Moving to Kwa_Zulu Natal

The move to Natal opened a whole can of worms for me that I had to deal with. Besides the traumatic experience of moving house and studio the mental shift took quite a while longer to take place. I was happy in the Free State, especially living in the peace and quiet...

Living on a farm, even at these very dangerous times when the farmers are murdered, seemingly willy nilly, is an amazing experience for a city person like myself. The silence is the one thing that I can say is nowhere else to be found except far from the madding...

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When I look at objects; especially stone, but also wood, twisted pieces of wire, well almost anything, I see things. I like saying that the stone tells me what it wants to be. Sometimes people look at me strangely, sometimes they just look at me, and sometimes they...