Our latest contribution is by Langa, a creator whose work we discovered on IG earlier this year and instantly knew we wanted to follow.

What resonated with us most was its authenticity. In a digital landscape where so much content can feel derivative, Langa's work possesses a distinct visual language that is entirely her own. There is minimalism and structure, but also softness, fluidity and moments of quiet maximalism. You can recognise British and wider Western influences, yet there is an equally undeniable African sensibility woven throughout her work.
What truly sets her apart, however, is the way she uses nature and architecture, not simply as a backdrop, but as collaborators. Landscapes, buildings and light become active participants in her storytelling, framing the extension, contraction and movement of her body in ways that feel both powerful and deeply considered. It is performance and stillness existing in the same frame. Few contemporary artists do this with such consistency, and the only one that springs to mind is Solange.

Inviting Langa to share Her Travel felt like a natural next step. As expected, her responses are every bit as authentic, thoughtful, honest and inspiring as the work that first drew us to her. We hope you enjoy reading it as much as we did.

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Follow Langa’s IG: @langa.bird

Best city or country you’ve ever travelled to and why?
Melbourne. The lifestyle, the people, the energy, it moves in its own time but somehow still gets everything done. New businesses, galleries, creative scenes that actually thrive because people there are genuinely encouraged in their gifts, and crucially, they can afford to pursue them. The city pays well and invests in its people. And when the weather and food are great, they're really great.

Least favourite city or country you’ve visited, and why didn’t it work for you?
Colombo, Sri Lanka, and I want to be careful here because Sri Lanka as a country is absolutely incredible. But Colombo was a lot. I like chaos, I can handle chaos, but this was chaos chaos. Exhaust fumes, relentless noise, traffic with absolutely no regard for human life, and as a woman, a real unease about being out alone. Even the street food felt off-limits, which was gutting, we ended up eating at a hotel instead, which still happened to be delicious, but it wasn't what we came for.

The saving grace?  Colombo is not Sri Lanka. Galle, Negombo, Kandy, completely different stories, all wonderful. And the food across the country is, I'll say it, some of the best I've ever had in my life. This might feel illegal to admit, but Sri Lankan curry is better than Indian curry. I said what I said.

Where in the world did you feel the freest?
Melbourne, again, though this one goes deeper than the city itself. We took an eight-month hiatus to Australia, and with that kind of time and space, I gave myself permission to slow down and actually figure out what made me tick. What made me happy, scared, excited, at peace. It was the first time in a long time I wasn't rushing toward something , I was just being.

What I found was simple but everything: I'm a creator. That's where I feel most myself, most powerful, most free. That trip didn't just show me a great city, it showed me what I wanted my life to look like. An outpouring of creation. I've been building toward that ever since.

Best party city or country you’ve experienced?
Durban, South Africa. Hands down, no competition. South Africans know how to throw a party, all singing, all dancing, all the time, and completely unselfconsciously. I volunteered at a school in Chesterville township for three months, and even the teachers would break into dance mid-lesson when a kid got an answer right. Actual, full dance breaks. In class. It was the most joyful thing I'd ever seen.

But it wasn't just the school. Jump in a combi, the local shared taxis, and amapiano is already shaking the speakers before you've sat down. Drivers would cruise through neighbourhoods blasting a big tune, and kids would literally run out of their houses and start dancing in the street. People in the combi would wind down the windows and vibe right back at them. No occasion needed. No reason required. Just music and movement and pure, unfiltered joy.

I've never felt energy like it anywhere else in the world.

City or country with the best food overall?
Sri Lanka. Needless to say more.

City or country with the best market/street food? 
By default and by delight, Durban. Sri Lanka would have taken this one easily, but as we've established, the street food situation there comes with risks I wasn't willing to take. Durban though? Vendors everywhere, barbecuing meat and corn right there on the street, the smell hitting you before you even see them. I can practically taste it now just thinking about it.

City or country that surprised you the most?
Manila, the Philippines. It's a developing city in every sense, but what struck me wasn't what wasn't there yet, it was the determination of the people building it. New offices, new bridges, new creative businesses springing up everywhere. Everyone felt invested in their country's future, like they were personally willing it forward.
It gave me Malaysia before Malaysia got rich. That same scrappy, hungry, we're-going-somewhere energy. I saw so much potential there and I genuinely hope the world catches up to what Manila is becoming. I'll be watching.

Most beautiful place you’ve ever seen.
A church in a small city just outside Barcelona, I couldn't tell you exactly where, and somehow that feels right. Some places are better left a little dreamlike in the memory. The ceilings and walls were entirely hand painted, every inch of them, and standing inside felt like being suspended in a quiet, peaceful, gorgeous cloud. No crowds, no noise. Just stillness and colour and something that felt almost sacred. I think about it more than I can explain.

Most overrated destination you’ve been to.
Sydney. Unfortunate but true. It's undeniably beautiful, the harbour, the architecture, the lifestyle on paper. But something about it just didn't land for me. Maybe it's too polished, too upmarket. I need a city with a bit of grunge to it, a bit of edge. Sydney felt like it had ironed out all its creases, and sometimes the creases are the most interesting part.

