["The Japanse Jacksons"]

A Japanese band from the 1970s (1967-1978) called Finger 5. Makes me think I should cover more Japanese content on this blog.

Now that’s the kind of undefinable material you come across when your plans actually included blogging some more Blaxpoitation stuff and forwarding your readers to this wonderful documentary.

So maybe I’ll only show you the following trailer this time around – which will hopefully also provide an answer to last week’s “wapi?“! :-)

Well…saniblog.org came in between, but otherwise: I’d love to open an open, multi-authored blog dedicated to art works from East Africa. What I’ve seen online so far are just single artists being promoted by someone or themselves, and often it’s just limited to one specific artist and his/her well-selling works. With a blog as the contemporary publishing platform / tool, up-coming artists and those who are already well established could at least present their work in a much better way. All you’d have to do then is to register as an author and upload some of your works.

Currently, at my site, it just lacks another empty mySQL database, a lonely weekend aka 2-3h of creativity and a suitable domain name which could suit everyone involved. Sanaa.org/.net are already taken by someone, but I think a Kiswahili domain name would still be very attractive. Any ideas?

(I really really have to change my webhoster one day soon…have been with 1&1 since 1998 and all they given me are high montly costs but also good 99,99% reliability. The package is limited to 3 mySQL dbs only though, and even their domain costs for the .net/.org range are wayyyy above the competition. Yani – moving sites = time & pain = costs).

What I really like about Frankfurt is that you not only come across such an awesome decoration on a wall, but also find three jamaas (from TZ?) standing on the other side of the street who are actively admiring this art. In Kiswahili.

Zacharia is a painter from Kenya, and while I am bit confused on the often-used definition of the term “contemporary” (where does it start, and where does it end? – afaik, ZM stopped painting some years ago?),? being surrounded by good paintings is just a very pleasant joy.

“The most beautiful women on earth, the beauty that no amount of money can buy, the most powerful hair in Africa, the most wanted hair styles now in Africa, our business is to make ladies look beautiful. If you want to look beautiful, come to us now. The magic in weaving styles for beautiful women.”

I just had to buy this poster on River Road today. That is, where else do you get African beauty for 60 bob? :-)

I came across this street art (?) in Mombasa and was wondering about it. Anyone with an explanation for these symbols?

Kenyan painter Peter Elungat and designer Jutta Guglielmi rented the Exhibition Hall at Village Market – East Africa’s biggest shopping mall – for something like Kshs. 60.000 /= and exhibited their paintings and furnitures there.

I normally don’t like these exhibitions at the Village Market, as most artists these days – to me – just try to copy other artists and styles. Just earlier in december, I saw some fine paintings there that resembled those of Abushariaa Ahmed.
But then, I think art has to be taken where the customers are – and those at the Village Market seem to have enough money in the pocket.

Good art, though, is hard to find. And Peter Elungat’s painting were a refreshing alternative.

Sorry for the poor picture quality – I just had my mobile phone’s cam with me that day. However, I thought about sharing this with you. Also, I just took pictures of the paintings I really liked.

@ 110.000 /= (sold!)

@ 250.000 /= ….yes, Peter, that’s a LOT of money. Still :-)

pls also note the furnitures & lamps by Jutta Guglielmi

The artist himself!

I really really like these paintings and think Peter is one fine artists out there who has reason enough to sell his work at a decent level and to customers who know (feel!) the difference between good and bad paintings.

Also, I am still fighting with the idea of runing a website dedicated to fine arts in East Africa. I’ve mentioned this earlier a few times, and such a project requires some funding / adsense income, but right now I just lack enough time to pursue such activities. Now, how about an open blog where everyone can contribute? Let’s keep this in mind for 2007… (my webserver package only offers two MySQL data bases and I’ve already used the other one for this fine website :-)

The “Transformation of Thoughts into Form” exhibition is open to everyone @ Village Market, Exhibition Hall, 15th – 21st December, 9.30am – 6 pm.
(pieces purchased during the Exhibition will have a 10% discount)

Something like this (scrap metal art):

the car

the musician

the kichwa tembo

the kichwa again, this time with a flamingo and an old jacket

a stalled eroplani

TingaTinga paintings within nice wooden frames made out of driftwood – something where the Kenyan part in me argues that these frames can’t be good kwani they are already broken and the styler-part in me thinks: woah, yeah, great safari design, these guys have nice & inspiring catalogues.

And then of course Bwana fundi seremala who takes 2 weeks to complete the door frame for this Lamu-door. Whoever ordered this door will receive some piece of really nice work. Think of something like Ksh 25.000/= and we’re in business. Now that’s even more than what my colleagues in Embu earn every month. Jobgroup J & K in the public service, you know?

There’s something about this City of Nairobi that always makes me come back.

Harrycane, the kids & I went to the christmas bazar at the German Embassy/Church place on Riverside Drive in Nbo today, and despite of meeting some old friends I hadn’t seen for a long long time, I also had a chance of meeting one of Kenya’s finest artists: Bertiers.

