The Tankwa re visited – April 2023

My world is waking, a canvas of tranquillity unfolds. Clusters of pale Naples yellow grass move gracefully, their slender blades swaying in perfect harmony with the gentle breeze that caresses this soon to be hot place. The pre-dawn glow tints the east with a muted orange hue, casting an ethereal glow upon the landscape.

Silhouetted against the painted sky, the rocks stand as sentinels, their darkened forms, and my yesterday’s sculptures contrast against the emerging light. The distant hills emerge in delicate layers, and the secrets of the forthcoming day are revealed. Each moment of this sunrise brings a new revelation, a gradual unveiling of beauty and possibility.

With each step I take across the ridge, the shale floor scrunches underfoot, reminding me of the rugged terrain that surrounds me. The familiar crunch serves as a humble reminder that I am but a visitor in this grand symphony of nature. The moon and stars, brilliant just a few minutes ago, fade away, surrendering their stage to the sun.

As the first rays’ peek over a faraway mountain range, the world begins its metamorphosis. Soft shadows, like gentle fingers, reach out across the land, illuminating the sparce scrub and breathes life into the lone acacia that stands tall next to the fractured reservoir, a sentinel in this forgotten oasis.

In the distance, the majestic Cederberg range emerges, bathed in a palette of pink and mauve, its peaks seemingly painted by an artist’s brush. The colours blend seamlessly, creating a breathtaking vista that captures the essence of dawn’s beauty in the west. The tranquillity of this moment envelopes me, and I am overcome by the profound sense of harmony and peace in the stillness.

Sitting amongst the rocks surrounded by a symphony of colour and serenity reminds me of the sacredness of the natural world, and the importance of embracing it.

In this gentle dance of light and shadows, I find solace and inspiration. I wish I could share this feeling with others who are caught up in the chaos and noise of the world, tell them that there is peace and a silent sanctuary somewhere out there, if only they could find it.

My profound connection with nature is reinforced and I am once again filled with gratitude for my life.

Retirement! Day 1:)

I don’t like any of the definitions of retirement… And these days there seem to be many. Being in my mid-sixties it feels like I can use the word, but the definition is my own…….my retirement will be defined by –  not being constrained to earning an income in a formal setting – no rent to pay, limited overheads, no defined hours, no one else’s expectations to conform, no need to be politically correct or to follow the dictates of the industry. Not to be constrained by the bureaucracy, tax and time-consuming practices of owning and managing a small  (micro)  business – I look forward to learning, creating and hopefully selling my own artwork from a new studio that I have always longed for.

I want to learn, work, and play with a balance between the physical, the mental, the thoughtful and the impulsive, full days and contemplating days, trusted ways, and new discoveries. Doing what I feel compelled to do on my terms:)

I started this journey today, by picking up one of my many unfinished art pieces – I am incredibly happy with what I achieved today.

It is a panoramic landscape, representative of what is soon to be my unique environment, a monochromatic barren, but spectacular place! A dirt road running through it – which represents leaving one life and traveling to a new one. The light bright on mountain peaks, that I am most pleased with, could be a sun setting or rising, representative of ‘from and to’ or ‘to and from’ :) New direction. New place. New Life