I’m so inspired thanks to the good-natured people of this planet.
Big shout goes out to my lovely @sarahatherton, auntie SM , @asorrati ,@mertcoward, ever hard working B and many others you know yourself. Special mention goes to the good folks @Zimbabwe Flora for the hard work and generosity.
So excited for the coming months with projects ranging from graphic art to elementary craft work, experimenting with ceramics in time for the almighty autumn/winter launch, throwing in the mix php coding in the fray.
Yeah! living the dream.
How does that work?
Project X is the crown of the Cassava jewel and will be released for the first time to the public towards the end of the year. This will be a big event not to be missed, but we are still months away.
Can’t contain myself!
Moving on to the launch of Chamba Goto collection for this summer called Mubvumo, with an aim to bring awareness to the plight of our environment. This is a war cry to the eco warriors within us and help our brothers put an end to this man made disasters anywhere in the world.
We are so used to seeing our beloved land polluted, rivers flowing with crude oil in Nigeria, the illegal logging in D.R.C, rivers that used to flow with spring water as pure as nectar and as soothing as morning dew, now they are now flowing with mercury.
This is the state of the little stream I grew up swimming in and now, well, its impossible to enjoy it as before, its water is now hazardous to our health whereas before it was good for you; sad times.
The flora and fauna is being decimated beyond recognition, but now we have to make a stand.
Anywhere I digress.
I was having a Skype session with my Auntie, as you do, the joys of technology!
Like mothers she wanted to know what I have been up to as she lives in Canada and Skype is so convenient to get in touch with the loved ones far away with so much ease.
We started to talk of the upcoming projects from Cassava Designs, especially Chamba Goto, and I showed her one my latest designs and she immediately made a link to the bygone era of her childhood, the artwork took her back to the 60s when a tree called Mubvumo (Borassus palms) was abundant when she was growing up in the Vimba area of Chimanimani.
She is someone far away from home, deep in diaspora, and wished she could fly, however her medical condition prevents her from travelling for long periods without specialist care. She fired up Google earth and zoomed into her homeland of Vimba in Chimanimani,Zimbabwe.
This is the place were she spend all her childhood and she has special memories tied to this special little place in our family history.
One of the images that ranked high in the famed Google algorithm when querying Haroni Forest Reserve in the search engine is an image by photographer Bart Wursten. This image stuck in auntie Sarah’s mind because it spoke volumes to her, as Mubvumo is the subject of this piece of magnificent photography.
So when I showed her the design I was working on it reminded her of the plight of Borassus palms (Mubvumo) because according to the records this image is of one of the last remaining trees of its kind in Zimbabwe yet when auntie was growing up this tree was abundant.
Thus Mubvumo was born although the design already existed before this moving story came to life with Sarah Myambo.
Chamba-Goto’s first installment 9 years ago was very experimental with lots of themes and varied inspiration. I look back to this time and I feel it was one of the most interesting moments of my life. It represents African Renaissance movement’s Afrocentric assimilation to the western world, merely as a reflection.
The project evolved with valued input from dear friends and acquaintances and now the feeling is to let the eagle soar.
Mubvumo is the calling.
This art piece represents the Mubvumo, however sadly; maybe by the time of writing, the tree may not be in existence in its last known habitat in Zimbabwe.
I got wind of all this looming ecological disaster in the Rusitu Valley where environmental disaster is order of the day. Relatives and friends had told me that the beloved Muchira stream that flowed at the bottom of my cousins’ garden where I spent cooling off summer holidays’ heat swimming had dried up.
I immediately froze, shocked! I could not believe it and until today I still have not recovered from the trauma.
There it was! The only land of beauty I had known and loved was being pillaged. This is amargeddon! The little heaven in the mountains now spews rivers of bloody red mud instead of milk and honey.
The conservation spirit evaporated ages ago when I used to spent summer afternoon traversing up and down the stream admiring all the natural treasures this beautiful land had on offer.
Long are the days when everything around was green and lush it’s now tinged with mud and some unknown oxides dangerous to the biodiversity of the area.
Gold panning is now the industry surpassing forestry and agricultural produce.The modus operandi seems to be we will get it anywhere and everywhere and by any means. Collateral damage is order of the day.
Why give the future generations the spoils when we can have it right now!
Understandbly we are so heart broken that we could see the land we love so much being stripped of it riches in the most brutal manner.
Mubvumo tells the story of ecological disasters everywhere on the planet.
We need to save Mubvumo this summer.
Spread the word