May 2013

24th So another month heads swiftly for the exit door. The show that we took down to Cape Town has found a new home for a couple of weeks, which is great as hopefully loads more bods will go and check it out. The space looks like it is a really fantastic space for showing. I haven't been there but the pics look fantastic.

The show at Intoto has come to an end. It got some great coverage in the press but not even a listing of my name as a participant. So yes, you have the whole build up of thinking cool lets read what they have to say. Then you read, and then read some more, reread, scan quickly, double check, and then oh....ok....nevermind, you finally console yourself with the thought that at least the show had some coverage, and that that means that people will have been exposed to your work because they may have gone to the show because of the article.Well yes yes yes positive thinkingand all that, yes yes yes I hear you, it has it's place and time, it will make you feel better, but in this case it did didly squat. Indifference is the hardest critique to receive. PS that's my quote so be sure to remember where you read it first. Thank you. 

April 2013

I had some images to show of some of my work up at this years KKNK but I really have no idea where I put them. There is a little voice telling me that I have in fact deleted them before downloading them.So what to show you? This lovely little pic of an aubergine wearing my glasses fits the bill perfectly.

Vague dates to put in your diary: Miniatures show at Art Lovers,some time in May. A show based on lions some time in June. Then there is some frame thing some time when I know not. There is also a group photography thing happening some time in August. A Chagall thing some time or another at the Trent Gallery. A solo thing not sure what I am going to be doing at Parts and Labor some time in November. There may be some other stuff too but I can't remember what or when, oh hang on, Back-light IV but I haven't been asked yet so I am just presuming that I am going to be in that one. That is in June. So there you are, Happy to say that everything is well organised and perfectly under control. 'Bravo' I hear you say....... Indeed, thank you.

This is Rosie. An extremely fat Pot Bellied Pig. What does she do? Sleep, rummage around for food, sleep. Every now and then she may complain that a step is too high but otherwise she seems to have a really chilled life. Nice.

So what's been happening the last few weeks? Well some of my stuff has been up at the KKNK in Oudtshoorn. The timing was perfect. We were on holiday in the area and so were able to pop in to have a look. So what is Oudtshoorn like? Hmmmm hot does not even come close to describe the furnace that we experienced for the couple of hours that we were there. It's dusty. There are some ostriches in and around the place, which is great if you like them but otherwise.......well, hmmmm.....yes.

I am sure that Oudtshoorn has a lot to offer but the terrifying music that was blasted out while we were there rendered us almost completely helpless. All our senses were stunned into shut down. It was as if we were fleeing the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse as we dashed down the street desperately looking for sanctuary. Our bodies were just moments away from been shaken to bits by a wall of unimaginable music inspired horror.  One thing is for sure, I am going to design myself a special protective suite so that if I find myself any where near Oudtshoorn and the KKNK, I will be able to protect myself from the aural nightmares that almost crushed me.

February 2013

Boerbol attack update: well the healing is going alright. The nerves on the lip still feel jangly and it is a bit difficult to form the mouth properly to form some words, but otherwise everything is good.

On the creative side I have been doing a little bit of experimenting. I  made myself one of these whcih I used to take the above picture. I need to play around a bit with the process but it looks like it might produce some really nice results.

Exhibition wise there are a few irons in the fire. Fried is going to take some of my work to this years KKNK, I am hoping to produce something for Gordon Frouds Tom Waits show which is also going to shown at this years KKNK. There is a photography show that looks like it is going to happen at Intoto come the end of April. This is going to be curated by Megan from Intoto and Michael Meyersfeld. Yes there is plenty to come but the bucks have to be earn't and time is as ever fast running out. Oh and there is athe little matter of a Group show of Gauteng artists whcih I am helping to run down to Cape Town Canonball Run style in a couple of weeks time. I am busy growing the tach in order to reprise the role of J J McClure.

January 2013

Awwwwww isn't he sweet. Hell no. I had one of these bastards mistake my face for it's dinner. So yes as a puppy it may be sweet but once it starts to reach maturity, then it is completely another matter. Was standing there with it's owner, idly passing the time and then chomp. The only thing that I can think of was that the dog was jealous of my curls. Happy New Year Indeed.

November 2012

30th: Drum Roll please........Intoto just sold another pic - Wabenza - my entry to Absa L'atelier from..............2009. Yes i know that I am getting older. Yes I know that I should be getting used to getting to the idea of selling the odd piece here and there. I tell you what though, it is still cool to know that someone out there is spending their ill begotten gains on things that I do just because I want to see what will happen if I ........ How awsome is that?

