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Jan Carew, renaissance man By A. Sivanandan Once in a while, a man or a woman comes along who epitomises the best of the worst of times - and shines out like a beacon to signal us to the further shores of hope. Jan Carew is one of them. Born at a time when empire was at its height and growing up when the pus of racism was seeping out from the sores of capital, Jan heralded and helped to shape the cultural revolution against colonialism and racism in poetry, painting, polemic and play. A wandering minstrel uprooted and cast abroad by the imperial imperative, he rooted himself wherever he was in the struggles of the people around him. And he was in many places, wearing many faces, but always in the same cause: free- dom for the oppressed and downtrodden - teaching, writing, broad- casting, engaging with mighty men and women such as Malcolm X and Claudia Jones, Cheddi Jagan and Kwame Nkrumah, Paul Robe- son and Langston Hughes. In 1943, he is a customs officer in Georgetown, writing for the Christmas Annual, and devoting his leisure time to drawing and paint- ing. Five years later, hisPreview Only. This article cannot be rented because we do not currently have permission from the publisher.
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