THURSDAY @ THE MICHAEL STEVENSON GALLERY /// AND YES I GOT THERE LATE

Ja skat i got there almost 2hrs late and i paid a bit of a price for that. I missed out on some of the skattielisciousness. Thing is skattie, once everybody gets over the generally shortlived business of actually looking at the art the gathering eventually moves to an outside area. Be it the pavement or the courtyard (make that rooftop if you're at the Goodman Gallery), after that first drink the impulse to suck on poisonous sticks and kiss cheeks hits and it's 'later' for the artwork. So ja, I got there when most had advanced past the courtyard phase and were now socializing on the pavement outside the gallery. Reminded me of something Sue said earlier this month at Jacques Coetzer's opening at blank projects. She walked into an empty gallery, i was at the front taking pics of the work. She asked where everybody was and i pointed towards the courtyard, she quiped "it's an art gallery, of course they're at the back". and ja, with walls free of art, the courtyard was packed. Relax skattie i'm not mentioning that out of some judgy artyer-than-thou self righteous attitude. Yes, at times i've been known to be quite the self-righteous little fucker who likes to shit on others from dizzy heights but this is not one of those times. I'm the worst one anyway, my time is spent looking at outfits, drinking, making questionable and awkward attempts at conversation whilst feeling like a redundant douche with a camera. I'm getting a bit carried away here but my point is that i do like the way people experience exhibition openings, fun-chatty-social or total piss-ups when the booze is free. It kind of shows people that do not take themselves way too seriously, I fucking hate people who take themselves too seriously, reeks of fundamentalism. Anyway back to the MS, ja i went in, got a drink and as you can see on the pics above the 'inside' part of the opening had just about run it's course. Thankfully i got lucky,  i ran into Georgina, Gabriella, Mrs Mahashe, two strangers and in/on them i found what i was looking for so i snapped away. I walked out 30 minutes later onto an empty pavement. Fuck. My cheeks now deprived of the kisses they've become rather accustomed to will probably never forgive me. They will probably punish me by getting bigger, making no secret of their intentions to eventually take over my whole face.

AN EASYGOING SUNDAY STYLE JAM /// THE PERSONAL STYLE OF VUYO YEKISO

So after all the early weekend partying, i hooked up with my friend Vuyo at her place on Sunday afternoon and we had ourselves a style jam. As with other friends that i've style-jammed with before, I  am a moerse big fan of Vuyo's effortless style, ja ja i know it's kind of cliched and lazy to simply describe someone's style as effortless, but that is what her style is, so bite me for poor vocab your eloquent highness. I must also thank my good friend Zolitha who joined us at Vuyo's place and helped choose the background for each pic. i am really kak when it comes to choosing good backgrounds (not that i ever let that get in the way, but fortunately for Vuyo i had the good sense to ask for advice on this particular Sunday).....okay maybe not super kak, but false modesty aside, it's kinda not my strength, so thanks for being a skattie Zo.                                                                

FRIDAY /// GUTEN TAG EXHIBITION OPENING AT WORD OF ART AND 8 PICS FROM THAT OTHER CLUB

Wow, such a fucking amazing weekend skattie, so fucking amazing it's still continuing, So excuse me if I can't be fucked to do a proper write-up right now, the party has to continue because i have to go back to work tomorrow (as in the real job). Anyway, do enjoy these pics from Friday night, and be so kind as to pray to the god of your understanding that i may gain strength to re-visit this post and do the write-up that you deserve, for now let me get back to my friends and my gin & tonic.

A RANDOM SELECTION OF SKATTIELISCIOUS MOMENTS FROM THE LAST 30 DAYS, A COUPLE OF FAMOUS FACES AND TWO ARTWORKS BY DOROTHEE KREUTZFELDT

3 THINGS YOU MAY NOT JUDGE ME FOR:

1. Images from the Saturday market at the Labia; ja skattie i know, i'm always there every fucking saturday snapping away, and i guess that doesn't do much for variety. Ag buttfuckit skat, as long as the crowd there brings on the damage, i'm gonna keep on bringing my camera. Anyway, this time i've also included pics from the old biscuit mill night market in Woodstock and if you're market whore like me, you'll spot which pics belong to which market.

2. Including pics of Tamara Dey and Jack Parow in this post; yes skattie i know they are not looking particularly skattieliscious and i am just as disappointed as you at them. It's as if they don't know that the famous people owe it to the rest of us to look unattainably fabulous at all times. The pics were taken at my friend the artist and lead singer of New York based SA band Gazelle, Xander Ferreira's party. Xander flew back to NY today and that was his bye bye party. I was of course  totally trashed as usual and spent way too much time doing some drunken swimming at the pool, so thanks to my friend Zolitha for grabbing my camera and going all paparazzo. I've been told that famous faces are good for blogs, so whateva, that's my story and i'm sticking to it.

3. Punting my friends' merchandise; Well, a friend of a friend in this case. I know Maria Mcloy through a few friends and we've run into each other a couple of times in the last couple of months and i ran into her at the Labia market this past saturday and she had a stall selling some vintage gear and fucking awesome ethno print caps. She's pictured above wearing one of her caps. I've seen a few of them on Jozi skatties including a snap i took of artist Kudzi Chiurai, that would be the one directly below Maria's pic. If you also like the caps you can get a hold of Maria on 0823400262.