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The Story of The African Worry Dolls

12/26/2022

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The pint-sized African Worry Dolls come in a rainbow of colours and cultures. They are made by the Souper Trooper Super Squad at the Humanity Hub in Woodstock, Cape Town, You can listen to the podcast: https://open.spotify.com/episode/2rSmyFAhnja16gF8aAiPVK, meet some of the Squad here in these pics - and put all your worries behind you!
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In the beginning, there are the bodies...
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...then everything starts...
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This is Lomandi Mulder sewing the eyes...
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... Elizabeth Adonis is attaching the bling...
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...then the heads...
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...to come together...
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...and this is Denim Louens making the clothes...
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...and with a bit of help from her son Dino, Rene Williams is stitching the heads...
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...Michael McCallum is the 'arms dealer' putting together the limbs...
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...this is Kerry Hoffman, founder of Souper Troopers and the justifiably proud Executive Director...
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...and Hans Moolman, aka the Music Man' keeps the sound track going...
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...and if you ever want to pop in for a visit, they are at No 66 Newmarket Street in Woodstock, Cape Town but check in first on info@soupertroopers.org to make an appointment.
So there you are - the Story of the African Worry Dolls. They're available at a number of outlets in Cape Town, but you can also buy them online on www.soupertroopers.org or check their social media - facebook, instagram and twitter. And if you want to help, donate or volunteer, give them a shout, sure they'd be delighted. No worries! 
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Righting - a different kind of life

11/19/2022

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Supported by Woman Zone and Artscape, in July and November this year, the Life Righting Collective offered two  writing workshops specifically for those who are differently abled. In this Disability Awareness Month (Nov 3 - Dec 3) we are pleased to share the results. 
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The workshops were run by Dawn Garisch, a writer and doctor who firmly believes in the healing power of the written word. She had this to say:
"Writing courses run by the Life Righting Collective are designed to assist participants to imaginatively explore themselves and their communities through writing about their lives. Through connecting with curiosity and creativity, we can become more observant, bearing witness to our lives so that we can better understand ourselves and each other. Two LRC writing courses in 2022 were for people who are differently abled and was an initiative to increase awareness in an arena that is too often hidden and misunderstood. These stories originated on the courses, and we are grateful to the authors who are willing to share their experiences."

1. “SORRY WHAT WAS THAT?” 
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By Emma McKinney
Spin, spin, go, go, go
Thoughts, guess, guess, strain to hear, spin, spin
Flurrying thoughts, racing mind, tunnel vision, focus on lips, stare
Guess, guess, trying to get ahead, just one step ahead, guess
Strain, stare, facial cues, nods, smiles, guess, guess
“Did I get that?” “Was that really what was said?”
Picking up pieces, putting together to try to cope and understand
Accuracy is key, stress.
Spin, spin, focus on lips without staring
What are they saying?
Eyebrows up, was that a question?
Missed that one, joke, smile, fake it, move on.
“Sorry, your name again?”
Only so many times one can ‘suitably’ and ‘appropriately’ ask without seeming rude
Focusing so hard, constant eye-contact makes me appear really engaging and interested to others on the outside
Inside spin, spin, guess, guess, piece together
Do I disclose?
Am I presently strong enough for others’ reactions?
The comments to follow:
“But you look so normal.”
“You hide it so well.”
“You are such an inspiration.”
“So, you can’t hear that beautiful bird call? I am so sorry!” (quick eye-dab)
“I had no idea.”
“Wow what a role-models for the other less fortunate!”
“Is she for real? Are you sure she isn’t faking it and climbing on the disability band-wagon?”
The ignorant, the rude, the overly personal questions to follow
The inappropriate statements, comments and stares. 
2.  THE MIND, THE MIND HAS MOUNTAINS  
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By Kath Higgins
(after No worst, there is none. Pitched past pitch of grief - a poem by Gerard Manley Hopkins)
The mind has mountains, cliffs of fall –
If only I could catch the mind
while it is flailing
turbulent as a river rushing over rocks.
If only I could convince the nay-sayers
that the mind has mountains, deep with icy crevices,
with precipices to fall off,
not your usual trail that goes neatly up and down –
so they would not say to me “It’s your choice.”
 
