on the road

on the road going nowhere slowly ,id rather float than be here so i get on my love wagon and getting the hell outa here .there is no joy here just sorrow sorry i aint gonna take it no more hence my bags are packed boot full of water  iam out to get hydrated else where.see no point in staying no rain will  come this way this summer feels like winter flora dying of thirst me of stress so peace iam out

PRISON STATE OF MIND

Procrestination is a prison I realised today  blogger of note Nana Kofi helped me reach this realisation Ideas are diamonds in the ruff and we need to dig em up so we see them clearly and wash them and refine them basically work them like miners work in search of gold or platinum in the north west province.I went to visit leeukop prison a coupla moons ago and realised that many youngsters who are inside have realised that there is no time to waist in this lifetime.your dreams and hopes are never blocked by the prison warderer but by your own inhabitions and fears .Many don’t need to be behind bars to be prisoners.at leeukop I noticed that it was still like the paterns you find outside jail .there were those who saw their mistakes and were busy equipping themselves with skills and knowledge to help them hit the ground running once outside like Itumeleng Tshegara (21) who is in prison for five years for armed robbery is now a motivational speaker and  is also attending schooling  at the Leeuwkop correctional centre(wearing the rosary) and there were those who preferred to sit behind bars with their hands folded the whole day.

FEATURED:RIAAN BOLT

Portrait of an antique dealer ,this is by far one of my favourite photographs I made this year and also one that felt most natural while making.when I first met Riaan Bolt at his home in Linden he was calm and happy to see me, good sign number one: naturally I became happy to meet him .Juice or coffe he inquired juice I opted ,then it was the beginning of work for us ,Riaan tells me of the furniture he has on sale ,Iask him to tell me about him and he does so gracefully as if talking about his favourite friend; tells me he got into antiques by genes his parents collected he says calmy .Basically we clicked like long lost friends hence I see fit to feature this creative soul who is a qualified piano teacher/player,model and this I decided after our shoot he was great and has a beautiful face ,antique dealer and art collector of note.

BURN TO BUILD

This thought came to mind last night as i watched a furniture shop burn down in rosenttenville south of Johannesburg,When something like a fire happens to your business do you rebiuld or move on.One career option i also confirmed to myself that i would not do just because Iam not man enough is firefighting these men and women risk their lives on a daily basis just to save others lives these guys are our real heroes they talk and calm fires that threaten to drop buildings in a whiff,so my big ups go to the Johannesburg firefighters who do the job I would rather someone else did.

WHERE WERE YOU ON THE 27/28 OCT 2011

I DO PICTURES MOSTLY TO REMEMBER MOMENTS IN MY PAST THAT RECLECT ON THE FUTURE,WE HUMANS HAVE A TENDENCEY TO FORGET QUICKLY.WHERE WERE YOU ON THE 27-28-10-2011,I HAD ALMOST FORGOTTEN UNTIL I STUMBLED OF THESE IMAGES.ON THE MORNING OF 27-10-2011 I WOKE EARLY AND HITCHED A RIDE TO THE SOUTH OF JOZI TO A LOCATION CALLED THEMBALIHLE MEANING GOODFAITH .
PART OF THE REASON I WENT THERE WAS TO COLLECT MEMORY.ON THIS DAY I WANTED TO REMEMBER THE FACES OF THOSE WHO BELIEVED IN THE VIEW THAT THE MARCH ON THIS DAY WAS INDEED GOING TO BRING ECONOMIC FREEDOM IN THEIR LIFETIME.IN THEMBALIHLE I SAW DA,ANC.PAC AND COPE UNITE AND ALL SAY SIYAYA E PETORI.13 DAYS LATER THE LEADER OF THE ANCYL WHO LEAD THE MARCH GOT SUSPENDED FROM THE RULING PARTY, WILL THE PEOPLE OF SOUTH AFRICA SEE THE FRUITS OF THEIR LABOUR.BROTHERS SISTERS MOTHER AND CHILD SLEPT ON THE OPEN IN A STADIUM IN PRETORIA I HEARD NO SINGING ON THE MORNING OF THE 28TH AFTER THE LONG WALK DUBBED THE COMBRADES MARATHON WAS FINISHED NO SIYAYA E PETORI ,THERE MASSES WERE IN PRETORIA NOW, WHAT NOW THEY ASKED AMONGST THEMSELVES.A LONESOME DISC JOCKEY BELTING A TUNE FROM DURBANS FINEST"I GYM MAPHI LE WEIGHT".THERE WAS NO SINGING BUT JUST SLEEPY FACES AND CONTEMPLATIVE ONES OTHERS ASKING ALOUD WHAT AM I DOING HERE.I REMEMBER THE HOPE AS PEOPLE CLIMED ON TO BUSSES I SAW THE FACE OF THE JOBLESS,THE POVERTY STRICKEN,THE MOTHER DOING IT FOR THE FUTURE OF HER KIDS ,FATHERS WHO HOPED THIS WILL HELP THEM REGAIN THEIR DIGNITY IN THE FACE OF SOCIETY THE HOUSELESS,LATER ON THE DAY ON TV I SAW THE RICH IN THEIR WALKING SHOES TAKING THAT EXTRA MILE TO PROTECT THEIR TENDER FUTURE I SAW THE FIESTY PROTECTING THEIR PRESENT AND FUTURE WITH HUNGRY AND THIRSTY MASSES BEHIND THEM.I MAKE PICTURES TO HELP ME REMEMBER ,LOOKING AT THESE PHOTOGRAPHS NOW I CLEARLY REMEMBER THOSE 2 DAYS IN THEMELIHLE ,BEYERS NAUDE SQUARE ,OUTSIDE THE CHAMBER OF MINES IN SANDTONAS WELL AS THE SCENE IN COLENDRON STADIUM IN PTA .MY VIEW IS THE PEOPLE MUST REMEMBER AND HOLD ACCOUNTABLE THOSE WHO MADE BOLD AND EMPTY PROMISES TO THEM,WHILE THEY WERE HOMELESS JOBLESS TIRED AND THIRSTY WHERE THEY LED TO THE LAND OF MILF AND HONEY AS PROMISED.

