The Ndebele Superhero in: “Time”

We speak of being our ancestors wildest dreams and this is the fruition of that testament.

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Photography: @erem_malo
Creative direction: @ndebelesuperhero
Assistant: @ntabiso_sojane

Zana Masombuka’s Time tell’s the tale of our search for the footsteps behind us, lost in the sands. The African offspring’s search and therefore humankind’s quest for who we are. The varying states of the lemons illustrates the shades between the ages. from the zest and refreshment of the African youth to the sweetness of the darker fruit’s experience.


The Youth: A citric acidic sting of arrogance that manifests from a place every lost soul knows; a protective cloak of bravado that grows when you’re not whole. A sting that stems from our vulnerability which mirrors the delicate texture of a lemon, a vulnerability rooted in our disconnection from them.
Them being ourselves, who we are, where we are from and who we were.

For it is the valleys we come from and the inclinations within our blood that guide us to who we’re meant to be.

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The reluctance of our elders is expressed in the dark, older lemon’s that are sweeter in taste and wisdom. A representation of the enduring spirit of the older African; having survived worse, they live on still. Armed with Frantz Fanon’s insights, Zana depicts the elder African as someone who has been rendered as a pariah.  A pariah whose tradition, way of life and tongue has been destroyed without the oppressors intention of allowing a full assimilation into western culture.


Thembisile Mkhatshwa incants our plea in poetry:

the people

Liberation and Reconciliation

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The third phase speaks of the united soul of the African, from young to old. The presence of both dark and light lemons reflect that a collaboration of zest and wisdom is essential in this time for our transcendence. Our Time is the Present.