The mind full of cliff-edge, head-first, mutinies,
ambushing, pushing,
distorting, leading to the slaughter.
The mind has mountains, cliffs of fall, frightful, sheer.
Not a moment of safety, not a moment
to relax, to say, to know: all is now stable,
the pot will not smash, the path will not
head over the bluff, relentless, rushing;
no chance, no choice – no question;
how to persuade them there is no choice,
there is no crossroads, no signpost, no detour –
that would enable me to get back on track?
Let the mind only decide and there you are captive, in
cuffs, blindfold, water-boarded, they call this
choice? Choice is blasphemy, choice is perfidy.
Don’t tie me up with your rope of choice –
the mind has mountains, cliffs of fall, frightful, sheer.
Time after time each day, driven to the cliff-edge,
looking down on the frothing swell. O no,
the mind has mountains, cliffs of fall. Don’t talk
to me about choice. 
3.  LEGOS
By Kirsten Deane
She must cross the street but first her baby must cry beside her. The child is not usual-looking. Missing hair and hands that stopped growing at the knuckles. The mother carries similar things under her skin. Bones that stopped before meeting the layer of fat. She bends her back that is shaped like a banana to get to where her child is. He holds his breath. The mother holds the child’s face between her hands. His cheeks sink in. The mother’s hips do something like a dance, but something else. Something like the clattering of pots. The boy watches his mother come apart like his Legos. She buckles and cracks and gets smaller. What’s missing is what she needed on her dressing table, a block for her hip, and knees, and back, and bones. The mother’s body lets out wooden bits and the child picks it up, allowing his mother to cry before crossing the street.
4. THE DUST SETTLES
By Kirsten Deane
The process is slow
My skin turns into a childish sunset. Running
Across the sky in a game of hide and seek.
The process of filling the page is the same as the pain
It boils from the surface down
A boy’s naughty smile ending
Only from the middle of his lips.
 
My head hurts first imitating
The sound of a rock crumbling.
I hold my hands out to catch the left-over
Pain. To show it that I have manners like my mother
Taught me to.
The rock collects itself at the bottom of my head
And merges together to be a mannequin
One that looks like me but less
With less pain.
 
The pain settles down
Moves into my arms where the aches replace the bones
Make sounds like my grandmother still does
Sniffs and groans and a will to remember an age before this
And the sound is the dishes cracking in the sink.
This age when my arms are tree branches that lean
Towards the sand
To be swallowed by the sand.
The pains in my arms are suicidal. They spend
Their days waiting.
 5.  THE BOY THAT COULD FLY
By Kirsten Deane
 
The trick is that the floor is lava
that you can’t touch it and if
you do you might have bones
left in the sand and it could turn
into ringworms under somebody
else’s skin
 
