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Halifax Art in Parkhurst is hosting an eclectic art group exhibition.
Participating artists include:
Lynette van Tonder
Gerrie van Tonder
Themba Khumalo
Eric Eatwell
Braam van Wyk
Louise Barnard
Marina Louw
Lothar Böttcher
…and more.

The show will run for a limited time only. A walkabout evening with participating artists will be announced.

Several of new and previous work of mine are represented at this show.

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I am tired. Today has been a long, strenuous day. We live across the road from an informal settlement. Rumours were flying last night about a possible protest march and blockade of the main artery from Moloto, ferrying workers to their various destinations of employment throughout Pretoria.
At eight thirty p.m confirmation of the possible disruption was broadcast by our local police chief through community WhatsApp channels.
Night had already thrown its thick cold blanket over us. Tension was building inside and outside our house. The intended march was to start at 02:00am and uncertainty muddied our thoughts on potential disaster.
Two o’clock came and we slept lightly. At 03:30 our power went off. No electricity, restlessness mounting its steed…
By four a.m. the WhatsApp channels were buzzing with messages of crowds and barricades on the Moloto road. SAPS, Metro and POPS were ready for them and managed to disperse and prevent a major blockage, on this very busy thoroughfare. It could have been an ugly situation but alas it didn’t turn that way.
At five I was up and made a coffee by gaslight. I could hear shots and shouting from the roadside, “rubber bullets and tear gas” I was told later in the day.
By seven the kids had breakfast and Nicki left the house. I checked the road before they left and there was no way they could get through the throng of people and barricades placed on our Spioenkop road. The best would be to turn righ, away from the main road and take a detour, around the block and along Maroela ave. towards the R573.
They did and Nicki phoned later on after she dropped the children at school that she was intimidated by some of these roughnecks to turn back home. Knowing her she ignored their demands and carried on driving, luckily not over them…
Inglin had to move some stones placed as obstacles to get through to Maroela ave. and they were out of here.
I presume the march and protest is in connection with housing demands of the tenants of the informal settlement on Plot 175. Some rumours also state it is about job opportunities and cancelled projects. Either way, people are fed up. They are fed up because nothing has changed much for the good or better in the last 20 years.

The urban influx of people is accelerating throughout Africa. We cannot deny this fact…
The economy is slowing, unemployment and inflation are destroying prospects of hope. Education has been a farce and still is with greater divides between public and private schooling.
Our dependence on the”super hero” state machinery has become almost comical. We have been indoctrinated that the state of this fine republic has all the answers and will solve all our problems. It has managed to diminish the potential we all have as individuals, to learn and achieve greatness, to respect each other and to be selflessly involved in building our communities.

I want to see independence, growth and opportunities for everyone. A country where people respect and are respected.
I see a country that has a state working for its people and not the people working to keep the status quo.
I see a nation filled with pride and possibilities, fearless and caring. A future with great potential.
I also see a lot of work. We all have to lend a hand, without expecting immediate return, with a vision of a future where we can be one, South Africans, proud and strong.

“8” is the title of my latest instalment on the Anomaly series. Reference is made to the eight sides of this solid optical crystal sculpture, a criptical allusion to the infinite (∞) views and ways light is stretched, pushed and bent before it enters your eye.
To rationalise my work through scientific means would only define a small portion of its essence. The science could be ascribed to the original drawing or concept but the true essence lies in the process, the journey.
This is where intuition, experience and the human touch meticulously shape the surface to reveal the inner magic, an unexplainable experience of not quite understanding but being drawn in at the wonderment of our universe.
I am on journey to define and experience the here and now through my sculptures.

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It is Sunday morning. The dogs have howled twice already, signalling their desire to be fed (actually telling us to get the hell up and feed them).
Its going to be a busy day. Several exhibition openings starting with the International Day Against Homophobia, Transphobia & Biphobia at Alliance Française de Pretoria . An amazing programme of Music, Art & Photography exhibitions and discussions will be presented.
Then later today Beautifull will host their Grand Opening at the Factory on Grant, Norwood, Johannesburg. Several artists (including yours truly) will be exhibiting along side Willem Jansen van Vuuren’s “Beautifull” décor and spectacular visual delights. This promises to be one of those unforgettable & talked about seminal collaborative events … (

Happy Sunday to all!

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Beautifull wil host a grand opening at the Factory on Grant in Norwood on Sunday from 18:30.
Several artists have been invited to exhibit in the gallery space with new and spectacular work on show.
Please join us for this seminal collaborative show of sculptures, paintings, decor, flowers, music and all things Beautifull.


