HIFA people 2014

Hifa was back, as usual, first week of may. We've seen great shows, Jamaram, Chef's special, the opening show, and a bunch of acrobats from australia, really good. This time no sketches about the shows, just some about the public. 

Cheers

my great moves online

I finally got some recognition for my dancing skills and am figuring in the Happy Harare version of Pharrell Williams's hit. 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g1CNgQhf8bA

It probably did help that my wife -urban space Harare- was organizing the video.
so the entire family joined in and now even my one year old sings Api Api Api.
Cannot be better!

Painting Oscar's room

Haven't really been sketching too much lately, a trip to Europe with one of my daughter and spending hours everyday kick-starting my business as a freelance consultant kept my mind occupied with many excuses not to pick up my pens and ink.
This WE I had a couple of days without anything urgent to write and I was a bit tired of looking for jobs, so, perfect opportunity to do a mural for my son. We have been talking about it since we moved in this house. His ideas went from a safari scene (as I did for Lil'), to a car chase, aliens and space-rockets, dinosaurs, sharks and fishes under the sea, a T-rex fighting a lion, a castle under siege by trolls and hornets, a star-war scene with light sabre and the death star... many ideas, many great projects and awesome possibilities.
So when I took my paper and pencils, it was a bit tricky to put it all together.
I voluntarily couldn't put all the scenes on the pictures, for the simple reason that they all occured on the other side of the planets.
He likes it.
now my daughters are pressing me to start their room.
pink. purple, princesses, butterflies, unicorns, fairies, yep.

Hail the zim-dolla, lets spray green!

Spray painting to start 2014. 

I haven't done much  sketching lately, just been finally moving and settling down in Zim, closing my time and work in Mozambique and hop, here I am in front of a big, huge blank page in Harare, with my wife and kids, and family. 

I am looking for jobs, the kind that brings trillions of zim dollars in. So in the meanwhile, I used my sprays and stencilled this portrait of Gaylo and Forrie. Lots of cutting and preparation for the quick pshit- pshits. 

Speaking of zim, there were rumors that we would have the opportunity to use a renewed version of the zim dollar, which if it was true would have probably made me brazillionaire this year. Then the idea faded away. Our comrades managing the country probably did not only see the great comotion the news created, but they understood better the great labour of the masses, who, tirelessly,  day to day, indegenise the american green buck and therefor litteraly spit and piss on the illegal economical sanctions the country suffers from the anglo-saxons.
I somehow could not explain the revolutionary and symbolic aspect of the currency to the waiter at the cairo airport, who choosed not to greet the zimbabwean-USD with a smile. I need more convincing powers.  
I say zim-dolla rule. 

Writing for the New year in Newlands

I had the oportunity to paint on the wall of the concert/ dance floor/ freak art zone of Harare's first street party in Newlands for new year. 

I definitly had a good time spaying my bubbles all around! 

All the best for 2014, a year that will be full of new things, all for the best

 

test with cans

I had to try out the spay paint available here at the local hardware store. Different makes, large sprays,

top of the beiranese summer, it took between 24 to 48h to get each layer dry enough in order to put the next stencil on, without pulling half the 2 previous layers off. 

it was a good try, and the end result is pretty much similar to what I imagined. The kissing friends were quiet happy about it

Same one, but the picture was taken outside and the colours are a bit better but there are shades from branches above. Cannot have everything.  

  

Houseboat on Kariba.

Houseboat on Kariba, 

 

House boat on Kariba, a perfect title for a movie that can have tons of sequels. The principle is simple: bring a bunch of people on a boat, and let them float and mature  for a few days,  on a lake full of wild and dangerous animals. And add, as an option, some alcoholic beverages, swords and knives, a fishing rod or two, non-floating children, sun-cream, and kilos of biltongs.  

Depending on the proportions things can go horribly wrong, or beautifully right. For example: throw a non floating child in a crocodile infested lake when the adults are looking for another alcoholic beverage – that can go wrong- , but then add a fisherman and the child is caught and all is merry and good again. Yey. 

There is a story of a houseboat were things went out of hand. A group of friends, happy and jolly good fellows, went for a fishing trip on such a boat, nobody really knows what happened, probably some old frustrations and feud got back on them (most certainly about a girl or a guy on board who had a previous fling with one or more of the partners of the others and drunk eyed them inappropriately, or maybe about the exact size of the bream caught, or divergences on how to resolve Fermat’s problem, or something similar). All we know is that the boat now floats empty, and the people were never to be found. It’s a classic story, the ghost ship etc. but it could be true on lake Kariba. In a place where there is even a paddle steamer, anything can happen.