Trying to find a link to it but nothing. Hope I documented it. In the mean time here is something else to occupy your time with, if you look closely you will just about see that the level is indeed level the picture is just off kilter.

September 2012

29th:  Oh Lisa Lisa.... Sad Lisa Lisa. I was given a poster for an Art Exhibition dated from I don't know when. I decided to photograph it and here is the result.

Together We Can: 15th September; we went up to Jeppes Town in Joburg to put up my Shack. A chance meeting Julie Lovelace inspired the decision to put it up. It had been sitting in my backyard for the last couple of years, and well the time had come to do something about it. So early on a rainy morning under the Joe Slovo flyover up it went. The weather was miserable, communications got mixed up, street names were misread, nerves got frayed but it went.

Here is Julies piece next to the front door of the shack.

Together We Can: 21st September; Six days and six hours later was the first time that I was able to go and see how the shack was doing. The news was not good. The only evidence of the shack having ever been was the footprint of Julies porcelain piece, and that too was gone.

9th: The end is Nigh! The shame of it, how can things come to this? Surely things can't get worse than
this - not to be selected for the Thami Mnyele Fine Art Awards!!! I have just about recovered from the shock, luckily there were paramedics on hand to administer CPR other wise who knows how things would have ended. So anyway once I have finished convalescing I shall be stomping off after Gordon and Jenna to find out why they both suffered from a mental seizure on the same day. To top off the whole farce their was a green sticker on my work which denoted selection for everyone else but me!!! Scandal I say....a bloody scandal. You can see it for yourself, its there.

6th: So how did the Opening of New Signatures go? All things considered pretty well. Arrived in time to miss the opening speeches but not to miss the winners being announced. Fantastic. And the winners? I think the best thing about this years show was the fact that the winner was.......older.....not a senior citizen but someone in their late forties. Which is great as it means that I have another ten years in which to carry on trying to win. That's great....

Work for the shows I am taking part in is going alright. I am assuming the printers have been able to print my prints for the Radiant Exposure exhibition which is happening at Cameo Framers. The image below is one of the pics that  am going to have on show. My work for Me 2 which is happening at Fried is going alright. I am almost finished with my Kaleidoscopes for the Erotica show which is also happening at Cameo Framers.

August 2012

Optimism tempered by realism and an empty pocket leads to unoccupied plinths and half made moulds. Oh well... at least I got most of the bits that I was going to use for my entry to PPC. Next year...next year. As for the Thami Mnyeli Open? well entered something, its just not what I wanted to enter, thus the empty plinth.

So whats coming up? In no particular order...ME II opening on the 15th at Fried; Photographic Exhibition at the Trent Gallery  opening on the 8th September and then an Erotica show opening sometime in September, also at the Trent Gallery. Not sure when though.

Ho hum thus ends the entry for a rather glum month...mind you there is the opening for Sasol on the 29th so you never know...

July 2012

11th: So it is time for Sasol New Signatures again. Entered two pieces into the competition and both got in. So it seems that three is not the magic number after all, or is it? Lets see the year is 2012. Multiply two by zero, add one and two 2 and there you have three. Also last year my one entry got in and this year my two got in. Yes yes I know that makes three. So going on this evidence I would say that without doubt that three is the magic number.

This is almost a repeat of last year where I was stuck without transport for the day. No transport + unselected pieces being left at the submission point = annoyed Nandi.

Here are the bits of waffle that I put with my entries:

Die Oubaas: someone who is senior in terms of rank or age. A term that has connotations of the period of apartheid when the whites ruled and the blacks served. A term that can now be said, with its links to the past, to have negative undertones. entries

In Die Oubaas I wanted to explore the question of just how white people are perceived in the ‘Rainbow Nation’. They arrived on the continent with a technological advantage and proceeded to try and mould what they found to serve their wants. Over centuries they gained control. They knew what was best and how it should be done.

Then gradually, one by one, nations controlled by the recently arrived minorities were let go. In the case of South Africa this was 18 years ago but yet there remains a notion that the Whites are still in control, that they are living off the hard work of the black majority. Just recently Zuma stated that, “The ownership of the economy is still primarily in the hands of white males as it has always been”. This quote came just as I was putting together some of the basic traits for my white people in the ‘Oubaas’ series. A list of stereotypes ranging from the mild to the extreme, each containing just enough truth to reveal a certain resentment. A disquiet that all too often white people ignore because they know what is best and they are right. They are the Oubaas.

