Posts tagged ‘Africa’

January 16, 2016

This is not that place

I used to have a dream where I woke up late and the final is today. Can’t drop the class, too late. It’s already started. Up the hill and into the law school. It feels impossible. Through the window of the room on the second floor of the junior high school a college class. Ancient dark-wood desks in a square like high school history and the math teacher is taking the exam along with his students. But it’s German. His face is calm and almost smiling, gently committed to his own blissful work. As if he has all the answers. The light through the achromatic windows is that of an old library, and it flattens on a black-salt, dust-stained dirty floor from which you would never pick up the candy and eat it.

Then there’s this other dream where everything, all of the work, is miraculously completed upon my arrival. This is not that place.
This is not that place
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April 19, 2015

A valley storm

A dirt road, South Africa.
A valley storm
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April 18, 2015

Surface dwellers

Outside up.
Surface dwellers
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Downside in.
Surface dwellers
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April 17, 2015

All of the middle ground

KwaZulu-Natal, South Africa
All of the middle ground
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November 13, 2014

Profilescape

The view was the other way.
Profilescape
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June 10, 2014

Two roads converged

Two roads converged
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May 27, 2014

For the rain or the sun

It was one of those mixed days where downpour and sunburn were equally likely. Sometimes it rained whilst sunny. This, I’m informed, is called a Monkey’s Wedding. There were four weddings that day, one being quite volatile. Just as it started, it stopped. The thick drops slapped at the wipers, spread across the windscreen and sizzled into the sky in minutes. It happened so quickly I wondered if the same recycled drops might fall on us again. In the very next valley, this man came strolling over the hill with his umbrella at the ready, another storm rolling up behind him.For the sun or the rain
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May 26, 2014

Craggy road through Weenen

When you roll through the bush in a small car there’s a good chance you bottom out on a road like this. It only happened once.
Craggy road through Weenen
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May 19, 2014

Bell Park Dam – rain in the distance

This is a friend’s backyard. I was introduced to him at the supermarket in the day and by dusk arrived here. I’m guessing on the exact place – because we drove this in the twilight and returned in the black. Night in the hilly countryside being what it is, I’ve done my best to retrace the steps and Bell Park looks right. Here we were a few thousand feet up over a drop-off with a couple handfuls of kids running about. To get here you travel down a dirt road off a dirt road and on the way back you roll past people carrying their belongings in the rain. They pop up around corners for a brief moment in the headlights, and it’s amazing how they fly almost standstill into nothing behind you. I remember feeling less than settled that night after the spectacular view and the winding, dipping drive home.
Bell Park Dam - rain in the distance
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April 28, 2014

Lone tree, blue sky, soy field

We argued for a while and decided no one would win, kind of the way the sky and the land fight for the better half of a day. At times the land rises into the edges of the blue or lays out like a perfect carpet, but then there are moments where the sky denies support from all else and fills up with wisps and stacks of disbelief. A good argument, of course, considers the other’s paradigm, then falls apart as necessary. At least that’s my point of view.
Lone tree, blue sky, soy field
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