“nothing to gain and nothing to lose”

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The play-pretend queen found a story about a ‘flute player”, and she would like to share it with you….


“A new flute was invented in China.  A Japanese master musician discovered the subtle beauties of its tone and brought it back home, where he gave concerts all around the country.  One evening he played with a community of musicians and music lovers who lived in a certain town.  At the end of the concert, his name was called.  He took out the new flute and played one piece.  When he was finished, there was silence in the room for a long moment.  There the voice of the oldest man was heard from the back of the room:  “Like a god!” 

Sketchbook page. Mixed media

The next day, as this master was packing to leave, the musicians approached him and asked how long it would take a skilled player to learn the new flute.  “Years,” he said.  They asked if he would take a pupil, and he agreed.  After he left, they decided among themselves to send a young man, a brilliantly talented flutist, sensitive to beauty, diligent and trustworthy.  They gave him money for the living expenses and for the master’s tuition, and sent him on his way to the capital, where the master lived.

The student arrived and was accepted by his teacher, who assigned him a single, simple tune.  At first he received systematic instruction, but he easily mastered all the technical problems.  Now he arrived for his daily lesson, sat down, and played his tune – and all the master could say was, “Something lacking.” The student exerted himself in every possible way,  he practiced for endless hours, yet day after day, week after week, all the master said was, “something lacking.” He begged the master to change the tune, but the master said no.  The daily playing , the daily “something lacking” continued for months on end.  The student’s hope of success and fear of failure became ever magnified, and he swung from agitation to despondency.

Finally the frustration became too much for him.  One night he packed his bag and slinked out.  He continued to live in the capital city for some time, longer, until his money ran dry.  He began drinking.  Finally, impoverished, he drifted back to his own part of the country.  Ashamed to show his face to his former colleagues, he found a bat far out in the countryside.  He still possessed his flutes, still played, but found no new inspiration in music.  Passing farmers heard him play and send their children to him for beginners’s lessons.  He lived this way for years.

One morning there was a knock at  his door.  It was the oldest past-master from his town, along with the youngest student.  They told him that tonight they were going to have a concert, and they had all decided it would not take place without him.  With some effort they overcame his feelings of fear and shame, and almost in a trance he picked up a flute and went with them. The concert began.  As he waited behind the stage, no one intruded on his inner silence.  Finally, at the end of the concert, his name was called.  He stepped out the stage in his rags.  He looked down at his hands, and realised that he had chosen the new flute.

Now he realized that he had nothing to gain and nothing to lose.  He sat down and played the same tune he had played so many times for his teacher in the past.  When he finished, there was silence for a long moment.  Then the voice of the oldest man was heard speaking softly from the back of the room:  ” Like a god!” 

quoted from a book I received as a gift recently called: “Free Play” by Stephen Nachmanovitch

Sketchbook page. Mixed media

Anyway, I hope you all had a wonderful Easter-weekend! Take care…xxx

Rabbit! where did you hide those eggs, girl? (detail of a work which I will tell you more about later)

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Fok Vergangklikheid (Fuck Perishableness)

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Fok Vergangklikheid 2018 (Fuck Perishableness) 47 x 64 cm Cotton thread and rubber

I thought that this will be appropriate to share this image of a new work today, since I am ‘celebrating’ my birthday,…a prime number birthday, mixed with midlife-crises feelings….

Fok vergangklikheid detail

Anyway, another reason why I share this today is because this is a new work for an upcoming group exhibition: Black Humour, which opens at the end of this month at Fried Contemporary gallery in Pretoria.

With all that said….it’s time to make another wish, like I do every year..

p.s (yep, it is a Humpty Dumpty cake 😉

P.S.S…did you know:

Humpty Dumpty dates back to the early 19th century. At its origins it was a riddle, and the egg was probably the riddle’s answer.

In 17th century “humpty dumpty” was the name of a kind of brandy (source: Oxford English Dictionary) and the term was also used as a slang to describe a dull person. Exactly like an egg, if such a clumsy person would fall down from a wall, this would be an irremediable thing.

P.S.S the boys surprised me with a cake this morning for breakfast 🙂

I will end this post with two quotes by John Berger from his book: About Looking, which i am currently reading:

“The ideal of photography, aesthetics apart, is to seize a ‘historic’ moment.”

and

“The omnipresence of cameras suggest that time consists of interesting events, events worth photographing”

 

 

 

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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.”

10 reasons …

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Why I decided to embroider on rubber….

because my life was hanging on a thread

because it makes ‘sew’ much sense

because I wanted to tread lightly and use what was available

because I needed a challenge

because the act of sewing is meditative

because i fell in love with the process

because rubber is tough and can be seen as masculine

because thread is delicate and an be seen as feminine

because i like the juxtaposition of thread and rubber

because nothing is what it seems.

since it’s Fathersday…

Art portfolio- my work

I thought I’ll introduce you to my dad,

Here is a photo of him on the day they Christened me:

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He look so young and scared doesn’t he?

He was born 10 January 1954 which makes him a Capricorn

His favourite song/band : “I want to break free” by Queen…this was back in the day, but now it is:  ” I am I said” by Neil Diamond (or at least the last time we spoke about it)

His favourite colour: Red

He is good at silent treatment when something upsets him.

He had an accident when I was something like 3 weeks old…he fell from a mine-shaft onto his head.  The angels where watching over him that day, because luckily he survived with not much damage….

Confession:

We went through some rough patches in the past, but our relationship is sort of stable…and on a day like this there will be thoughts and emotions about him, but I will do my best to try and focus on the ones that makes me smile.