Friendship and Happy Endings
by Immaculate Mlambo
It was not an ordinary day at the KZNSA Gallery. People came to view art, but it was not the regular art in frames. It was an art that could move, that could jump, sing and tell tales of history.
The 29th of August is a day that I will never forget because of the amazing experience I had at the gallery. My arrival in the afternoon was early (as per usual); however the guys were all late… again. I was walking around the new space, wondering, in my head how we were going to move in such a tiny place. How were we going to do lifts when the ceiling is this close?
We started our first rehearsal and to my surprise, we didn’t have to change anything, we just needed to be aware of the space. Migrations (at the feet of Kali) choreographed by Lliane Loots in collaboration with Manesh Maharaj, Iain ewok Robinson and us the ADD Flatfoot Dancers, has been a rewarding experience.
Working with three very talented people is why I consider myself so lucky. Lliane is just an amazing human being.
I have to admit, being the only girl in the group has made me a better dancer, I can’t afford to get lazy because boys never get tired. I have to be on my game the whole time, but what I love about the ADD Dancers, as much as they are a huge pain in the butt, we stick together and we look after each other.
After final rehearsals, we had a break and grabbed something to eat, then returned to do warm-up and focus exercises. After the warm-up ewok did a focus exercise, we were focusing on breathing together because as much as we were going to be doing different things on stage we are still one team and have to stick together.
Ten minutes before showtime, we are on standby, on stage waiting for the audience to be seated. The crowd settles…lights go on, I can feel my legs shake and I’m trying so hard not to fart (my nerves were killing me). We started together as an ensemble, I could feel everybody was focussed and working together. With my cue to sing Senzenina and my throat just went dry, I started panicking but I sang anyway.
A lasting memory that made my whole night is when we were huddled by a tin bath, which was a true signifier of our friendship a happy ending to Migrations…
I had so much fun!