This section is almost exclusively IMBEWU (THE SEED) by KENNETH SHANDU. From what I garnered from the description and the artwork, it's about the plight of farmers in Kwazulu Natal.

HOW DO YOU MOURN? by GEORGIA MUNNIK

This was by far one of my favourite pieces, primarily because I came to re-see it through photography. I enjoy the presentation of the work - a flowing coffin that harks back to the curiosity cabinets. Why do we try preserve other forms of life? For the sake of ourselves? Do we care how other beings want to be mourned, preserved and persevere?

BOOGEYMAN - MESSAGE FROM STELLENBOSCH by CHARLES PALM (the projection on the slave bell) and THE SOUND OF MY VOICE by TIAGO RODRIGUES (the text in front of it)

Both pieces aim to visualise the problematic histories that continue to plague the Cape. Palm aims to do this by appropriating a letter written by a slave that caused a surge of white fear of an uprising. He projects this letter onto Spiers' slave bell in high-vis colours to both increase the visibility of slavery and draw parallels to current racial and class struggles. 

Charles dared Emma and Emily to climb up the tower and ring the slave bell. When Emily finally got to the bell, she hesitated. "I feel so cursed right now," she announced before she rung the slave bell for all of Stellenbosch to hear.

AFRO PROMO #1 KINGLADY by NORA CHIPAUMIRE and OVER THE RAINBOW (FROM THE EXILE SERIES) by ATHI PATRA RUGA

Here I was primarily experimenting with grain and light in my photographs. But I absolutely adored Chipaumire's piece as an excellent commentary on materialism and the becoming of the other. 

BEACON by MARCO CHIANDETTI

A very simple but extremely affective exhibition. This work is a beacon, a means of guidance but also a false hope. It became immediately apparent in our engagement with a moth we found attracted to the work. Moths used to use the stars to navigate in the night, but now with the pervasive light pollution, they are often overwhelmed and misguided by man-made stars.

When we got to it, Emma and Charles became fascinated with this Tiger moth. Their touch was that of care and control. Emma openly admitted that her initial touch functioned to command the moth, to own it. But once she felt its fuzziness, her touch was empathetic. But the touch between insect and human is often one of toxicity, where there's a clear power dynamic. A careful touch can easily become debilitating for the weaker body. 

The night had wound down, so we just went to Spier's sensory garden.