Most underrated destination you’ve visited.
Shropshire, and specifically Shrewsbury, which is practically on my doorstep and somehow still manages to fly completely under the radar. It's a cool, vibey little town with genuinely interesting history and architecture around every corner. The kind of place that doesn't shout about itself, which is exactly why it's worth shouting about. You don't always have to get on a plane.

City or country with the friendliest people?
Bali. Everyone smiles at you. Not a polite, performative smile, a real one. The kindness and optimism there is just in the air, woven into how people move through their days. I've visited a lot of places since and nothing has come close to replicating that feeling. Bali set a bar that the rest of the world is still catching up to.

City or country with the unfriendliest people?
Milan, but I say that with an asterisk. I was there for a footwear show, so the fashion industry context probably didn't help. There was a dismissiveness in the air, but the more I think about it, the more I wonder if it was ever really unfriendliness at all. Milanese people are just so completely, unapologetically themselves. They're not performing warmth for your benefit and honestly? There's something to respect in that.

Which city or country felt the safest for you?
Somewhere between Copenhagen and Melbourne. Both have that same quality, space, wealth evenly spread, a general sense that everyone has enough and isn't desperate. I never once felt sketchy in either city. No looking over your shoulder, no reading the room, no mental calculation about which street to take. Just the quiet luxury of moving through a place completely at ease. It's something you don't fully appreciate until you've travelled somewhere that doesn't give you that.

A destination that pushed you out of your comfort zone in a good way. 
Los Angeles. We arrived with no money and nowhere to stay, which sounds stressful in retrospect but ended up being the best thing that could have happened. We reached out through our church connections and were taken in by two brothers, one an artist and filmmaker, the other a producer. Two strangers who didn't feel like strangers for long.
They took us round the city properly, the way only locals can, the good, the bad, the parts tourists never see. By the end of the trip it felt like I'd known them for years. We're still good friends now. LA taught me that necessity makes you braver, and that sometimes the connections you're forced to make are the ones that stick.

Where did you experience the strongest sense of culture or identity? 
Durban, and this one is personal. I'm Ndebele, originally from Zimbabwe, and what a lot of people don't know is that the Ndebele people of Zimbabwe are descended from the Zulu of South Africa. A migration that happened centuries ago, but one that left fingerprints all over our language, our traditions, our way of being. Because of that, I already speak Zulu, which meant arriving in Durban felt less like visiting a foreign country and more like coming home to a home I'd never technically lived in.

I left Zimbabwe when I was eight, young enough that a lot of my understanding of where I come from has had to be pieced together over time. Durban filled in some of those gaps in the most unexpected ways. Including one I didn't see coming, my body. I spent years getting bullied for my big bum and pear shape growing up. Then I got to South Africa and looked around and realised: this is just what southern African women look like. It's in our genetics, it's celebrated, it's ours. I came home loving my body in a way I never quite had before.

Sometimes you have to travel to understand yourself.

City or country with the chicest and most stylish people? 
Milan. Yes, the same Milan. Unfriendly? Perhaps. Stylish? Absolutely beyond reproach. And honestly the two things might be related, when you look that good you don't really need to try with people either.

But it's the older Milanese that really do it for me. The men and women who've been dressing like this for sixty years and have absolutely nothing left to prove. Sharp suits, perfect tailoring, crisp white shirts, a confident attitude that wraps the whole thing together. They're not trying. That's the thing. You can feel that they're not trying, and yet you could study them for hours and still not fully crack the code. It's entirely their own and you simply cannot replicate it.

Which trip taught you something about yourself? 
Melbourne, again, I make no apologies. But this lesson was different. We arrived with £7k saved between us, no jobs, no home, no plan beyond the belief that we'd figure it out. And we did. We found work, rented a place, travelled, built a social life from scratch in a city where we knew nobody.

What that trip taught me wasn't just about me, it was about us. Me and my husband. How resilient we are together, how much of a team we actually are when everything is stripped back and it's just the two of us against a new city. Some couples need comfort to thrive. Turns out we just need each other and a challenge. Melbourne proved that.

A hotel or Airbnb that felt genuinely special?
Not a hotel, not an Airbnb, a housesit we found two days before we were due to fly out, which is either very good planning or very good faith depending on how you look at it. Through Trusted Housesitters we landed what I can only describe as the most beautiful home I have ever stayed in. A renovated 1960s modern cottage in Camberwell, Melbourne, nicknamed leafy Camberwell for obvious reasons, all tree-lined streets and quiet affluence.

There was a pool. The interiors were immaculate. As someone who loves architecture and design, I was completely undone by it. We lived there for three weeks for free and felt like we'd won something.

My favourite ritual was the Sunday market, wandering round picking up bits and pieces for next to nothing. Which leads me to another thing I loved about Melbourne: the thrift culture. People there genuinely value the pre-loved, the independent, the considered. It felt like a city that knew the difference between price and worth.

The next city or country at the top of your list, and what's pulling you there?
Cuba. It's been a dream for as long as I can remember and honestly the pull is simple, it just looks like a vibe. The colour, the music, the cars, the chaos in the best possible way. After what Durban did to my soul I have a feeling Cuba is going to finish the job. We are going, we are dancing, and we are not coming home the same.