Curl Up
and Dye. More Than Just a Theatrical Experience

On Tuesday night we all got dressed for dinner
and the Theater at Nelson Mandela Square in Sandton. We were going to see the
play Curl Up and Dye which was a famous play written in 1989. This play was a
radical portrayal of some of the challenges facing communities during the
apartheid years. It depicted the relationship between two white women, a
coloured woman passing as white, and two black women in a hair salon. They
spend more time discussing life and politics than taking care of hair and this
mirror into the world of 1989 was eye opening and shocking. While watching they
show I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. The scenes were electrifying and
thought provoking and inspiring. I was at times confused but the overwhelming
power of the performance reminded me that emotion can tell the story that words
cannot. As we discovered the challenges of accepting the gray area as
acceptable, I never expected to be impacted in such memorable way.
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Set of Curl Up and Dye |
At the end of the show we had a chance to talk
with the playwright and the cast. At first the questions were simple and I was
still getting over the fact that we were meeting the cast, it was so
unexpected! I was lost in their words and passion. We learned that this show
has taken on many roles and as it’s being performed again years after the end
of Apartheid audiences are responding very differently to this drama. When once
the crowd would erupt in laughter they now sit quietly. Nothing is sugar coated
and the accounts are realistic so now when people watch they are stuck. Should
I laugh? Is this actually embarrassing? Are they in fact right? Is our society
today anymore just? It is really difficult to see the oppressive actions of
your life displayed for an audience since many people do not know whether to be
proud or be distant. The playwright said that many people who see this play are
“diseased” they are suffering from complacency and more so are those who are
not in attendance at all. Those are the people who often need to see this. The
mirror that this show created shared that the gray area still exists and when
we stand up proud and pronounce that racism doesn’t exist anymore what we are
actually saying is that silently we are still judging people and discriminating
based on race. Everyone is. The world is still paying for the price that cost
us during the Civil Rights Movement and Apartheid years. We create a new gray
area each day we don’t talk about the issues that our society still faces
today; we prefer to distance ourselves because that’s easier. But is it really?
I was once again reminded that we often learn the most when we do not expect to
be educated at all!
This conversation was such a raw experience
and when so often we are caught up, fascinated or tongue tied not knowing what
to ask or say watching this organic exchange felt like I was practically
watching a whole other show. The actors and actresses shared with us their
experiences growing up in Apartheid. From those who unknowingly perpetuated the
struggle as young children unaware of the consequences of their actions to
those who faced its trauma each day it was an unbelievable conversation to
whiteness! The emotion was real and hearing their accounts was better than the
show. This was learning in its best form! I was shocked that I was watching
this because for once I felt like people spoke about the things that were
tough. As intense as it was, difficult to hear, I was appreciative for their
accounts and honesty. I didn’t need to know what to ask because having the
freedom to talk about the past was motivation enough to get this cast really
going. I couldn’t say how much time passed because I was so engrossed and
impressed by this conversation. I learned so much! Experiencing this shed a new
light on the passion and impact of theater and I believe the cast was just as
influenced as we were.
These conversations need to happen! We must
talk about the tough stuff and more importantly, we need to learn from those
around us and acknowledge their stories as a part of our own whether or not we
understand how just yet.
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