The river is flowing – Cebo Mvubu

The river is flowing Let me begin in this way. I come from the village of Bodiam, which is about seven kilometres from Hamburg. Carol Hofmeyr started Keiskamma Art Project in Hamburg after she moved there from Joburg in 2000 and there were about seven ladies from my village working in Hamburg, in the art … Read More

Art made me who I am – Nozolile Gedze

Art made me who I am I left school in Sub-B, which is grade 2 in these days. I learned many things in life from my grandmother who looked after me and brought me up. She was teaching me to do cooking and house chores, how a girl is taking care of herself, how to … Read More

Never give up – Eunice Mangwane

Never give up *Singing* You must never give up, never give up, never give up, never give up. You must never, never, never, never, never; never, never, never give up. In times of sorrow, times of tragedy, times of sorrow, times of tragedy, you must never, never, never, never, never; never, never, never give up. … Read More

A stitch in time – Thembeka Makubalo

A stitch in time For most of my childhood I grew up with my father’s family, mainly with my aunt. I didn’t get a chance with my mother; I got to meet her only when I was much older. I would not say I had an easy childhood but I have made peace with it. … Read More

Nina nizimbokodo – Veliswa Mangcangaza

Nina nizimbokodo (You are the rock) Recollecting the events from 2000 onwards, I can say that Doctor Carol Hofmeyr came to Hamburg at the right time. Hamburg is a poverty-stricken area on the outskirts of Peddie. It is situated between two rivers: uMthana River in the west and Keiskamma River on the east side. Close … Read More

Hold on, we are turning – Nomfundo Makubalo

Hold on, we are turning I am Nomfundo Makubalo. I was born and raised here in Hamburg. I have three children: Nobantu, Bonisile and Noluthando. I remember my grandmother hand sewing me a dress when I was a child. It was so beautiful and pink with a flower. I loved it so much. I knew … Read More

The river that runs – Zukiswa Pakama

The river that runs through you is the river that runs through me The Eastern Cape village I call home is Hamburg, or eMthonjeni, which is also my father’s birthplace. I grew up with my parents, grandparents, aunts, seven siblings and twin cousins. After a hard day’s work hoeing weeds between the rows of maize … Read More

Keiskamma Art Project in review – Michaela Howse

Keiskamma Art Project in review: Reflections on four years since Covid-19 Adapted from an address at the Association for Visual Arts, Cape Town, during the Investec Cape Town Art Fair, February 2024 The sustaining lifeblood of Keiskamma Art Project (KAP) in Hamburg, Eastern Cape, lies in the communal—and communing—form of collective embroidery, which produces beautiful, … Read More

Flying high – Nozeti Makhubalo

Flying high My name is Nozeti Makhubalo. I sucked art with sweet milk from my mother’s breasts. Yes, I think I have had the art talent from birth because, even before I was old enough to go to school, I was sewing dresses for my dolls while I was playing poppie huis at home. When … Read More

A new beginning – Veronica Betani

A new beginning At the age of sixteen, I became a makoti. This means I was forced into marriage, something that made me very, very unhappy. For many years I was a housewife, always asking my husband for everything. But I wished to work for myself, not to have to depend on other people. And … Read More