Art and Design

Observers of the settlers' town

Anthea Buys

Mikhael Subotzky's new film brings the personal lives of Grahamstown's resident tour guides into the settler discourse.

Mikhael Subotzky's new film brings the personal lives of Grahamstown's resident tour guides into the settler discourse.

Griffiths Sokuyeka’s laughter is misplaced. He uses it to punctuate trifling facts, such as the age of the building, or the common names of the sections in which we linger: “foyer”, “atrium”, “fountain”, “theatre”. He has been giving the same tour of the 1820 Settlers Monument in Grahamstown for more than a ­decade. The sequence and wording are his own invention, although there has been occasional guidance from his employers, the senior custodians of the ­Grahamstown Foundation and its assets.

Sokuyeka is a caretaker in the building and takes good care of his responsibilities, which extend to hoisting and lowering the flags of South Africa and the Grahamstown Foundation each day, turning the fountain on and off and generally preventing disorder within his ambit.

He does these things with a proficiency that signals a greater aptitude. There are visitors to the site for whom he hopes to make the experience exceptional: schoolchildren, especially those who come for day trips from the townships. And so he invests these tasks, which a different person might have thought mundane, with a special gravity. It is still summer, but his collared shirt and tie are immaculate over what must be a thick vest.

He has the decorum of a waning generation.

Sokuyeka features as one of two protagonists in a new film by Mikhael Subotzky. The film, titled Moses and Griffiths after its principal subjects, reconstructs Grahamstown’s history through the narratives presented by Sokuyeka and Moses Lamani, who works as a guide at the Observatory Museum on the other side of the town.

By the time I arrive in Grahamstown to observe Subotzky’s work-in-progress and meet Lamani and Sokuyeka, he has interviewed them almost daily during several long sojourns in this small Eastern Cape town.

Subotzky received the Standard Bank Young Artist award for visual art in 2012. The award grants the winner a travelling solo exhibition, which customarily starts at the Monument Gallery in Grahamstown and then shows at as many public institutions around the country as are able to include it in their annual programme.

Subotzky has been preparing Moses and Griffiths, a key element of his award show Retinal Shift, in the town itself. There are five other pieces, some of which reconfigure material he has made or collected in the past 10 years. Others, such as Moses and Griffiths, are newly filmed.

Personal histories

Moses and Griffiths proceeds from two architectural sites symbolic of inspection: the Observatory Museum, which contains a Victorian camera obscura built for the purpose of locating the town doctor, and the 1820 Settlers Monument, a brutalist hulk erected in the 1960s to “watch over” the English language in South Africa. The tours given by Lamani and Sokuyeka originate in some physical feature of the buildings where they work, whether the mechanism of the camera obscura or the assortment and layout of rooms and theatres named to honour cultural saints, before they vault into the history of the town.

At Subotzky’s prompting, the men also talk about their own lives in the film, revealing their personal histories embedded in the streets and buildings of the town.

These four stories, each man’s official tour and the personal tour that is its counterpoint, their clashes and convergences, will be orchestrated in the installation.

Sokuyeka’s tour starts with the history of the British citizens who sailed to and finally settled in South Africa in 1820. Their saga is punctuated by numerous “challenges”: destitution in their homeland, a long time at sea and then a protracted war with the Boers. Although Britain’s colonisation of South Africa was fraught with abuse, he portrays the settlers as well intentioned and vulnerable.

The inception of the Nationalist government in South Africa in 1948 is described as a threat to the survival of the English language in the country. The advent of apartheid does not figure in his narrative, as though within the concrete and yellowwood shell of the monument a world exists in which the most sinister thing former prime minister DF Malan could have done was to ban the reading of Thomas Pringle.

Sokuyeka has been faithful to the settler history he tells, often deliberately avoiding other narrative strands in South Africa’s past. After a blaze destroyed the monument in 1994, much of the building’s interior had to be reconstructed and many South African artists offered support by donating artworks to the Grahamstown ­Foundation.

Despite Sokuyeka’s efforts to solicit information about these more recent works, his knowledge of the foundation’s art collection ends at the Cecil Skotnes woodcut panels commissioned in 1985. These hang in the central atrium of the monument and Sokuyeka regards them as a highlight of his tour. He decodes them slowly, one at a time, adding ornamental pauses and repetitions. Now and again he looks the camera straight in the eye.

The effect, when the footage is played back, is that Sokuyeka appears to look directly at the viewer. In so doing, he breaks with the ­cinematic convention that so well facilitates an audience’s suspension of disbelief: in the ordinary course of things, the actors never look directly at the camera. We pretend they are unaware of being watched and nothing is demanded in return besides, perhaps, the cost of a movie ticket.

Self reflection

With Sokuyeka looking occasionally into the lens, it is possible for us to fantasise that the inspection proceeds in both directions, that we are not simply voyeurs. In fact, as we might with a photograph, we may imagine that he does look at us. His image will hold this power for as long as Subotzky’s material survives, even after the embodied Sokuyeka is no more.

Yet, when Sokuyeka looks directly into the lens of Subotzky’s camera, he is not looking at another person, even though he appears to be. When we look at him on screen and assume the position of his addressee, we are really only inserting ourselves in place of a machine with a single   prosthetic eye. During the filming process, the direction of Sokuyeka’s gaze is a measure of his personal connection to what he says.

Some weeks into their work together, Subotzky encourages him to alternate his routine tour of the monument with an improvised one about himself. This personal tour, a history of Grahamstown peppered with his own experiences, Sokuyeka calls his “profile”. In these sessions, it is as if he wants to look over or through the camera to reach ­Subotzky’s eyes. In response, ­Subotzky moves the camera to his shoulder while still filming and Sokuyeka anchors his eyes in Subotzky’s. In these moments, it is just as Roland Barthes writes: “The photographer’s ‘second sight’ does not consist in ‘seeing’ but in being there.”

As with his regular tour, Sokuyeka becomes increasingly at ease at performing his personal tour, sloughing off his stories. He tells us that during the evenings at his home he looks through a box of photographs in search of “things” — by which he means memories — for Subotzky and the film he is making.

The camera’s promise has given a particular curvature to his life; Sokuyeka, too, wants to be remembered. Among all the plaques and stones he wants one of his own that recognises his having “done something for the foundation”.

He says: “They must put my name on the wall over there and they must always say: ‘Griffiths — we remember everything he did for this place.’ ”

These are edited extracts from the catalogue titled Retinal Shift, published by Steidl, and the content is used courtesy of the Goodman Gallery and Standard Bank. The exhibition Retinal Shift will be shown at the Monument Gallery and at the Gallery in the Round at the National Arts Festival that runs in Grahamstown from June 28 to July 8. Subotzky’s film is produced by Good Cop

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