Sumo

When I lived in Barrydale, I used enammel paint. In Ysterplaat I have yet to do so.

Another memorable Marias sentence or two,

this time from Your face tomorrow 1: Fever and spear

People cannot help but go and tell what they hear, and they tell everything sooner or later, the interesting and the trivial, the private and the public, the intimate and the superfluous, what should remain hidden and what will one day inevitably be broadcast, the sorrows and the joys and the resentments, the grievances and the flattery and the plans for revenge, what fills us with pride and what shames us utterly, what appeared to be a secret and what begged to remain so, the normal and the unconfessable and the horrific and the obvious, the substantial - falling in love - and the insignificant - falling in love. Without even giving it a second thought.

The Nightmare

These drawings, done with digital pen and tablet, are called Woman having a nightmare I and II, and Woman waking from a nightmare. Together, they form a narrative, a hyper-realistic one, virtually.

Two crappy videos

Dog poo gets picked up everyday (well, nearly every day) by one of us, and Ysterplaat being in Cape Town, not Vancouver, it gets deposited into the garbage bin. Neatly sealed, most of the time.

Searching for better ways of dealing with this issue, I came across this page, http://www.cityfarmer.org/petwaste.html where two responsible people in two separate videos explain how to compost pet waste. I am impressed. Especially with the lady who has been using this system for more than twenty years.

Swansong

Mute swan, painted panel on a door in Ysterplaat