we all came up with a title for the project, See Our Voices.
After walking around to take pictures of the women who participated in the project and nearly melting, since it was actually sunny out for once, we hung around for a feeding scheme on Thursday, which happened to be on Thanksgiving for you Americans. After this run-on sentence, the kids sang and danced for us in Rebecca's (an American who is doing research on drug abuse in the community) flat.
Let me interject here and say that Matt has been working diligently on his interviews as well. He's been talking alot about international solidarity and what that means to various people. I get incredibly excited when he talks about the middle-class lefty's forming their own movements. I strongly agree and think that although it is helpful for us to become involved with movements that our not our own, we must fight out against anti-globalization and the lack of healthcare in the states for artists/independent contractors/whoever isn't working a disgustingly corporate job. I think this is something we need to work on when we're back in the States.
Now back to Durban. Finally this past Friday, Matt and I came upon the "hipster" culture of South Africa located in the Willowvale. Music was pumping and pants were tight, tight, tight. It was fun to be around a "scene" again but for only half an hour, as we left shortly after we arrived.
We're off to Cape Town on Tuesday for (atleast) two weeks before heading back to Durban. Probably won't write in the interim. Wish us well.
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