the trick is to remember that to have
both your feet on the floor at the same time
is to tear open your skin and let in the ants
have one foot in the air at all times
believe you can fly because you can
because it’s faster and sillier and easier
for you 
6.  OUT OF ORDER
By Notukela Makohliso
It was just before midday. A warm winter morning in Cape Town. I was happy to see the familiar sights and the busy roads. The traffic on Tennant Street had subsided. Students were walking to campus from town and the residences, crossing the road, as if they were in a hurry. Some crossing the road in between the stopped row of cars, before the traffic lights turned green, giving them the right of way. The walk to the demarcated crossing lines, completely dismissed.
The white Corolla cab we were travelling in was still facing Table Mountain. The driver started indicating to the left, then made his way to the entrance. He was stopped by the boom gate at the entrance. As he stopped the car in front of the gate, a security guard, wearing matching navy pants, shirt and cap with black shoes, emerged from the control room. He had a beige clipboard and pen in hand. He walked towards the driver's door and bent down to the level of the window. I leaned forward, protruded my face, and greeted the security guard. I showed him my access card, and uttered, "Drop off".
With that he waved, turned around and went to lift the boom gate. We proceeded into campus.
The cab passed the entrance on the right to the parking lot where I usually park my car. It stopped close to the main entrance of the Engineering Building. I had not been to my office for over four months. Not since we closed university at the end of the second semester, for the festive season break in mid-December last year. Though it was familiar, this place felt strange, like it was a new world to me.
The cab parked in front of the faded red brick-coloured stairs that led to the double glass door which was the entrance to the reception of the building. I could see figures dressed in the navy uniforms doing access control at the door. They were checking student-cards and signing in visitors. ‘I never noticed how long and wide these stairs are,’ I thought to myself.
My sister, Tuli was already getting the wheelchair out of the boot, she needed no marching orders, she never does. It is like being my pillar is engraved within her. The blessing that is all my sisters.
Mbali, my cousin, went around the car to the passenger’s seat where I was seating, to assist. My heart started racing, I was about to transfer from the car seat to the wheelchair, in full view of strangers. There was no room for mistakes, falling was not an option. Performance anxiety perhaps.
Tuli parked the wheelchair between me and the open door of the car. She checked that the breaks were secured, then stood behind the chair. Mbali stood between the open door and the wheelchair facing me, with a reassurance that said, 'I've got you'.
No words were exchanged. None were necessary. I began to transfer.
I turned my body to face the formation, placing my strong left foot out of the car onto the paved surface. I bent down slightly and reached across to my weak right leg to assist it to join my other leg. With both legs outside the car, and with the left leg firmly placed on the ground, I reached over and grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair for balance. I took a deep breath as if I was looking for strength somewhere inside of me, to get on my feet. I summoned the strength and with another deep breath, I stood up. Leaning heavily on my strong left leg and the armrest. Mbali was on my right, I was breathing heavily, I hesitantly released my hand from the armrest and swiftly placed my body onto the wheelchair. My legs dragging on the ground, following the direction of the body as I sat. I grabbed hold of the other armrest with my left hand. A moment passed.
I did not fall. My feet were on solid ground. I spotted my phone and quickly took it from the side compartment of the car door and passed it to Mbali. Releasing the breaks, Tuli reversed the wheelchair slightly using the gained space to release the footrests that were on each side of the chair to the front. I placed the strong left leg on the left footrest plate. Reached over with my left hand to lift up my right foot, placing it on the right footrest plate. I pushed back the black cotton straps that were supposed to secure my feet onto the footrests. I preferred my feet unstrapped.
We thanked the cab driver and he said his goodbyes. The hundred and eighty rands cab fee was deducted from my bank card, there was no need for any cash exchange. As the cab drove away, we followed suit. I was rolled away from the staircase, towards the ramp which was situated on the far right of the entrance. We eventually reached the ramp, turned into it, and made our way up to the entrance. At the entrance I began to see one or two familiar faces in the navy uniform, but they did not see me. I mean they saw me, but they didn't really see me. They didn't recognise me, so there was none of the usual courtesies and no smiles were exchanged. I guess they did not expect me to be down there on the chair. I dismissed it. The access card did the magic, and we were given the green light.
We proceeded, but away from the staircase that I usually took to get to the top floor where my office was. We made our way towards the elevator at the end of the tunnel in the opposite direction facing the ocean. We reached the elevator, and discovered that it was 'Out of Order'. It was not working. We had to find our bearings so that I could locate another elevator to access the fourth floor.
I remembered that there was a wheelchair elevator that we could access through the Marketing Department. That elevator stopped by the bathroom closest to my office. That was the best option. I wondered why I did not think of it first.
We made our way to the Marketing Department, and started the search to locate the elevator. When we finally arrived at the elevator, it had a handwritten ‘Out of Order’ note stuck on its door. My heart sank. I felt a heaviness come on me that I could not allow at that moment. There had to be another way. I started thinking of an alternative way.
In another department the elevator was also not working. Yes, a third elevator which was situated in a completely different department was also 'Out of Order'. That was my last option.
I disappeared into my thoughts, and into my emotions. As my sister rolled me back to the staircase that we had rolled away from when we entered the building, I was no longer there. By this time, there were two navy uniforms escorting us and talking with Tuli and Mbali. I was physically there, but I was too busy fighting the tears that were burning my eyes, ready to roll down my face. I was processing the stares that looked down at me at every turn, in each department, during this failed adventure of accessing the fourth floor. My heart was drenched in so much pain.
Suddenly the wheelchair stopped. In front of me was the staircase I had taken countless times, several times a day, in my high-heels, effortlessly. Suddenly, as I sat on the wheelchair, the stairs were insurmountable.
The guys in the navy uniforms offered to carry me up the staircase. I could see the pity in their eyes. The stairs and the stares were too much. They suggested that Mbali and Tuli were to follow them up with the wheelchair, so I could be placed on it at the top of the stairs. The thought of being carried up those stairs brought the hot stream of tears flooding down my face, neck and top. The hot floods were uncontrollable, and I cried from the gut of my soul.  
7.  LITTLE PAINS
By Kirsten Deane
 
It’s quite pathetic, really.
The fact that I’m in pain for the most part. But still,
I only concentrate on the little pains -
my nail broke in half tonight.
 
I decided to paint onto my fingerskin.
It burnt, of course
but well worth it. The burn
was pretty harsh
and ladylike. My other pain
is dressed as a boy,
stubborn
and angry.
 
Other days, like today, it is my bowel movements that grab my attention.
I haven’t shat in three days. This makes my mother worry and I’m sure my skin
is tearing from the inside. My pain has found its way all around my body.
 
The little pains
I take them on dates
they’re very polite
I take them on seconds.  
Woman Zone would like to thank Dawn and the Life Righting Collective for their care, energy and expertise. And if you''d like to know more about their courses, see www.liferighting.com. We should especially like to thank Artscape for their consistent support for all things that improve conditions for people living with disability.
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CIRCLE OF CARE...