GROOT mARICO

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Me and my daughter had great fun even though she kept on going on stage wanting to play with Lindiwe Matshikiza while she was perfoming ,my girl looked at me and said iam gonna play with that lady.I floated in a very deep river there it was soo surreal for me scary at first but then i felt like i was flying men it was nice ,these for me are great memories and photography for me helps preserve those memories

1.Couple of moons ago in a small town of the north west musicians hippies jazz lovers and makers descended on Groot Marico I can assure having been thwre Groot Marico is not Groot but it has groot wonders like their rivers and ambiance .so Marcus Wyatt and crew ,Siya Makhuzeni and her crew the river crew the melville crew ,my crew had much fun in the

North West.

still in the North West state of mind

Since i have been rolling with the news paper i find myself being exposed to tastes that are unfamiliar to my palette but being the budding explorer that iam i take it in my stride with a glass of water of course.So this year i attended for the first time the aardklop festival in the Potch area in the North West (me think my employer has a huge market there).So i packed my afrikaans dictionary and got on the N12 with gusto.Having been born and bred in Joburg i pride myself with the notion that my kind of breed can fit in anywhere in the world so i thought what is North West,the weather on the first day was stormy but for the rest of my stay there it was sunny come shine not only the weather but the plays that show cased as well as the Art.Sam Nhlengetwa curated a show that was special in so many levels ,1st it was his own private collection,2ndly the dude collects art so he is not only an artist but he is also an art investor ,that my friends is ultra special big up to Bra Sam when I grow up i will remember that.Another show that stood out for me is Penumbra a dance piece by drama students from the University of Petoria,choreographed by Nicola Heskins from the Matchbox Theatre Componay,The powerfull well lit and thought out piece is about the mystical life and Times of sculpture and artist Helen Martins.the Choreographer tells me thewomen was suspected of being involved with her black helper in the apartheid days as well as the local priest but all this was rumour,A scene that got some of our conservative audience stood and walked out when the Multi racial cast in a shebeen scene started being physical and playing out a love scene ,for me this bit touched a sore point for the predominently white audience who in their society still dont mix Freelly.After the Plays I always made sure i got me some billtong at the market of the festival ,there were many great productions i saw sad i missed the message as they were in Afrikaans,but next year things will be better as i still keep my afrikaans dictionary close by when i am short of Vocabulary when i minglle with my new collegues.Sien jou later mense totsien while i reminisce about one of the best jols i had in the provinces went to Mystic Bull/Boer its interesting how some boys just cant resist chocolate chip cookies LOL.

who's side are u on,in this politikal game

Well its enough with the apologies on so many levels like black sSouth Africans who join Parties like the DA take Lindiwe Mazibuko also finally felt like enough is enough DA is my democratically chosen party my drug of choice its either i lie down and be walked over by lets assume the majority of our beloved country thats free or dom or I will rise not only from these glares feeling pity for the so called tea lady but i shall rise in my Parties ranks as well i will fight to freelybe in my chosen party as well as be a force to be reconned with even within my party iam shedding the debate mate persona to your political rival ,who might one day grow bigger than the DA.agg these are just my rantings as i have also had enough of being apologetic for not taking care of this blog i have had enough so now its on .I took a picture of this DA member in the north west on youth day he was not shy to wear his heart on his sleave despite majority of his community and friends are in the ruling ANC ya ne its good now people can choose and not live in fear on the masses reaction to their choice.

out of the wood works

My word i feel like such a loser for niglecting my blog dont know how it happened as i cant even spell the word ,but i feel like such a wack mother.but the reason is valid; i have been working at a newspaper and have been publishing in print but i bet thats not a valid reason either hey so i will most def make it up to you my blog and its imaginery followers this is what i will do i will be taking the best shots and telling you how they came about where was I and so forth so it should be a visual Party hopefully followers will tell their friends and their friends frieds to come to lemads visual feast party .

5ltrs full with a can of 340ml goodness

Its been a while no updates no write ups,I feel ashamed but i have been caught up by day to day survival and i do apologise to myself ,for letting myself down.Moving right along i thought 340ml my favorite jozi based band performed last Wednesday in OST Newtown.The venue in its design is tiny and this larger than life 4 men band was squeezed in and the fans including my self followed I fought my way to the front to get a glimpse of these guys,it was packed and boiling hot.The performance was great lovely yummy people in abundance .great night and here a pics to help me remember the feeling i had that night.