Art
Contemporary abstract visual artist
Paintings & Sculpture
Expressing both ancient & contemporary manifestations of Africa's traditions & culture
Vrije Academie, Den Haag, Holland
Slingsby rejects Apartheid education's white privilege
The Vrije Academie in The Hague was more than an art school.
In the latter half of the 20th century, it was a crucible for innovation,
a space defying conventions, embracing emerging art forms,
and cultivating a generation of boundary-pushing artists.
In a liberal Holland of the 70s and 80s, where societal boundaries blurred, when prostitutes publicly peddled their wares and
heroin addicts were supplied needles and syringe,
the Vrije Academie stood at the forefront of contemporary art education.
Slingsby in his Den Haag studio 1978
For Slingsby, this bastion of artistic freedom offered an escape from Apartheid’s morally bankrupt educational system which loomed as an injustice he could neither ignore nor accept. The Soweto Uprising of 1976 was a searing indictment of the inequities of institutionalised racism, pervasive of all Apartheid education. It would have been an anathema for Slingsby to benefit from white privilege while the majority suffered. His rejected these privileges and enrolled at the Vrije Academie, where he would self-fund throughout his five year study sojourn by exhibiting and selling art.
Under the anti-authoritarian ethos of George Lampe, Slingsby spent five magical years at the Vrije Akademie, in Holland, immersed in the culture feast and freedoms of Europe. The traditional Dutch training was contrasted with the counterculture of the time; a mix of revolutionary politics, Carlos Castaneda writings, punks, sex, drugs and rock ‘n roll. For the curious and creative in nature, it opened minds and possibilities.
Holland was recognised as a fiercely anti-apartheid country and The Vrije Academie endorsed vigorous political awareness, aligning Slingsby's art and ethics. By age 23, Slingsby had 24 exhibitions in Holland and was recognized among the top ten Dutch fijnschilders (fine painters), exhibiting socio-political art like Whites Only.
But, home is where the heart is. In 1981, Slingsby returned to South Africa.
Whites only 1977 Oil on canvas | Painted in Den Haag
The magnetic Richtersveld Desert | Petroglyphs | People
A mirror into Slingsby's soul
Trance Images of the Richtersveld, Goodman Gallery
Groundbreaking use of non-figurative petroglyphs in his art
South African rock art, with the ubiquitous rock paintings featuring eland to spear carrying bushman engrained and commodified into the South African psyche, adorn everything from fine art to coffee cups.
What Slingsby did was groundbreaking. He brought the rock art from the Richtersveld, largely unknown to the public and lacking in academic discourse, into his art, with his 1989 Goodman Gallery exhibition Trance images of the Richtersveld. Unlike the painted rock art, the non-figurative petroglyphs, introduced South Africans to a deeper, more abstract visual language. And significantly, this represented ancient art, as new material, shared in an art gallery and out in the public domain.
His process was reverential, not appropriative, painstakingly recreating the glyphs dot-for-dot, set against a backdrop of his visual understanding of an altered state of consciousness. He lived and breathed petroglyphs, meticulously observing the mystery of the exceptional lines made by the ancient artists, with his maxim “they (the lines) always avoid the obvious”.
Metamorphosis 1989 Oil on canvas
Lewis-Williams opens Slingsby's Goodman show
Trance images of the Richtersveld
Mutual respect between academic and artist
Richtersveld petroglyph site
An historical document
Unlike South African cave rock art sites, the sheer scale of the spread of the petroglyphs onto the black dolomitic rock, makes the location so compelling and so complex. Today, the Richtersveld petroglyphs face growing threats. Mining, agriculture, and neglect steadily erode their legacy. Heritage assessments, often mired in conflicting interests, fail to prioritise these irreplaceable treasures.
This neglect reflects a bitter irony: a site that stands as South Africa’s most expansive historical book, with the Gariep River as spine, where for millennia, autochthonic man dwelt along the riverbanks, is now being steadily destroyed. Its pages, the pavements of black dolomite rock, the text, the petroglyphs engraved by ancient hands, tell a story of humanity deeply intertwined with the environment. From ancient glyphs, smoothed and darkened with time, along the way, Nama tell the story of traditions embracing altered states of consciousness, to the arrival of the colonisers and the conflicts, till the ‘poetry’ of present day graffiti. It's as much an historical document, as it is a rock art site, with no parallel elsewhere in South Africa spanning type and time.
Yet this living record, a cultural legacy, is seemingly dismissed as expendable.
The Goodman Gallery exhibition was not an act of artistic imperialism but one of reverence. Slingsby’s work honoured a culture all but obliterated by colonization, displacement and neglect; an act of reverence for a landscape and its timeless stories, a book we must preserve before it is lost forever. Slingsby’s knowledge and archive of the Richtersveld petroglyphs remains unmatched, a precious record of a cultural heritage we cannot afford to lose.
Forthcoming essays
Future essays will address attempts by academics to undermine Slingsby’s contributions through omissions and distortions. Framed as critique, it carried the marks of an academic mugging, an attack cloaked in the guise of scholarly analysis, weaponized to dismiss Slingsby’s work and elevate the editor’s agenda. Such actions reveal the darker undercurrents of South African academia, where power has too often been wielded with impunity, silencing voices and distorting narratives.
But for now, let us remember that his quest began not as a battle against rivals but on a spectacular rock art site which has become a rubbish dump. It is Slingsby's quest to find out who is accountable, why and how, it happened, as an act of reverence for a landscape and its timeless stories, a book we must preserve before it is lost forever.