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February 2015
  -    -  February

Theater called which required moving away from the vineyards and being out in the dark. Did our best to go in disguise to confuse the monsters lurking on the fringes of the Platteland. Socks, shoes and jacket meant that I was almost unrecognisable.The production of MacBeth, adapted into Afrikaans, left us drained and exhilarated. The tension created through the play, particularly the last

An exhibition at the cottage of the paintings I did in the Thirty Day challenge. The curved, white bench seat making a perfect exhibition space. Dinner with Mum at the Manor House, transformed with stunning black and white photographs on the walls of life on the Zevenwacht Estate. The high ceilings give them room to breath, and intrigue dinners. Fermenting grape skins, discards from

Time here, doesn't so much stop, as cease to be relevant. Under blue skies, the sun uses the mountains as a natural reflector. Pouring heat down that has the zinc roofs of the old houses contorting in agony. Ancient oaks, spread their branches. Relief, green filtered shade. Wine, alive. Laughing at the wilting lettuce, trying hard to be appealing. Old Potters Inn, on the

Oil on Canvas 100cmx50cm The wide open skies of the Overberg on the Southern Cape coast. A workers cottage, with its washing, amongst the barren wheat fields. The courtyard studio sweltering on a magnificent summers day in the vineyards.

Oil on Canvas 75cmx110cm A large, demanding canvas of the Cedeberg. The painting changing in the light, as do the mountains. Vibrant, surreal colours that transform into moody, somber shadow. While the rock formations were central to the painting, it was the tonal aspects that were the most challenging. The hiker, almost immaterial. Somehow dominant. Morning Walk detail

Smoke curling to meet the stars that fill the night sky above embers, pulsating with life. Dunes, a brilliant white, tantalize. Elegant, Bontebok graze, unperturbed by our presence, while ostrich roam in labyrinth patterns. Hand packed stone walls, scream white manicured walls of the Cape homestead buildings. Ficus, sentinels on the barren landscape. Massive, corded trunks binding the earth. The spread of their shade,

Jumping through all the hoops for compliance for the cottage. Worse than a medical as they check gas, electricity, water, beetles, structure and whether it should actually even be here! An overcast, moody sort of start to the day. Excellent weather for an early walk in the vineyards. Legs a tad heavy after the full moon hike up the mountain at Delvera. One of

Oil on Canvas 50cmx60cm A painting from the summer garden at Le Petit. Clever planting created the contrasting colours. The larger canvas, after a month of painting small paintings giving me more freedom. Although I did find that I needed to get back away from the canvas to see how the various tonal aspects were working together.