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Please enjoy watching our award winning film Like Water below.
LIKE WATER acknowledges the resilience of our ancestors, passed down from generation to generation. A world unkind to our people, yet somehow we survive. A world that that has conditioned us to not see the beauty of our skin, hair, culture and our people. But like water we flow, like water we change shape. We remain resilient.
Concept, Choreography & Direction by Mthuthuzeli November
Director of Photography & Edited by Nauris Buksevics
Written by Asisipho Malunga, narration by Mthuthuzeli November
Composed & Performed by Georgina Lloyd-Owen
Company Dancers: José Alves, Isabela Coracy, Alexander Fadayiro, Marie Astrid Mence & Ebony Thomas
Mntana we langa (Children of the sun)
Camagu (Gratitude) awusemhle mntanedlozi. (you are beautiful)
You who walks with the ancients, the ones who walked before, before and before was a thing. Radiant, proud, magnificent adorned by the sun. Surely there has been no greater love. A love that lights you up from the inside langa.
There are those that are envious of that very light. You see it in their admonishing glooms and glares as you walk by proud, head up to the most high. The very embodiment of the kings who came before, before and before was a thing.
How dare the child of a former slave be so brave. How dare you be so black, so proud. I say how dare you not.
The spirits of the water have seen a great many things. They have seen a people, captured, abducted and sold over the centuries only to be bought and sold again.
She has borne witness to lifeless bodies washed up, drowned on the shore, no compass to direct them home, the only connection with home being the ocean herself. Does she grieve for the lives lost journeying between her seas? Mothers, brothers, sisters. Others separated by you…others reunited in spite of you.
So again we meet at the water’s shore. This time for healing, for cleansing, for forgiveness. In honour of those who have come before and in honour of ourselves. We too are always moving forward as a people as her people. We have learned the spirit of resilience, of carrying others more than we carry ourselves. We give birth to new heartaches at the start of each new moon. The heartbreak that colours our skin. A colourful swearword in today’s day.
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