I attended the recent Pen & Stone workshop by Heleen de Haas, at Aswater / Die Letterhuis, situated between Klaarstroom and Prince Albert in the Karoo. And what an experience it was! Not only did I learn, play and rediscover … Continued
Writing without meaning: a creative journey of mark making 15 &16 June 2018 Oranjezicht, Cape Town Leesette Turner & Heleen de Haas R1000 9-11 August Leesette Turner, Heleen de Haas Die Letterhuis on Aswater farm, Prince Albert ‘The brush dances … Continued
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This is a share/repost from an article Let’s Chalk About a Vegan Revolution!, by Isabelle Tamm, on freefromharm.org It’s only natural, once we become aware of the horrible injustices humans thrust upon our fellow earthlings, that we then want to … Continued
Between nothing and something, Where the world holds its breath, Lies the fallow land of hope – Tenuous, uncertain as a hare on the chase, Drawing in the breath – A deep gulley incised by the brave. Hush, hare, run … Continued
Human energy misdirected; Pollution tells the story Of man’s thrice rejected soul. Dumps of plastic tell of power Thrusting deep into the land Where virgin springs no longer flow. Thrice denied brings home glory For the soul struggling to breathe … Continued
My soul longs for the silence of the desert, The quiet words of sand shifting slowly, Dune into dune, Completing the picture perfect – Absence of man’s mind, Stirring like a drone of bees, Humped one upon the other, Buzzing, … Continued
You stand sentinel to man’s longing – Pressures of life lifted by yours. Your time must come, indeed, When all Life will mourn your passing – The passing of greatness unequalled on earth, For you, trees, are our guardians Though … Continued
You don’t have to travel My descriptions can transport you to valleys filled with mist where the songs of the birds are swallowed by the wisps of water and vine that hang between trunks and branches. Or to the wide … Continued
The world was once green And antelope walked upon it. There was life then, in abundance, And water for the joy of the spirit. Into pathways of death? How come has man traced these water lines How come does … Continued
Creations within nature have a way of moving the heart as no other art form can do for me. A moving tribute to Life. As waves wash, as light plays its tune within moving shadows governed by Creation, so do … Continued