Summarize this content to 2000 words in 6 paragraphs in Arabic My personal style signifier is understated elegance. I\u2019m interested in sartorial philosophy and knowledge as well as colour, sculpture and material. The nobility of material is especially important to me \u2013 I don\u2019t wear viscose, nylon or anything like that. Design should be visually and aesthetically generative, with a connection to where the item was made. Clothes should say something.\u00a0The last thing I bought and loved was a pair of jeans from my dear brother, Lamine Badian Kouyat\u00e9, founder of the Xuly B\u00ebt label, who is one of my fashion gods. I call him a\u00a0kamikaze of fashion because he\u2019s in it without being in it. He\u2019s Malian-Senegalese, lives and works in Paris and went into fashion after training as an architect. He makes clothing that fits Black women\u2019s bodies in a space that\u2019s somewhere between streetwear and high-end fashion. This pair of jeans is, like, the fifth iteration of a style he\u2019s been doing for more than 20 years. They are very baggy and dark, hip-hop style, and when you roll them up, you can see Xuly B\u00ebt\u2019s logo in red. They\u2019re so flamboyant.The place that means a lot to me is Dakar, Senegal \u2013 my everything. It\u2019s the place I came of age professionally, where I really became a curator and an exhibition-maker. Dakar made me who I am today. There\u2019s a natural elegance to Senegalese culture and people. Of course, there\u2019s a material sartorial element, but I\u2019m talking about the elegance of spirit and mind. Senegal has this extremely welcoming, pacifist ancestral culture. I\u2019m in\u00a0Cape Town now but, mentally, I live in Dakar. It\u2019s the one and only place for me.I never buy souvenirs. It\u2019s cheesy, it\u2019s tacky, it\u2019s stupid. What I bring home is my experience with people, which is emotional, intellectual and spiritual.\u00a0The best book I\u2019ve read in the past year is a book on African philosophies, The Ink of the Scholars: Reflections on Philosophy in Africa, by Souleymane Bachir Diagne, one\u00a0of our most brilliant thinkers. He challenges the\u00a0idea that there isn\u2019t a philosophical framework to\u00a0African societies. There are ideas around Africans being the great architects of\u00a0hospitality and Diagne reflects on what the African approach to humanity is. What does it mean to be careful, mindful and caring? It\u2019s not just about welcoming people to your home or feeding them. Hospitality is carrying people, making people feel comfortable in your environment \u2013 it\u2019s intellectual and emotional. Everyone should read Diagne, full stop.I don\u2019t listen to podcasts \u2013 I prefer radio, which is less constructed.\u00a0Nobody ever knows themselves, really. You\u2019re never what you think you areMy style icons are my mum and grandma. My grandma has passed and my mum is ageing, so she doesn\u2019t spend that much time on style any more, but I learned elegance from them. Women of that generation would\u00a0make clothes for themselves and their\u00a0children. My grandma was very, very traditional. What I liked about their style was that everything was effortless, which a lot of\u00a0people tell me about my own style. I don\u2019t really pay attention to what I wear most of the\u00a0time. I wake up in the morning, I\u2019m in a certain mood and I pick something. Nothing is planned. It\u2019s like cooking \u2013 pantry cooking!\u00a0The best gift I give is chocolate, usually Cameroonian or Swiss. I also gift a lot of clothing. The best plan is to hang around with me while I\u2019m away. I never really go shopping, but sometimes when I have a moment between meetings and I\u2019m in a place where some of my favourite designers are, I\u2019ll find a moment to visit somewhere. Whoever is with me will always get something too.And the best gift I\u2019ve received is the faithfulness and love of my friends \u2013 artists Otobong Nkanga and Julie Mehretu, among others. Their support and belief in my work and vision\u2009.\u2009.\u2009.