8/24/2022

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On August 9th 2022, Women's Day,  Wire Woman the statue presided over the first ever Circle of Care held on the steps and piazza of Artscape, the focus of their Women's Humanity Arts Festival..
it took the place this year of the Women's Humanity Walk - and, aside from Woman Zone's 10th birthday celebrations, there was much to reflect on. Not least all those who have been victims of Gender Based Violence, but also those lives that have been lost as a result of the COVID pandemic. But the morning was shared with love amongst many.
.With African Dream singer Vicky Sampson as MC, Marlene le Roux as her inimitable self giving everyone their chance to be seen and heard, it was a moving morning. There was marimba music by Women Unite, singing by the Rosa Choir, blessings by women leaders from different faith groups, a two woman production of Yekabani le Panty, handing out of miniature spekboom plants, guided breathing and meditation, performance poetry by Blaq Pearl and Bulelwa Basse, the  planting of a spekboom tree symbolising clean air, care and peace - and much shared singing. Everyone was also invited to sign their name and message about loved ones lost on a banner of care. It was a special morning - of unity, love and kindness. As Marlene le Roux says, 'the ethics of care.' We look forward to seeing you there next year. 
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GROWING A BOOK...

8/24/2022

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...takes a network!
WOMEN OF SOIL - changing lives the book celebrating 10 years of Woman Zone and 20 years of Soil for Life, was finally launched, with a lively and loving reception at Artscape. The 10 women Home Food Gardeners whose stories feature in the book all came, as well as Cindy Buske, Sandi Fortuin and Livingstone Muswere, CEO,  programme coordinator and trainer respectively of Soil for Life. Artscape CEO, Marlene le Roux, who also wrote the foreword for the book, spoke as well as Celeste  Matthews Wannenburgh, chair of the WZ Board. It was very special and we are grateful to all who attended, and to all who bought the book, May you too grow and flourish.  
Poet and storyteller Philippa Kabali-Kagwa called everyone with a song and a poem and Celeste opened hearts with her moving speech about women. and their challenges. 
Looking wonderful in their traditional outfits, the Home Food Gardeners all stood for a photocall, each next to a poster of her as she appears in the book, with a quote in her own words. They are, top row from left to right: Nomathemba Bakubaku, Nombulelo Mgogo, Natasha de Leeuw. Middle row from left: Piennie Johnson, Nokwekkwezi Sitole, Ebba Dazela. Next row: Farida Ryklief, Nasheema Ismail, Livingstone Muswere (for Nomvusi Botha who was at her husbands funeral. Bottom: Fareda Abrahams. 
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 Our grateful thanks to Lorraine de Villiers and Kyle Richards from Opechee Design for producing the beautiful end product, as well as to the printers Onyx Press. Most special thanks for their kind sponsorship to PPECB (Perishable Products Export Control Board) and Riegel Organic Wine as well as to supporters Deb Naughton, Miriam & Heather Schiff, Dr Nadia Kamies and Nikki Crowser. Blessings. 
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And in front of Wire Woman, dressed in honour of the Home Food Gardening team and carrying a board that says 'Do what you can with what you have' - we say Womandla! It's amazing what you can do with a network of women. 
To buy a copy of Women of Soil - changing lives, contact us on info@womanzonect.co.za.
To listen to the womens testimonies, check our podcast: Women Zone Stories: the gardeners speak https://open.spotify.com/episode/0ArxWD10Qnl4yETATIfHzU 

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Peace B for Bonteheuwel

6/19/2021

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HAPPY 2ND BIRTHDAY TO THE PEACE GARDEN IN BONTEHEUWEL!!
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And there to greet the WOMAN ZONE delegation was founder herself, Soraya Salie - vibrant in her sunflower  outfit - yellow the colour of Peace, because she is also an ambassador for the International Women's Peace Group.  .  
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There were opening prayers, first from Father Linkiri Thaba of the Church of the Resurrection...
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The garden was established in 2019, in David Profit Street - and the community has come out ready to celebrate it's 2nd anniversary.
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...lots of speeches, not least from Farouk Salie, Soraya's husband ffrom the Aljaamia Mosque...
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....then everyone was ready for the action...
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...and more prayers from Mowlana Rafique Baroo.
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...not least the Gifted Knights, motorbikers who'd been specially invited to help with the clear up of the garden.
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The garden itself...
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...that was once a refuse dump...
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...was looking pretty lovely...
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...so there wasn't too much cleaning up to do...
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There were other special guests, like Frances Taylor from Communitree who had offered inspiration and plants...
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...some of the team from the Spek Plek in Mowbray, Annie Bisset and Martin Gent...and the dynamic duo from the Unitarian Church, the Rev Nima Tayor and support, Hans Moolman.
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...tho everybody worked hard!
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...with everybody looking their best, and ready to put their best foot forward to save the environment.
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Lots of lessons...
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...lots of love.
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So many happy returns to all who work in and visit the Peace Garden of Bonteheuwel...
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...and may God bless you all. With love from WOMAN ZONE.
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The EVERYWOMAN Project - Part 3 FINAL