Man met Zonnebloemen: At the top of the road that I live in there is a field. Every year in April sunflowers flourish here. As if by magic they sprout up and slowly grow until the whole field is full of tall yellow blooms following the sun. The only sign of human intervention is a hosepipe snaking across the road. The source a tap in a garden of a home. The owner, a foul mouthed drunk with, it would appear, a penchant for beauty. The one and only time I’ve seen him he was completely lost in his ranting, the use of a hooter by a delivery man having launched him into a hyper critical diatribe.

I set up my camera to take a self portrait. As I stood in the field amidst all the splendor, a vague sense of unease haunted me. Though in an open field I was an intruder standing amidst the fruits of another’s labor. This other being in possession of a rage that I feared confronting. A rage that even all the cheery yellow of the flowers could not soothe. Fortunately I remained undisturbed and was left with the incongruity of such beauty being born out of the hands of such fury

March 2012

23rd: Well I have been plodding along with the Ou Bass series of mine. I have reached half the number of lucky victims that I need. Only another sixteen to go and then I can lay it all out and get it printed. Should be ready in time for Sasol New Signatures.

Other news, Brendan Copestake from Artright has invited to show some of my work in his new space at AOM. This will happening towards the ned of the year. And then there is the Miniatures Group Show at Art Lovers, 1932 Long Street Pretoria. Opening is the end of May. Exaxt date to be confirmed.

How's this for a bit of irony. One of my photographs has been used in an article on people not paying their suppliers. I only found out about this when my client (who was the focus of the article) phoned me to ask me if I was aware that one of my images had been used in a newspaper. I had had no idea. The editor of the newspaper in question only phoned me a month or so after the article had been published and started waffling some excuse of deadlines and whadah whadah whadah more work blah blah blah. The fact is mate you threw mud at a client of mine for not paying their suppliers and had no intention of paying me for my work. Hypocrite.

So whats new? Still plodding on with my Ou bass series, and then I am also making another plan chest. This one is for Rene Gosselin

February 2012

20th: Well I am progressing steadily with my 'Die Ou Baas' series. I have changed some of the design elements; the flag at the top and the little logo which will be used on the back of the cards and which is on the title card. I am collecting volunteers slowly but surely. Unfortunately the little camera that I was using got stolen last week so I have lost some of my people. This new year has been a bit of a disaster in terms of equipment. Monitor gave up, parts for sander taking ages to arrive, mitre saw stopped working (hopefully its just the switch), both drills stopped working - (thankfully both still under warranty), camera stolen ( thankfully only little pocket digital). It's making me wonder if I should just try and flog off everything else I own before those things pack up to.

At least there has been some good news. Elfriede from Fried Contemporary has invited me to take part in an exhibition later this year, which is cool and something to work towards.

6th: Here is the first peek at work on my follow up to my Swart Gevaar piece. I am calling it Die Ou Baas. The thoughts that I am having so far are that I may change the chequered flag at the top to the old (apartheid era) South African flag. This will mean that I will have to change the little circle logo; perhaps use an image of an ox wagon; the voortrekker monument; or a pic of a white bloke dressed in kaki's, sitting in their bakkie, reading their paper, checking his watch to see how long it has been since he last shouted out to his workers 'Oi k......' before getting up to show them how a white man can work before he suddenly realises that it actually is blarry hot in the sun, and he had better get back into his bakkie and turn the aircon on. A little difficult to synthesise into one little image but that should go down a treat.

5th: You Joking Me....And so the new year continues to thunder along. Right now my beloved monitor is giving up the ghost, oh joy. And no, (although the picture below suggests otherwise), it is not because I have a dead frog sitting on top of it. I have had him electromagnetically tested and I can assure you that he has not affect upon it at all.  Its not the cables. I tested those too. It is not the graphics card as I tested the monitor on a different PC. Mind you the problem did only start once I placed Geoff on top of the monitor.

So during the moments of the monitor being ok I am trying soldier on. I have finally started with my follow up to my Swart Gevaar piece. Will post pics of that as soon as I have something to show.

January 2012

16th: Here is a little something that I did on the weekend. It involved laying underneath Chantal while I roasted in the sun. It is titled 'If Pigs Could....' Nope, for all my efforts you cannot see me but check out the pigs.

12th: Phew - Is it hot again? Yes - if temperatures stay this hot I reckon that I am going to reverse millions of years of evolution and as I slowly turn in to primordial soup. Yip I know I should just stop the whining.

So what am I doing for this years Artists Associations annual members show? Well I have taken some of the duds from my shots from Chantal and hung them from a mini black board which has some musings of a mythical beasty.