\u2009that\u2019s the best gift I can have.My favourite building is Immeuble des Eaux in Dakar. I love traditional African architecture, but this building has a mystery behind its origins. For the longest time it was said to have been built by Le Corbusier, but that has never actually been proven. And I\u00a0love where it\u2019s located. When you come downtown, it\u2019s the first building you see.The last music I downloaded was Massive Attack\u2019s debut album, Blue Lines. I\u2019ve been listening to it on a loop for the past three weeks and I don\u2019t know why. I haven\u2019t listened to it in years, but I\u2019m completely back to that Bristol Massive Attack moment.I have a collection of shoes, but you can\u2019t call it a collection. I\u2019d call it an obsession. They include Studio Wud\u00e9, Marni, Prada, Nike and Stefi Talman.The best way to spend \u00a320 \u2013 about 500 South African rand \u2013\u00a0is on two whisky sours at Between\u00a0Us in Cape Town.I\u2019ve recently discovered I have a problem with the concept of discovery \u2013 the\u00a0term is misleading. When we say\u00a0we\u2019ve discovered something, what we\u00a0mean\u00a0is that\u00a0it\u2019s the first time we have\u00a0personally been exposed to it. But\u00a0you\u00a0are not the first person to interact with that thing. There are\u00a0a lot of curators and creatives who say, \u201cI\u00a0discovered this, I discovered that.\u201d It\u2019s super-pretentious to think you discovered anything in\u00a0the 21st century.In my fridge you\u2019ll always find ginger juice, butter, chilli paste and champagne \u2013 I like Ruinart or Le Lude, a natural sparkling wine. Next to water, champagne is the only thing you can drink at any time of the day, from breakfast to dinner.I couldn\u2019t do without my glasses. I wear a pair by Fielmann.An indulgence I would never forgo is great food! All the great African dishes \u2013 I love them to death. And, of course, Japanese food. Delicious food doesn\u2019t need to be super-elaborate; I love comfort food like Jamaican callaloo or a good Brazilian feijoada. I joke that you can always corrupt me with food, particularly okra soup. I have a group of friends and we call each other \u201cokrapolitans\u201d; I\u2019m the high priestess of the okra church.My beauty guru is Hattie Makelele, who plaits my cornrows and has been doing my\u00a0hair in Cape Town since 2019. I\u00a0like super-traditional braiding. I\u2019m interested in everyday people who\u00a0are\u00a0good at their craft.I do believe in life after death because I\u00a0come from an ancestral Black education where we believe in parallel lives and realities. There is no \u201cafter death\u201d, \u201cbefore death\u201d or \u201cduring life\u201d. It doesn\u2019t matter that much. I believe in energies \u2013 living or dead \u2013 and in cosmic strength.\u00a0The beauty staple I\u2019m never without is pure shea butter that we buy at the market for $2. It\u2019s the best, particularly for Black skin.\u00a0My favourite room in my house is my bedroom, which is both a refuge and a place to work. I work a lot from bed. I wake up quite early \u2013 around five, five-thirty \u2013 and it\u2019s between then and eight that my best ideas come together. I gather my thoughts, take notes and write emails. By the time I get up I\u2019ve already worked for two or three hours.The artist who changed everything for me was Senegalese conceptual artist Issa Samb. I always understood art as an objective, a commodified materiality. With Issa, I got into this sphere of understanding art as a philosophy of life, as a thing that can be intangible. That led me to my current position where I see it as an extension of life.\u00a0On my Instagram \u201cFor You\u201d page you\u2019ll find a lot of art and design. I read very critical magazines \u2013 The Atlantic, The Brooklyn Rail, Africa Is a Country, Le Monde Diplomatique \u2013 so those all come up. And also braiding styles such as cornrow.\u00a0In another life, I would have been a midwife. I nearly trained at one point, but then I went into art. I think of curating as another form of midwifery, in so\u00a0far as you enable works to be born.My favourite app is maybe Google Maps. It changed my life. Mostly I\u2019m an IT idiot; an analogue survivor in the digital world.When I need to feel inspired, I go to sleep. For ages, I felt that sleep was a waste of time. I would brag, \u201cOh, I don\u2019t need more than three or four hours.\u201d Then I became smarter and understood that accumulation of fatigue has incredible repercussions on your life, on your body, on many things.The best bit of advice I ever received was to be conscious of the blind spots. Nobody ever knows themselves, really. You\u2019re never what you think you are. Since I\u00a0became the executive director and chief curator of Zeitz Museum of Contemporary Art Africa, where I lead 70-plus people, I\u2019ve had to depend on the mirror of others to see myself fully. By growing your self-awareness and becoming more conscious of the fact there are things you can\u2019t see, you become more alert\u00a0to the things within yourself and the people around you.\u00a0<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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