Collection - A Sense of Place

Mapungubwe is a trans-frontier park, established precariously where bordering countries meet. It seems closer to the sun than most places; sun-baked rocks punctuate the landscape, scoured by water courses that are now mostly dry. The red rocks are left to fend for themselves as the elements cause onion-skin weathering and the rocks exfoliate in layers when they heat up and cool down. Sitting in the twilight on the warm rocks anchored me to something deep under the surface of the earth.

And then, home, in the lush escarpment of Mpumalanga. I know this place so intimately that I almost feel it instead of seeing it. - dangerous territory when it comes to observational painting, because what you think you know may overwhelm what you see. This was an interesting process because the location of my veranda stays constant; only the seasons and the time of day changes.