These teabag art quilts do more than form a landscape. They become a part of the landscape. The art quilts pulsate with energy and light; the kinaesthetic quality intensifies when the wind softly blows on them, and the light plays…
The three winter quilts — June, July, August — are made to be read together as a single winter landscape and a single sentence. Be Still. And Know. I Am. It is a verse from Psalm 46, and it is…
We might not have a harsh white, snowy winter in Eswatini, but nevertheless spring arrives in a vibrant eruption. Jacaranda, bougainvillea, poppies, daisies…flowers with the ambivalence of being both beautiful yet an invasive, non-endemic species. When my family takes time…
I have been watching my very indepedent daughter walk away her whole life. Up the path to nursery school in Gobabis, small legs going faster than I expected. Into classrooms, friendships, experiences. It’s pride laced with something that has no…
Most of my twelve teabag art quilts hold their shape. They are colourwash impressions — warm, pixelated, luminous when backlit. But November is different. It is dark. Storm-coloured. A brewing sky, heavy with what is coming or what has already…
Every December, my family and I make the same journey. It’s the great ‘trek’ down to the coast. It takes two days of driving to get from Eswatini to Stilbaai, a small coastal town in the Western Cape. Two days…