Joseph Bertiers, this humble sign writer from Dagoretti who has actually won some prestigious awards in the past, is no stranger to me. I had this really funny poster on “toilet use” in my bathroom he made for the GTZ some 12 (?) years ago, I remember he made a painting of our graduation class in 1996 (Mathias, where is it? in Frankfurt?) and even fellow blogger / videojournalist Ruud Elmendorp made a short documentary on him some time ago. Bertiers’ name was on my “things to do” list earlier this year when I came to apply for that internship in Embu. I urgently wanted to meet him and see his atelier.

Now, I gave him my card and wrote “Kikuyumoja” on it – and Bertiers instantly told me “yeah, Kikuyumoja’s Realm, I know that site on the internet…”.

Atereere…. :-)))))))))))

Kibs painting cats while Agwambo enjoys an orange drive.

WDR-Wim reporting live from the “rapids cats painting centre”.

These paintings sell for about Ksh. 20.000 /= each, which of course is a proud amount of money. Yani, Bertiers ever-returning theme of “painting cats” is something we’ll continue observing in Kenya’s political scene – which still delivers free-of-charge daily templates for perfectly placed satire. Just imagine the Arthurs saga and their bling bling styles – that’s free entertainment which needs to be turned into art.

Now, despite of the true political observations painted in oil, there are a lot of small and interesting details one discovers by closely looking at these paintings. And I think there’s no better compliment for an artists if a crowd of young kids interestingly inspects these paintings for about 15 minutes. And even after some years, these paintings don’t lose any of their energy.
Trust me: if you’re interested in contemporary Kenyan art, and would like to get something unique – Joseph Bertiers is the man to ask.

@Bertiers: see I don’t have transport at the moment and need to get back to Embu kesho, lakini asap there’s more time, let’s pls arrange for a visit at your studio, ok?

Earlier this year in May 2006, I visited the Kenyan painter Evanson Kangethe Njuguna at his shamba north of Nairobi (off Tigoni Road, somewhere in Limuru) and the first thing that greeted us at home was his cow. For a city kid like me, this of course was the perfect reminder of the overall rural lifestyle in Kenya. Whereas a lot of fellow Nairobians would consider this shaggz-style somewhat awkward, me must not forget that the majority of Kenyans live in rural areas and that this does not necessarily represent a negative, underdeveloped lifestyle. After all, Evanson has it all: a beautiful wife, healthy children, water, a shamba….and lots of space to follow his ideas. But the best thing about him is that he has a good heart and colourful dreams. And like many other artists, he knows how to mold them into art. Art that eventually and hopefully sells and manages to feed a family.

I met Evanson at the library of the Goethe-Institut in Nbo where he showed me a pic he had been working on and invited me for a date at his place. Showing ppl around and inviting them to have a look at the art work is one of the main jobs of Kenyan artists – as exhibitions often only generate a temporary publicity and galleries (like the one of Mr. Shah I mentioned earlier) only provide very low revenues. Apparently, being a professional painter comes with a lot of burdens and equals an inconsistent income. I told him that I am just a student these days without any income at all, but that I could at least try to promote him in one way or the other, and also try to compile a blog entry on him where I would show some of his works.

Evanson had been in Germany during the 1990s and even managed to exhibit some of his works in Europe. After a longer talk about the art scene, politics and other sociologically interesting subjects, I took pictures of his work and he meanwhile searched for some older photos. Well…until then I hadn’t told him about my Mzee who was working with him before, but when I told him, Evanson jumped up and picked out of this image of my Mzee and him – shot sometime in 1993 or so. THAT situation made me cry for a moment – inside. My Mzee is old and sick, and can’t remember much these days. Being in Kenya and meeting these people who had been working with my Mzee for some time and are full of praises for him makes me feel at home. It’s like rediscovering parts of your own family from an outside perspective – a good feeling.
Anyways. I told him about these two paintings I have at home – and Evanson quickly picked out this polaroid of his archive, showing the actual painting at home.

His archive? Yes. Like many other artists, Evanson keeps record of his works and stores important papers in his shelve:

Now, let’s focus on his work. The following photos are just snap shots of his work in his studio – I am still a lousy photographer so pls try to bear with me while I tried to focus on content. Also, there’s no chronological order – I only know that the following picture is one of his earliest works:

leather works

sculptures and paintings

smoke art

“Kangethe is a social chronicler who portrays everyday Kenyan life experiences in a charming, whimsical style. He captures both rural and urban life. Kangethe’s works say much about the changing times in Africa and how to make the best out of challenging situations.

Social realism is only one aspect of his developing style. Kangethe is well versed in various artistic trends and schools. He seems to have been fascinated by the Impressionists, who, like himself, were intrigued with the playful effects of light and color. Kangethe grew up the son of a florist, so intuitively has a glorious sense of color.” (source)

I really like the head+tongue painting. Good art – to me – is the combination of interesting elements with lots of passion. While the photographs here just portray a small portion of his work, and also not his best (at least not all of them), it does show that Evanson has a creative mind and is always searching for new ways to express these emotions inside. Different techniques! Or would you rather prefer to invest your money into well known trademarks – like Jak Katarikawe’s cow pictures? Customers decide. But that’s another story…

For more pictures, please feel free to have a look at the complete flickr collection of snap shots I took in May 2006 at Evanson’s place. Karibu(ni)!