Reflective Portraits in South Africa
by Stacey, Soweto, South Africa

Chill & Spill Exercise: How others see me, how I see myself, how I want to be seen
Soul stirring aptly describes my day in Soweto facilitating a Chill & Spill workshop with 20 girls I’ve grown to care for as my younger sisters.
Dawn broke on a rainy, gray and cold start to our winter. I drove from Johannesburg, parked my car on the outskirts of Soweto and transferred my art materials and sandwiches into a taxi. I watched the contrasting views from tin shacks in squatter camps to newly built houses until I arrived at a small, cold room deep in the heart of this intriguing township.
The girls trickled in, wet and chilly, and we all exchanged welcoming hugs. Slowly the room transformed into an energized and creative vibe. The warmth of our sisterhood embraced us.
We brought out our Chill & Spill books and chatted about the next activity about how each girl sees herself, how others see her and how she would like to be seen. Portraits of self-reflection. This is significant, as these girls have had their photos posted on the internet. They wonder what Art with Heart’s readers are thinking about them. It’s a long distance relationship, in a way unknown and unseen. Some don’t have access to computers and rely on me as their mediator, their informant. I’m honored to hold their trust.
This is a space where a girl who has given birth to a child can leave her responsibilities behind and be the young girl she still is. This is the space where a girl who was raped can be held and comforted. This is the space where a talented young woman who hasn’t found the opportunity for tertiary education can escape her cleaner’s job and explore her creative abilities. This is a space for respite from poverty and its consequences.
This is a space where a girl can ask me to please keep her painted portrait safe. She can’t take it home to the shack she shares with her granny, because the roof leaks and she doesn’t want her artwork to get spoiled by rainwater.
Each portrait paints a unique picture of a girl in Soweto her dreams, her aspirations, her challenges, her abilities. I wrapped the precious portraits and carried them home. This is not a tourist’s journey. This is reality. This is a portrait of South Africa’s extreme complexity and contrast, through the eyes of a girl reflected in a woman.
I have written this blog as if I was writing in my own Chill & Spill journal. It’s my own personal reflection and I hope it gives you a glimpse into the humanity of our group.