5/22/2021

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AT LAST - SHE'S UP!
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HAPPY 50th BIRTHDAY ARTSCAPE xx
Well it took a while, but we finally made it! Since all the volunteers hung up their needles, the assembled yoyo rows hung about in the Education Department in the basement of the Zeitz MOCAA, in wait. There was some debate about where her ultimate hanging place would be at Artscape - it needed to be a space big enough to take its 7,5m width, light enough to be seen and accessible enough for everyone to get to. And as you see, such a spot was eventually identified on the 2nd floor outside the theatre.....but first...
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...it had to be...
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...straightened...
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...covered in plastic...
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...unscrambled...
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...and pinned in place to backing sheets.
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...rolled...
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...and packed. Phew! Thanks to Emily, Beryl and Matthew xx
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Then at the Artscape end, it had to be unpacked...
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...gently hoisted...
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...accommodated with batons...
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...high and higher...
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Thanks Team: from left, Matthew, Lerato, Liesl, Emily and Julia...Good Job! xx
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Then comes the opening night, with speeches - thanks Asanda...
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With some very special people - tks Sis' Thoko...
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...the matchless sisterhood support team...tks Annie (left) and Daphne (centre)...
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...and more speeches - thanks Marlene...and Wire Woman!
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...not to mention Team Zeitz, Mandisa (left), design project manager Mara (centre) and Liesl...blessings all!
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So with EVERYWOMAN unveiled...we all took to the steps...
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...and Artscape's 50 years were well and truly celebrated. CONGRATULATIONS...with...
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...Bubbles...
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...and a SPLASH!! Fabulous.
For more information on WOMAN ZONE we're on info@womanzonect.co.za and on Artscape and their 50th celebrations check www.artscape.co.za. 
And last but not least a huge THANK YOU to all who made EVERYWOMAN happen. xxx
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The EVERYWOMAN Project - Part 2

4/12/2021

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SO HOW IS IT COMING ALONG....?
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Since PART 1, our NEXT STEP was to organise the many-hands workshops necessary to stitch the nearly 4000 yoyo's together. No small task! But we put out the call and volunteers come flooding in. To our delight very quickly all eight of our two-hour workshops were full - with a waiting list. So with the Zeitz MOCAA education department on board, we were all set to go! 
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Just as soon as the Zeitz opened its doors one sunny Friday in February, Beryl was there to usher in the early birds. And there at the entrance, was Emily Ilunga, who made all the bright orange yoyo button badges given to each and every volunteer.
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The Zeitz Education greeting team was Liesl Hartman....
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...and off...
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There were also...
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Then we got stuck into the serious business...
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....Mandisa Ngqulana...
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...they...
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Each volunteer got up to tell her story - who she is, what she does...and she is coping with lockdown!
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They worked alone, or in pairs...with sisters or with friends...
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There were tips and troubles with needle threading...
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...some proud...
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...of putting it all together...
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...and Richard Kilpert.
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Project designer Mara Fleischcer gave us the how-to....the yoyo's were ready and waiitng....as was the tea, thanks to Pick n Pay.
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...went!
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They were young and old, pensive and chatty - we even had a few guys join the team...
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...and some pressing moments from Mara.
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...as well as mad moments.
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...and some volunteers brought along their own work by way of inspiration.
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There was also the tricky question of what we were going to call these funny little roundels...
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...and what we were going to call the finished thing. The Blessing Blanket came up as a suggestion because there are the volunteers secret wishes and blessings tucked into some of them.
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The Singing Skirt came up as another because of the sound the tin lids at the end of each row when they swing together in the wind...but for now, until it finds its way up on to the walls of Artscape to celebrate the theatre centre's 50th birthday - we just call it EVERYWOMAN!
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So from us all at WOMAN ZONE we'd like to say a huge great big Nkosi Kakuuuulu to everyone who has helped us so far...
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Finally, we were very proud when Tanya Nefdt from enca came to make us famous of national televisison...
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...the Zeitz MOCAA Educational Team for energy, input and space, Pick n Pay for refreshments, Da Gama Textiles for the fabulous fabric...
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...but will be prouder still when we get to make the ceremonial walk from the Zeitz to Artscape on May 16th to hand over the precious piece to its final destination...
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...and most especially the WONDERFUL volunteers - not all of whom are shown here, but all of whom made such a valuable contribution.
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...in celebration of its 50th anniversary: 1971 - 2021 from Nico to Artscape. #Onwards #Voerentoe #Siyaphambili
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The EVERYWOMAN Project - Part 1

