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Strength and resilience come into sharp view when a critically acclaimed collective of curators, Nkule Mabaso and Nomusa Makhubu rise alongside artists Dineo Seshee Bopape, Tracey Rose and Mawande Ka Zenzile to represent South Africa.

Strength and resilience come into sharp view when a critically acclaimed collective of curators, Nkule Mabaso and Nomusa Makhubu rise alongside artists Dineo Seshee Bopape, Tracey Rose and Mawande Ka Zenzile to represent South Africa.

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<strong>The</strong> South African Pavilion<br />

THE STRONGER<br />

WE BECOME<br />

UNTRANSLATABLE HISTORIES IN TRACEY ROSE’S HARD BLACK ON COTTON:<br />

by Nontobeko Ntombela<br />

Tracey Rose, who is known for her defiance of taxonomical<br />

logic and convention, created the video piece titled Hard<br />

Black on Cotton (2019) for the South African Pavilion at the<br />

58th Venice Biennale. In this single-channel projection, Denzel<br />

Edgar, a South African actor, plays the role of a traditional healer (or<br />

prophet), while the voice-over is done by the curator Simon Njami as<br />

the ‘professor who narrates in Latin a translation of text written by<br />

the artist.’1 <strong>The</strong> video is said to pay ‘homage to Africa’s past, narrated<br />

in one of the original languages of European intellectual<br />

self-identity and presumed exceptionalism.’<br />

At the beginning of this video, the prophet (Edgar) appears standing<br />

in profile looking down at something that seems to occupy his<br />

hands. A moment later, there is a sound of a matchstick being<br />

struck. <strong>The</strong> camera moves down towards his hands to show that he<br />

has lit what looks like impepho (incense) in a small, thick, black<br />

seemingly wooden bowl placed on the table. And, as the impepho<br />

catches alight, the prophet lifts the bowl with both hands towards<br />

his face while turning to face the camera. With immense force and<br />

sound, he blows and then inhales deeply. He does this to encourage<br />

the smoke coiling from the burning incense to thicken, while<br />

trying to extinguish the flame of this little fire, and thereafter to<br />

inhale the smoke. As he continues to blow, he lifts up his right hand,<br />

while his left hand continues to hold the bowl. With the right hand,<br />

he slowly swirls the impepho smoke to the direction of his face,<br />

inhaling. He repeats this gesture a few times in-between closing and<br />

opening his eyes, murmuring, sighing, and making semi-smiley-grin-like<br />

faces as if satisfied by the effect of the smoke, or<br />

engrossed in a semi-trance-like state. Eventually his eyes become<br />

red and watery.<br />

“defiance of<br />

taxonomical logic<br />

and convention”<br />

After a few minutes, the male narrator, voiced by Simon Njami,<br />

begins to talk in the background. Speaking in Latin, his narration is<br />

meant to form ‘the broken telephonic cosmic communication with<br />

Edgar’s clairaudient profiteering pseudo-prophet …’ As Njami<br />

narrates, Edgar slowly moves around the room murmuring something<br />

we can hardly hear (as if to say ‘vukani bawo’ – wake up<br />

father(s)), sighing loudly, inhaling and exhaling the smoke from the<br />

little bowl that he now holds just below his face, the smoke continuing<br />

to rise like a veil. He continues walking around the room. His<br />

face moves in and out the video frame. Sometimes he stops and<br />

holds a long pose in front of the camera as if in a trance or listening<br />

attentively to Njami’s voice, though he ‘… tries unsuccessfully to<br />

understand it in Classical Latin, a disjuncture in the communication<br />

and the information meant to be shared or disseminated.’ While in<br />

this position, tears fall from his face because of the smoke that is<br />

affecting his eyes. He blinks. His left eye twitches uncontrollably,<br />

while tears run intermittently down his face.<br />

1 All quotes where a specific reference is not indicated are taken from the Artist’s Statement, Tracey Rose, 2019<br />

https://www.thestrongerwebecome.co.za/downloads, accessed 01/08/2019.<br />

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