Visited India on one of my art engagements, and these are the pictures I came out with on #mumbai
Going South is a short fictitious film inspired by real xenophobic events that took place recently in South Africa. The short film follows up on a young man as he prepares for his maiden trip to South Africa in search for new opportunities Please follow link below http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l4DRGvSLsj0
‘Going South” was inspired by the xenophobic events that took place recently in South Africa. In this short film, Monte, a young Malawian man is getting ready for his first trip to South Africa, in search for greener pastures. The film simply centers around the last days before departure. Directed by myself, ‘Going South’ recently won two awards at the just ended Lilongwe Shorts, the Malawi International Short Film Festival 2015. Below is link to the trailer. Will be posting the full film shortly. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uQRwe4gE9fE
I approach the main entrance of the Malawian National Assembly in Lilongwe, Malawi, Africa. I undergo all routine security questions and check ups. Am looking for one parliamentary staff on a business related issue.
The security officer looks at me hesitantly. My story is worthwhile, but there is something he does not like about me. Am already aware of what it is because the previous day I had sent a fellow artist to come and see the same person but was barred from entering the premises.
‘ Do you have his number, so that he can come down?’
He is skirting around the issue. He wants to put it more mildly.
‘But I was told to see him at his office’
The security offices pauses for a moment, as if calculating or figuring how the story must be presented.
‘But there is a problem, sir’ hesitantly
‘You are not putting on a suit and tie… We are instructed to observe decency, and the way you are looking, its not possible for us to let you through the gates’
‘You mean this is applicable to any one?’ am trying to draw out a confession here.
‘Am afraid, yes.’
Then he calls his boss, discuss amongst themselves, and after several deliberations they still allow me through the first gate and forewarn me that I will definitely wont be allowed through the information desk and entrance, to the offices and chambers.
Am ready for this, and I let my fellow artist take photos of me as I go through to the holy of holies.
At the information desk the story is the same. Am not decent enough to go through. And so am made to wait outside. My fellow artist Jacob takes as many photos as possible, including the one I have posted to kill time and effects of rejection.
It would be more than an hour before the staff member walks down to meet us. He is sporting an immaculate suit and tie, quite contrary to the African prints we are donning…..