4/1/2021

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The story behind the epic artwork created by the women of Cape Town. A joint initiative between WOMAN ZONE and ARTSCAPE
WHERE IT ALL BEGAN: In 2016 WOMAN ZONE and ARTSCAPE marked the 60th anniversary of the  Women's March of 1956 with their annual Women's Humanity Walk in Cape Town on August 9th, now known as Women's Day.
While several thousand women walked symbolically in unity from the Iziko Slave Lodge at the top of Adderly Street down to the Artscape plaza, CEO Marlene le Roux and a few others travelled on a truck decorated with metres and metres of shweshwe fabric donated expressly for the purpose by manufacturers Da Gama Textiles. 
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And the project....
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...took to the streets.
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Da Gama kindly donated 100's of metres of fabric, in a rainbow of colours and designs. But to decorate our truck and make a giant rosette, we only used a few...so what were we to do with the fabric leftover?
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Well Sis' Thoko Ntshinga had a good idea, 'Make a patchwork quilt!' she said.
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So we took our cloth....
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...and went to see the specialists at the Craft Design Institute, where we met the magic Mara Fleischer...
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....and at her suggestion, the yo-yo was born. 'Little gathered roundels of fabric. Use a CD as a template - easy!' she said.
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So the next step...
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...was to get all hands on deck...
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...we had workshop...
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...after workshop...
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...all over! In our Women's Library at Artscape, at a school, an old age home, at the Craft Design Institute, in Langa, Muizenberg, Bo-Kaap...even in the kitchen...
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We got transported by MLT, talked, laughed, sewed, drank a lot of tea and had a lot of fun...
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And made...
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...of...
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...a lot...
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...friends.
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And the yo-yo's started...to multiply!
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We strung them together, covered walls, turn some into badges, bagged others...
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Of course there were some royal performers...
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...and even Wire Woman...
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...and kept the scraps.
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...like Khayelitsha yo-yo queens Jennipher and Angelique...
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...got dressed for the part!
SO WHAT'S THE NEXT STEP: Well four years later and during lockdown, we did some adding up to find we had nearly 4000 yo-yo's. Time to complete this project! And with Artscape's 50th  birthday on the horizon, here was our excuse... but we had to act fast...
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pWe invited the Magic Mara to come back on board as designer-project manager. She linked us up  with the education team at the  at Zeitz MOCAA....and well - look out for Part 2 of The EVERYWOMAN PROJECT to see what happened next. To find out more meantime, check facebook pages: The EVERYWOMAN PROJECT CAPE TOWN or WOMAN ZONE Cape Town, or contact us on info@womanzonect.co.za. xx

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LOCKDOWN Art & Soul

5/1/2020

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Day 1 - Self-Driven Discipline
How have you coped with the Covid-19 crisis?
Keeping mind, body and soul together during Lockdown means different things to different people. Via Twitter, a psychologist counsellor shared her wisdom on nurturing a relationship and on facebook an artist and teacher draws inspiration from the world around her.

