Getting back into a routine and flow

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Apparently it is 2 months since I last posted and I have been very aware of that fact but I just haven’t been able to sit down and write. It was the summer months with the boys off school and … Continue reading

Sky, Earth, Water

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I have caught some beautiful days this summer. Wandering. Walking. Captivated by the clouds and flowers this year. Always looking up for some loftier inspiration. I dart around like the swallows in my pursuit for easier homemaking, exercise, minimising and … Continue reading

Why the long face, soul so beautiful?

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Soul so beautiful Oh soul, so light, so beautiful This world is just too much for you Your feet are treading softly On broken glass The pain seeps from your skin Your eyes flicker of the sadness within As you … Continue reading

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Film clip of opening night

Tonight is the night

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After several years of carving, crafting, working and whipping up huge sculptural stories, tonight in Johannesburg the opening of my husband solo show will showcase all that work in one space at¬†Graham’s Fine Art Gallery¬†(photos from the gallery) The sculptor … Continue reading

‘Seasons’ in South Africa

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At the beginning of the year my husband took a trip to Johannesburg to check out a gallery there which was interested in his work. His trip turned into his usual adventure with tales to tell and amusing anecdotes to … Continue reading

The Date

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I looked to the stars and promised to stop searching and start focusing on myself. Two days later, May 19th, I remember the date, there was a knock on the front door of my parents house. I walked down the … Continue reading

Creative Education

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I thought that following my perhaps, sorrowful sounding poem, in my last post; I should qualify that I don’t in anyway regret the decision to stop rowing. I had a fleeting thought where I wondered why I didn’t follow through … Continue reading

Nostalgic boat race day poem

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As I sit down, all my heavy pounds and lick my lips after a tasty dish, I’ve spent the afternoon cooking, dipping in and out of hearing the Cox shout, the oarsman and woman both, battle the course of the … Continue reading