4th: Well I have taken a few shots with......yes I have to give her a name...hmmmmm think I will name her Chantal. No reason other than it was the first name that popped into my head. So anyway took my first shot with Chantal and I have to admit that it didn't go well. I was able to use her slideable shutter to stagger the exposure. Half way through the sequence though it started to bucket it down. So I had to move her into the garage to continue. The first image suggested that the exposures were going to have to be in the region of 20 or so minutes. The results from the next few shots revealed that I would have to take out all the lenses and resanding them to make them that much bigger. So anyway here is the first test shot.

December 2011

24th: Wouldn't you just believe it. Yes after much research, many phone calls, loads of driving about I finally decided to be done with it and buy a safe light globe (light bulb). Yes, it was blooming expensive. Yes, I did nearly faint as the kind lady with the sweet smile banged the precious little box on the counter with enough force so that you could hear the glass of the globe clinking against the thin membrane of the cardboard box. Yes, I managed to keep the smile on my face whilst forcing back the urge to say 'What the !#*%?, are you bloody stupid, you could have broken the filament banging the globe down like that'. I kept smiling as I handed over the cash whilst all the while thinking to myself, 'please don't be broken, please don't be broken, please don't be broken'. Thankfully it is not but......two days later, rummaging around a hospice shop, what do I find?

Yes!!!!! It is cracked near the top. For some reason the power lead is less than a foot long but it works. Finally I am back in business. HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA ..........

Christmas Tree Update: A couple of years ago I made a tree put of offcuts from another project, the geosic dome camera obscura.....well he tree received a facelift this year and is looking funkier than ever.

13th: Drum Roll please.....Ladies and Gentlemen I present to you my very own safe light. As you can see I have used a fetching piece of yellow plastic which gives a woderful urea glow to everything that it illuminates. The question I am sure that you are all dying to ask is does it work well.....

....the light looks nice, in a rough made for a job and not to make anything look nice kind if a way. The reality is that as a safe light go it is pretty useless (see below). Piece of paper on he left was the control and was thrown straight into the developer after been taken from the packet. Piece of paper on the right was left in the dark room with the safe light for ten minutes before being thrown into the developer. It just didn't work.

November 2011

24th: Wow its almost been a month since I started work n my latest camera. I am still just about finished. All thats left to do is the final coat of varnish and then fitting the lenses. The pic below shows camera with the back open. At the moment the biggest problem I am facing is trying to get hold of a safe light. If I was in London - no problem - just phone the supplier and I would have one within a week. I can get hold of a light bulb but they are just way too expensive for what they are. So the search goes on.

Good news from the feline show. I sold two prints of the Voortrekker Monument piece. Yip thats great but as usual after all the deductions and what not, what ends up in the pocket is just enough to cover materials for the next project.

10th: I'm not sure how long it is before I am going to melt and turn into a puddle so I thought that I had better write this message before I do. Catpals exhibition, Saturday 5:30pm at Trent Gallery @ Cameo Framers, Waterkloof, South Africa. Proceeds of the exhibition will be used for the feeding, sterilisation and veterinary costs of a feral sanctuary in Pretoria.

October 2011

29th: So what are they? Nope they are not portals to another cooler dimension. Although with the temperature on the ambient furnace set to 'Roast Yee Bastards' it would be nice if they were. But as my skills only extend to carpentry and photography and not to the manufacturing of inter dimensional portals, they are just going to have to remain the beginings of a new camera. Yes after months after not doing much I have finally made some time to do something. As I write the camera is actually almost finished. Almost but not quite.

17th: Well the halfway point has long gone - what have I been up to? Well work, but I have already ranted and raved about that quite a bit. Looks like I might get a bit of time to do my own stuff next week, which is hopeful. Tomorrow I will be delivering the plan chest that I made for Stuart from Cameo Framers. These are available to order and as long as it doesn't involve anything kinky they can be made to spec. I have posted more pics on facebook if you would like to have a look. Just click on the pic below.

September 2011

28th: So anyway got a comment the other day from the mysterious BlackArks - they have a blogger profile but with no info other than they have been online since September 2011 - hmmmm - it made me think - well not much actually - that has been the problem over the last while it has just been work work work work work I am an automaton and I just work work work work work I get up out of bed and I go straight to work work work work work and I only stop work work work work work when it is time for bed work work work work work it is just work work work work monday to sunday work work work work work the life of an artist work work work work work. Yip I know life is not supposed to be easy but this is just taking the piss.