Take a look here and see what you think. But more importantly tell us how you coped with the crisis, in love and creatively.
Words: Daphne Cooper  Pictures: Annie Bisset
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The Great Unknown
#LOCKDOWN RELATIONSHIP LESSON 1
Starting Point. Next 3 weeks could be tough or terrific. Rather than fill your relationship with hopes and fears, research. Study effects of living in isolation with loved ones. Write down your findings, share with us. Be curious, not judgmental.
#LOCKDOWN RELATIONSHIP LESSON 2
Same Old? How was the weekend with your loved one, same same? Or did having all the time you’ve always wanted make a difference – for better, for worse, blessing or curse? Use that extra time to share something new to both - a game, hobby, puzzle.
#LOCKDOWN RELATIONSHIP LESSON 3                       
Drift or Decide. Often relationships get what’s left over after work, kids, chores. You can let it drift or decide that it needs more. Make conscious choices about what’ll keep it alive. Negotiate and talk about what’s required. Flourish don’t flounder.
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Changing Times
#LOCKDOWN RELATIONSHIP LESSON 4
Turn Around Time. There’s no right way to respond to lockdown – you and your partner may have different approaches. See if what works for them, could work for you too. Take a risk, break your pattern. 
#LOCKDOWN RELATIONSHIP LESSON 5
Unlock Imagination. Just because you’re cooped up, doesn’t mean your imagination is. Let it loose, pretend you just met, write a love letter, go on a ‘date’ dress up (or undress) for dinner – no limits. Have fun!
#LOCKDOWNRELATIONSHIPLESSON 6
Weekend Work. When every day feels like Sunday, boundaries are blurring. Make sure to ring the weekend changes. Slow the pace, let rules relax and dissolve into small acts of kindness. 
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Social Distancing
#LOCKDOWN RELATIONSHIP LESSON 7
Create Boundaries. With time and space at a premium, sharing both can be a challenge. If you can’t both go into a room of your own, agree on and schedule a period of sharing time together and non-speaking time apart.
 #LOCKDOWN RELATIONSHIP LESSON 8
Check In. Internal stress, anxiety, irritability, anger, depression, fatigue, passivity levels through the roof? Check in on hope levels too. Keep a score on all and share. Acknowledging levels helps to regulate and not turn feelings against one another.
#LOCKDOWN RELATIONSHIP LESSON 9
Silent Treatment. Take an hour out of each day to be completely quiet. Be still, meditate, draw, cook just don’t talk. Other senses will be heightened and there’ll be so much more to share when the time is up.
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Optimism
#LOCKDOWN RELATIONSHIP LESSON 10
Just to be Clear. In confined spaces, communication has never been more important. Make sure you explain clearly, concisely when you a) are/aren’t available b) what you need/ want. And listen likewise. 2nd guessing causes confusion and complaint.
 #LOCKDOWN RELATIONSHIP LESSON 11
Easter Rethink. Extended lockdown heightened feelings of frustration? Focus less on the feeling and more on the doing. Revisit plans and programmes, together – rise to the challenge. Do what needs to be done.
#LOCKDOWN RELATIONSHIP LESSON 12
Retell the Stories. Easter is the Big Story. But you have shared stories, histories. Dig into the past and revisit where you met, your first kiss… compare your version to their version. Agree, disagree, but laugh and enjoy! Have a Happy Easter 
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Leap of Faith
#LOCKDOWN RELATIONSHIP LESSON 13
Big Turn Off. If you haven’t tried it already, switch off all devices and shut down all so-me, for a day, half a day, an hour – once a week. Try it same time together - see how much better you connect with each other.
#LOCKDOWN RELATIONSHIP LESSON 14
Anxiety Attack. Relationship reflecting the national ambient stress? Look outside yourselves. Do one thing to make a difference, together. Donate time or money, call a mutual friend in need of cheering. Reach beyond.
#LOCKDOWN RELATIONSHIP LESSON 15
Gratitude Attitude. In these testing times, don’t let your relationship become a complaints container. Allow a few cupfuls of thanks. Dig deep, you’ll find much to be grateful for. It really does make change.
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Porcelain Days
#LOCKDOWN RELATIONSHIP LESSON 16
Running Dry? Now’s a good time to look at the role alcohol plays in your lives, individually + together. Relaxant, stimulates fun, sex, sleep? Loosens the tongue. Fuels fights and fatigue? How much, how little does it take? Judge yourself not the other.
#LOCKDOWN RELATIONSHIP LESSON 17
Food Focus. If you have the opportunity to buy, cook and eat what you like – do it mindfully, creatively together. Share and swap roles. Be adventurous. Light a candle. Make mealtimes special. They are. Some are starving.
#LOCKDOWN RELATIONSHIP LESSON 18
Tough Mind, Soft Heart. Like this crisis needs balance and perspective management, so does your relationship. Are feelings being acknowledged with understanding, are decisions clear and compassionate? Time for a balance shift?
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Welcome Droplets
#LOCKDOWN RELATIONSHIP LESSON 19
Let it RAIN on your relationship! Recognise Allow Investigate Nurture. Identify and name feelings, understand them. Do what you need to do to ease hard ones and encourage good ones.  
#LOCKDOWN RELATIONSHIP LESSON 20
Better Connection. Due to technology, an outcome of Lockdown has been connecting in circles BEYOND your immediate relationship/s.  Honour these and note how they have helped you grow and extend yourselves.
#LOCKDOWN RELATIONSHIP LESSON 21
Sow Good SEED. Sleep. Eat. Exercise. Drink (water). All habits that form the bedrock of your lives, individually and together, and help you navigate change well and safely. Appreciate them for yourself, and where you can enable them for others. 
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Puzzling
#LOCKDOWN RELATIONSHIP LESSON 22
Plot & Plan. Post Pres’s speech, peep ahead. What’s going to be your first best move. How will you think, act differently – to the world, to each other? Lessons learned?
#LOCKDOWN RELATIONSHIP LESSON 23
Play Time.  Despite the serious situation, allow pleasure and play time. Give to others to stem guilt of privilege, but don’t lose sense of humour and fun
#LOCKDOWN RELATIONSHIP LESSON 24
Free From..? Lockdown may have put the squeeze on your relationship, but has it also delivered some freedoms? Freedom to be clearer? Freedom to talk more, express more, play more? Imagination has no limits.
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Interlocked
#LOCKDOWN RELATIONSHIP LESSON 25
Art Works. Fuel for the soul. Discover and share the joy of online theatre, music, movies, paintings and books – but above all nurture and encourage each other’s creative projects.
#LOCKDOWN RELATIONSHIP LESSON 26
Count down. Far from over, but locked down long enough to count the lessons learned – Patience, Compassion, Appreciation – or not? Make your respective lesson-lists and compare. See what you can learn from each other.
#LOCKDOWN RELATIONSHIP LESSON 27
Last Post. First 35 days – tick! And now? Are you hopeful, scared? Let’s move forward together. Share your relationship lessons and thoughts with us – info@womanzonect.co.za Look forward to hearing. Till then – Strength, Safety, Love.
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Holding Firm
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Guardian
​WORDS OF WISDOM
Daphne says: Whether we are alone or in a household of many, we are always in relationship –  with each other,  with ourselves, our problems, our thoughts, our environments, our work, our hobbies, and so on. As a therapist with a special interest in 
​couples, I am fascinated to know the effects of lockdown on relationships. Questions and tips for relationships during lockdown has been an interesting focus, and I’m looking forward to hear about the many experiences that will emerge.
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​THE QUIET TIME
Annie says:  Just prior to Day 1 of lockdown I decided to challenge myself and fellow artists. The brief was simple, take the number of people in your lockdown space and use that number in some way as an area to work within each day. We were 8 to begin within our space in Betty’s Bay, a very special home amidst a beautiful fynbos garden, a feast of 
inspiration. I chose to work within a circle, the radius of which is 8 cm. Within the brief I decided that a tiny clue in each should lead to the following day’s piece. And so my daily story began....

