The Bunker.. with a little green.

The Bunker

For my photography, I prefer dirty places; they just have so much more colour than a clean, well-lit place. Don't you think?

Happy Birthday Belinda

I know it's a bit early

But I write today

so you will know

I'll think about you tomorrow

The Waterfall by Megan

Waterfalls are beautiful in every little way,
They help us out by cleaning out the places where we play.
It always keeps on rushing, tomorrow and today,
It makes us feel beautiful too, in every little way.

Clouds and Steel

My third attempt at HDR. The storing towers at Moordrift Dairy, Limpopo.

Moordrift Dairy is the oldest Dairy in The limpopo province. The entrance to the Dairy is directly opposite the spot where the Moordrift massacre occured more than a 150 years ago. 23 boers including their children were murdered. The trees surrounding the present memorial are also national monuments. It is said that the heads of the children were bashed against the tree stumps until they were dead.

"In 1854 Mokopane, who was known as a rainmaker and a sangoma, wanted the intestines of a big white hunter to make traditional medicines for his own hunters. He attacked a white hunting party at Moorddrift and killed everyone except Hendrik Potgieter whom he captured and later skinned alive".

Back in Time..

I finally received my confirmation from Botshabelo http://www.botshabelogamelodge.co.za/ for the week after Xmas, and well.. I'm rather unsure how I'll cope with going away on my own again. It does however give me the opportunity to be alone with my thoughts and hopefully inject some inspiration into my Photographic aspirations.

Since given up on writing anything sensible on this here blog, I can perhaps offer to make my photos speak the words that are just milling around aimlessly in my head.

Gnarled and twisted but always strong.

Rally with a view

It was my first time staying in a chalet at a rally. Honestly, never again. I'd rather take the tent again. All the buddies and their buddies and their extended family wanted to use the shower, toilet, wash basin, bed, table, fridge etc, etc. Not worth the money or hassle.

Anyway, this was the view from our chalet. About two hundred meters down was the Rally site. Walked myself silly. Up.. and bloody down, the whole weekend.

Poison Rally

One of a few hundred biker clubs represented at this year's Poison Rally in Rustenburg. The Poison is one of the 'milder' of the Rally's; not quite Church fair, but relaxing nevertheless.

The Loft

Constitution Hill

A poster I made for Deviant Art