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When life gives you an artichoke
Yes, just one.
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Meeting ourselves where we are
Not having sent out a newsletter in too long has been nagging at me like a fly against a windowpane. Perhaps its for this reason that illustrator/author’s latest missive (her 200th!) struck a particular chord: I send a text message to someone saying that I’m trying to
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Feeling the blues
A swansong swim at Miller's Point.
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While things fall apart
Read "Middlemarch"?
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Life after death
A lesson in impermanence
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Rollercoaster pasta making
And other attempts at staying sane.
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Home is where the art is
In addition to seeing old friends and revisiting beloved places, another wondrous thing about returning to South Africa was being able to retrieve numerous prints I’ve collected over the years. It has been a joyous reunion indeed — after all, when it comes to transforming a house into a home,
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California without the Teslas (kinda)...
A postcard from Cape Town.
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Comfort food — and the contentment of cats
On channelling one's inner feline (and stuffing your face)
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Finding beauty within the bareness
When winter has come.
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The nuclear apocalypse playground
Clambering onto rocket launchers, and the rusting wings of Sukhoi fighter jets. Scrambling through dimly lit tunnels. Jumping on the heavy metal lid of a missile silo. Pressing *the* button in the control room a dozen storeys below ground — yes, the one that, until it was decommissioned, would’ve launched
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The saudade safari
Greetings from LAX. I have just been checked in for my flight to Europe — a feat that required furnishing: * my CDC vaccination card * proof of a just-done antigen test (nose-tickling, eye-watering [and not just cos it costs $80], but most importantly, negative) * two passenger location forms (for