Below is the flyer from the Assembledge fringe show (my name is in the far right corner). All in all I would say it was a pretty cool event. Anyway I am just going to go back to work work work work work.......

15th: Some times I seriously wonder about the validity of calling myself an artist. With the amount of time I get to spend on my practice it hardly seems like a hobby. Sure I have ideas that I want to execute but looking at my work commitments for the next month or two I am going barely going to be having the time to sit on arse to take a quick five minute breather let alone do something productive. The worst thing about this all is that the money that I am bringing in doesn't even cover the bills. Yip I guess things feel pretty hopeless.

On the bright side I have been selected to take part in a show that is being run by Assembledge. The title of the show is titled 'The Art of Assembledge'. It is part of the Johannesburg fringe which is running concurrently with the Johannesburg Art Fair. The show runs from the 21st till the 25th September.

The image below is the piece that I am exhibiting. It is titled 'The Boxer' and is a self portrait which I took with Helga. I stood her up one way to expose half the photograph and then turned her over to take the other half.

4th:  So after getting the call on thursday to come and collect my rejected piece for this years Tahmi Mnyeli Open I went out to get it today. After wandering around the space to see what had been selected I went to go and take my piece of it's easel...'what are you doing?'...'I'm collecting my entry'...'you got your receipt?'...'No'...'You can't take that one it has been selected'...'Ok its just that I got a phone call telling me to come and pick it up'...'someone has been making phone calls to the wrong people, all the ones with a green sticker have been selected'..'oh ok'.. and so after the initial WTF? to laughing about the fact that I hadn't got in to the final I finally ended up having to leave my work as it had actually been selected...oh well.

3rd: Well went to the opening of Sasol New Signatures. As an event it was pretty cool. Good food accomponied with the usual scramble etc etc. The work was ok, saw a couple of pieces that I liked, but to be honest on the whole I found the show to be a little underwhelming. And the catalogue? While it is great to have a record, it would have been nice to see a truer representation of ones work.

I don't know whether I should be admiting to this but my work for the Thami Mnyeli Open got rejected. My Voortrekker piece. Yip....WTF!?!?! In the words of the great Mutley 'Shagafraghashaga' or something to that effect. Yes it is the ultimate humiliation. So yes now I am going to have to go through the humbling experience of picking my work up whilst trying not to think 'how the hell did that get in?' as I walk past some piece of rubbish. Anyway,this brings to mind my experience of walking round the Tate Modern and then the National Gallery in London. With the work in the National Gallery you do not need to be told how good it is. To be considered great it needs no justification, nor do they require you to like them. With the work in the Tate it is different. With some of the works you need the confirmation, to be told that they are great pieces of art, and of course with personal taste coming in to it, it is easy to dismiss one piecs of work as being a joke. The same can be said of some of the works that are selected for ABSA, Sasol, Thami Mnyeli etc etc. Sometimes the justification required seems to vastly outweigh the quality of the work. At times it is all to easy to pick holes in some of the selections. If you are not selected this is no reason to get upset as it is just the way the it is. Best to just shrug your shoulders and say - oh well.

So what else, there is the group on at Fried which I am a part of and then the Altered Pieces group show has moved to Pandora.

August 2011

24th : Just had a peek at the Sasol New Signatures website. Finally this years entries are up and can be seen. Looking at my own entry I have to admit that it doesn't look great. At best I could only describe it as a black murky mess without any artistic merit at all. I am sure that there are plenty of artists out there thinking 'I can't believe it - how the hell did that get in?'. As you can see below it does not look good.

While I have been here in the UK I have work going up at Fried as part of their Aperture exhibition. That runs from the 27th August to the 1st October. I have also had a piece entered into this years Thami Mnyele open. I decided to enter something a lot less low key than my effort from last year. Who knows I might win something...ha ha ha....yes. Anyway thanks to all involved for making it all happen.

Update form 2025 : My entry for Sasol's New Signatures art competition was stolen sometime late 2015. Not sure when or how but it just dissapeared.

July 2011

19th: Three is the Magic Number. At least it seems that way. I think that the selectors at Sasol have decided that I may only succesfully submit a piece of art every three years. Since 2005 the sequence is as follows; yes no no yes no no yes. So for the next couple of years I shan't bother. In 2014 I will try again and of course get in. The pattern is so obvious.

The great thing though is that I didn't have to face the ire of the Nandi who seems to be able to make anyone who steps out of line quake in their boots.

More good news website is back online www.kritikalmass.com So yes today three is really the magic no.

