I spent a lot of time trying to reconcile with my identity growing up. Being comfortable within my own skin was my biggest challenge while growing up in a country where there is racial divide (SA). It was always you're not black enough, or You’re too white. But also, I grew up in a dualistic world, being in English schools and living in a black community.
English was the main language where I could fully express myself because I was speaking more of it than my native languages. But I remember going back home and having to re-adapt. My friends were speaking my native language, and I would miss certain phrases or words said in conversations. I felt torn between these two worlds and how I showed up in both of them. (I was also learning 5 languages in between.) It kind of created this moment of who am I?
When I started learning how to write, I felt I could be who I wanted to be and express the fullness of myself…
The love for writing is close to my heart because being an only child, unable to easily share my thoughts with spoken words enabled me to transmute this with written words. Playing with words was like painting a picture. It helped me to be more expressive.
I then started painting with music... I use this to paint an image of a journey that I take people on. It's a soul connection that I create to connect and find resonance.
I think music has always been a part of my life...
Life is a question of choices to me; you choose to create or to not create.
Creating is, I feel, expressing the fullness of your being and why you came to exist. For me, this is my journey; this is why I came here.