The photo studio in Zonnebloem is white-washed and pristine. Old issues of Dazed and Confused are arranged neatly on the white tressle tables. In the front, two men are entangled in a dangerous balance of tensions. The shorter one is doing some kind of vertical handstand off the side of the bigger, dreadlocked one’s thighs. He spins and lands gently on his feet. Another man fiddles with the sound on the radio-lining up a playlist of Kriss-Kross, KRS-1 and Tupac.

The Ninja Turtles are a relatively new crew. New, except T-time Terry, B-boy Roots and B-boy The-Curse collectively have over 25 years of dance experience between them. read more…