18th: Well things are finally starting to settle on the home front, although is still a shed load to do, plus got a trip to the UK coming up. So what of my Sasol entry, well I don't actually know. Yes I got my entry there on time, I have to add with all the right paper work, but I just haven't got round to finding out if my entry got in or not. My excuse, well non really. I did try to phone them today but no one answered. I just hope my entry got in otherwise I am sure that I will find my self dealing with a mighterly peeved Nandi when I do finally get to talk to her.

Noticed the other day that my website was no longer online. Bloody bastard service providers took it offline for non payment of bill. So anyway, after reminding myself to remain completely and utterly calm during the whole process, I decided to pay the bills online. Despite all the old tricks of refusing to recognise my name/email address/password or giving me the option of paying over the intenet were thrown at me I managed to get there in the end. The most amazing fact is thatI got there without getting to the psycho smashing the keyboard and shouting out wankers stage. Fantastic - only problem is the link is not working - wankers.

11th: Things have been really topsy turvy the last few weeks. Had to move house, which ordinaryly is a mission but this time round the problems just seemed to multiply exponentially. A move that should have only taken a couple of weeks has evlved into a two week affair. At least the worst of it is over but it has mean that I had completely lost touch with the real world. The result of this has meant that I have got my dates mixed up. I though the deadline for Sasol was the 14th but no it is actually tomorrow. Yes so on Sunday there was an 'Oh fuck' moment - a call to the framers which garnered the sort of response which was polite but had echos of a weary school master, with his cane gently swaying behind his back, looking down at one of his many miscreants whilst they babbled some poor excuse for their failure to have done their homework. Thank you Staurt I look forward to seeing the work framed tomorrow. So to cap off a thourougly unprepared week here is one that I succesfully submitted in 2005.

June 2011

19th: This is going to be my entry to this years Sasol New Signatures. I worked like a demon to get it finished this weekend. It has everything that you could ever need, windows, a door, a bed, a chair and a mat amongst other things. Its all very spacious and comfy. For those considering building their own homes it only takes ten minutes or so to assemble the whole thing. I have titled this piece 'Together We Can'

The title comes from this years ANC by election byline 'Together we can build better communities' It just struck me how far from the truth that this statement seems to be. In South Africa you have such a large proportion of the population living in shacks that are no better built than the one I have just made. For me the question who is the 'we'. At times this 'we' seems more like a royal 'we' in that our leaders are completely detached from the realities of day to day survival that the citizens of this country are facing. Sure now and then they may may visit a township as part of a photocall to show that they care and are listening. In return loyalty is expected and received and you have to wonder why? How much do these people actually consider the costs of the lifestyles they live. Are they able to weigh up the benefits that may come about if they reduced their costs to the populus at large and invested this money back into their local community. Rather than buy a Gucci suit instead buy a woolworths one and then put the money saved into helping someone build a home for themselves. A democracy is only a democracy when it serves the people and not when the system is abused to serve the interests of a select few.


18th: Well here is my tea bag in the sky shot from the other night. I have to admit that I was feeling really lazy, pointed the camera at the sky, set the focal length to infinity and just pressed the button. As you can see the result is a non descript orange haze in the middle of a lot of black. Yes I do charge people money for taking pictures for them.

Anyway, handed in my work for the Leonard Cohen exhibition. I wasn't to happy with the final piece. The print came out great (thanks Tammy), but the sticking down turned into a farse. The result being that an empty can of spray paint was launched across the garden where it remains for the moment. The spray glue went no where, as in what was in the can was barely enough to stick down two sections. So I ended up using double sided tape, which was ok but in some parts the image has not stuck down perfectly so a little rippling can be seen. All in all a little tardy, but if you are interested I will be happy to create a whole new piece that will be way better, neater, smarter, nicer, cleaner etc etc.

8th: Here is something that I started on a year ago. It is a series of images of the boundries that exist outside of properties. I became interested in this imaginary line that extends beyond the fence, and of how some people claim it by tarting it up and others just leave it to its own devices.  The connection with the Voortrekker Monument comes with the fact that these are all tracts of land that line Monument Avenue, a road, that if it continued on its way would eventually come to the monument. So anyway to join the dots; on the one hand we have this huge lump that is a memorial to a peoples desire to create a nation for themselves. Then on the other you have this manifestation of a personal desire to define a homeland for yourself being repeated continuously along a road.

So anyway I have the choice of black or white to go with. What do you think? Personally I did like the white version, but that was last night and now I am leaning to the black one.