THE END. Thank you Daphne and Annie - and to you for reading and looking x
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WALKING a ROUND

3/8/2020

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On a fine sunny Saturday morning, March 7 (the day before International Women's Day), over 20 of us met to do Woman Zone's CIRCLE IN THE CITY women's walk n talk route.
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Starting point was the one and only Charly's Bakery - and joining us was Romaney Pinnock of the Desmond and Leah Legacy Foundation....
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...who walked with us down to the wonderful Tutu Museum - formerly House of Correction for Riotous and Abandoned Women - aka the women's jail! She also showed us the gracious stairway where the Arch greeted 'royals' Harry and Meghan.
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From there we went to the memorial for Cissie Gool, 'jewel of District Six' - first black woman to be called to the Cape Bar.....
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....from where we progressed down towards the Central Library, arriving...
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...at the discreet but heartwrenching memorial to 7000 destitute children of the 19th century. Mosaics by Lovell Friedman who worked with some of today's destitute children
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Coming down Darling Street we came next to Trafalgar Place, fountain controversially honouring Archdeacon Lightfoot...and home of the famous flower sellers.
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Here we also heard about the City Hall, the Grand Parade and how it reflects societal change as regards the face of fashion.
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Selling flowers here for around 140 years although little is officially known of the history, the women and the flowers speak for themselves.
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Next stop was Krotoa Place in St George's Mall with the stories both of young Khoisan woman Krotoa Eva ana about the present day BRAVE Rock girls....then on to Greenmarket Square.
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Here we talked about the Free City walks available, about the women who come to Cape Town from other parts of Africa often to a mixed reception - and about the many people who took refuge outside the Methodist church here recently and have since been relocated......whilst one of our party took refuge in the shade.
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Up Church St amongst its art galleries and artefacts, we came across Brenda Scarret, who brought the concept of vintage fashion to Cape Town back in the 60's with her shop Second Time Around.....
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On to the steps of St George's Cathedral where we talked about the buildings struggle history as well as Woman Zone's annual Women's Humanity Walk....on past Parliament and Queen Victoria's statue - one of so few of women in the Mother City.
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...and into Long St known for its contemporary fashion outlets, and the Aladdin's Cave that is the African Women's Market.
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We talked about The Slave Lodge, the Slave memorial in Church Street and the site of the Slave Tree on Spin St - we also found out why it's called Spin St.
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Present day heartbreak to see evidence of the removed remaining refugees outside the District Six museum.
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Eventually coming full circle back to Charly's Bakery.....
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...where, over coffee, owner Jacqui Biess told us the story of Charly's the family business, a favourite Cape Town landmark.... which
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is famous for it's extraordinary range of ready made and bespoke cakes.
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....which some of us were completely unable to resist! A wonderful walk in which the voices of women past and present were heard, loud and clear. To book a walk or find out about the next one coming up, email us on info@womanzonect.co.za or check our facebook page. See you there! Nancy and Theresa xx
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