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Its dark. Our electrical network is shedding its load, “Disconnect Meditation” hour for many, actually getting used to the …
Thinking… Things are bad with lots of hope. One step at a time,one step at a time to a common goal. Lots of steps to take yet, but it starts with the first step. Find a common direction and start walking, together.
Direction is important but the paths are multitude.

Over the past few weeks many initiatives and conversation about glass and exhibitions were kindled. I suspect a fire is building. Great things are coming!
Lots of hard work ahead and looking sooo forward tucking in. Just placing these words bitby bit on this screen is becoming a liberation. (I also wish my space bar worked properly.)

(and there its gone,that tingling feeling I got in my gut. That rumble tumble,tapping along , bursts from my fingertips. And soon I’ll probably put a nail into the space bar.
Attenzione!! Attenzione!!
The moment has started and now its forward. Head for the hills!

Day two. It has been two days now that Nicki has gone down to Cape Town for Kamers. Sounds like they had a good start today.
It’s also dark again… Last night the power was out till six this morning. HEY! Lights are on!!

You know what this means? I am connected to the outside again…

Whew, I’m glad we got lights again. A whole night seems stressful. Without electricity, that is. (I really would enjoy typing more if the keyboard,the space bar, would work properly!)
But what to do?

I’m diverting my attention now with some intertainment.

Good morning. It is Saturday. Laundry in the machine, spinning, spinning.

Thinking back on this week… It has been filled with many conversations, positive and progressive plotting of the future. Mainly discussions revolved around glass. Some were enlightened observations, of a personal nature, which hit home. Actually this particular conversation was about strings, how strings are metaphors of personal attachments and the depth of their connections. Where do we come from? What is influencing our current behaviour?
I am fortunate to have these insights and people, friends who want to share and grow. I feel alive!

This morning I read an article in the Mail & Guardian ( by Trevor Ncube. I agree that the many of the troubles in our country come from strings attached far far back into history and relationships. I also agree that the leadership in our country is completely non-inspiring.
My personal observation is that politics is too embedded in national discourse. To much time and energy is spent on who is doing what and how must it be done etc.
More time must be spent on getting the shit done. It starts with taking the first step, irrespective if it might be the wrong one. We must move away from this polarised space and quit blaming others for our own inabilities.
We must take responsibility for our own freedom. We must realise that it will take constant hard work forever to liberate ourselves.

Yesterday I installed my sculpture at the Johannesburg Botanical Gardens in Emmarentia. The title of this work is “Web” and consists of several facetted lenses with holes drilledthrough them. Each lens is suspended among trees via string through the holes.
I had an idea and could see an image in my head. Each step was intuitive. I loved the process of making and would like to refer this to my above statement of taking steps.
I knew where I wanted to go and by just starting and going I traversed this space of uncertainty to a pleasing result of my labour.

Please come and see these amazing journeys undertaken by fearless artists at Jozi Landart opening tomorrow at noon by Jenny Crwys-Williams.

Artists participating in this third edition of Jozi Land Art: Lucas Thobejane, Lothar Böttcher, Anni Snyman, Erica Luttich, Gordon Froud, Chris Reinders, George Holloway, Moira McMurray, Sybrand Wiechers, Ronel Wheeler, Yannis Generalis, Di Miller, Gail Wilson, Colleen Winter, Lew Rosenberg, Suzanne Shaw, Ann-Marie Tully and Andrea Rolfes, Marilyn du Toit and Chantel Marais.
The opening is Sunday 10 May at 12:00.

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So, I have started this blog and am at odds of what exactly to post. Do I promote myself and build up an identity to be broadcast all over the globe? What do I want to get out of a blog? This last question might be the key to my dilemma.
I want to voice my opinion. I want to say lots of things on lots of different themes. I love art. I love art with glass and think I have a keen eye recognising good art made of glass. I love reading. I read about news and happenings to inform myself, of maybe understanding my place in all this. There is so much media and information at our fingertips. This is great but also has its perils.
Come to think of it my sculptures have been dealing with mass media and our perception or perspective of the world due to its influence.
I have used the narrative of our accelerated interconnectedness by making lenses. These are metaphors of mass-produced electronic devises – our information feeding troughs, if you like. All the information we feed on can be considered second hand. Broad cast moments ago…
My lenses explore this notion. My lenses are designed to play with immediacy. They “beam” all the direct info / light / image from beyond into the viewers eye. They encourage the awareness and experience of that which is here around us right now.