Oktobermaand

Studio news/blog

Dit is die maand Oktober!

Ek dink die mense vier

Vir ewig in die hemel

Oktobermaand soos hier!

Wat wens jy meer as blomme,

as helder dag en nag?

Wat kan jy beter, mooier

of heerliker verwag?

 

Ek is nog in Oktober!

My tuin is nog so groen,

So wit met al wat mooi is,

met bloeisels van lemoen,

So pragtig in die môre,

so heerlik in die aand!

Ek is nog in Oktober,

die mooiste, mooiste maand!

 

Wat gee ek om die winter?

Wat praat jy nou van Mei?

Wat skeel dit as ons later

weer donker dae kry?

Ek is nou in Oktober,

die mooiste, mooiste maand…: (n gedeelte uit die gedig deur CL Leipoldt)

Ai, ek wens ek kan saam met Leipold stem, maar Oktober is my blouste, blouste maand. En dan praat ons nie eers van die sinus/hooikoors aanvalle nie!

So ek volg maar Antoinette Pienaar se raad:

“Sleurwerkies kalmeer jou. Dit bou keerwalle teen die smart.”

Einste Antoinette het ook gese:

“The reality of dealing with your own shit (in my geval snot) is n lewensbelangrike ding.  As jy eers met jou eie kak vrede gemaak het, val baie ander dinge in plek.”

Meisie met varkore aka Self-portrait as a garden gnome

Intussen het ek erens gelees dat Greta Thunberg (julle weet mos wie dit is) in n vorige toespraak die volgende gese het:

“I have many dreams. But this is the year 2019. This is not the time and place for dreams.”

Liewe genade…okay dit is ietwat uit konteks, sy het ook gese: “The time for fairytales is over!” Later het ek wel die bostaande woorde wel in konteks te siene gekry: https://www.independent.co.uk/voices/greta-thunberg-congress-speech-climate-change-crisis-dream-a9112151.html

Collage (private collection) 

bladsy uit die kinderboek: Agterstevoorland (1971)

“A cynic is a man who, when he smells flowers, looks around for a coffin” -Unknown

Nou ja liewe mens, op daardie nooit groet ek eers…

O, maar voor ek vergeet…ek het n nuwe woord geleer: EUCATASTROPHE !

Die woord is blykbaar deur J.R.R Tolkien geskep en dit beteken:

A happy ending!

Ons gesels, Deo volente, weer in November.

Flashback and Forward Friday

Studio news/blog

Me, on this day, back in 2002… a bride to be. Photographer Ruline Spies

The more I think about it, the more every exhibition opening, or the anticipation of it, reminds me of my wedding day; because on that day, one invites eyewitnesses to take note of what you’ve done, or what is about to come. It also celebrates new beginnings, or happy endings….

I am looking forward to see and meet you at the following upcoming exhibitions:

22 and 23 September 2018: In Baardskeerders Bos Art Route

and

03 October 2018: “Minutes to Midnight” a solo exhibition at 99 Loop gallery, in Cape Town

 

Mayday mayday mayday

Studio news/blog

Lately I’ve been watching a series on Netflix called “Touch”. Today I would like to share a quote from season 1 episode 4, which really ‘touched’ me 😉

“The first transatlantic telegraph cable was made of 340 500 miles of copper and iron wire, designed to stretch 2876.95 miles along the ocean floor. Once the cable was in place, you could use electrical impulses and signal code to send any message you wanted to the other side of the world.”

Visual journal collage

“Human beings are hard wired with the impulses to share our ideas…and the desire to know we’ve been heard. It’s all part of our need for community.  That’s why we’re constantly sending out signals and signs. It is why we look for them from other people.  We’re always waiting for messages.  Hoping for connection. And if we haven’t received a message it doesn’t always mean it hasn’t been sent to us.  Sometimes it means we haven’t been listening hard enough.”

studio view – work in progress

 

“In spite of all our communication technology, no invention is as effective as the sound of the human voice.  When we hear a human voice, we instinctively want to listen, in the hopes of understanding it.  That’s because the human voice resonates differently from anything else in the world.”

“That’s why we can hear a singer’s voice over the sound of a full orchestra. We will always hear the singer, no matter what else surrounds it.”