'A good traveller has no fixed plans.' Tao Te Chiang
Interviewer: You were going to talk about working in black-and-white. But these images are in colour. Me: How perceptive of you! Some images will work both in colour and in black-and-white, and some insist on being processed and shown in one or the other. These photographs would have worked ok in B&W I think, but [...]
Tuinhuys (the Garden House) is the Cape Town office of the Presidency, a lovely piece of architecture with a history that goes back, as everything does in South Africa, to slavery and colonialism. It was from here that FW de Klerk declared the end of apartheid; it was from here that Mandela, Mbeki, Motlanthe and [...]
It's becoming a meme, I guess, at least of this blog - the notion that Joburg, and South Africa, is a study in contradictions. Creativity and enterprise flourish, the place is dynamic and happening - but it is also a dead-end of fraud and corruption, crime and incompetence. There is warmth, love, vibrancy in human [...]
Most days, instead of getting off the Gautrain bus opposite the Treasury, at the corner of Thabo Sehume and Madiba, I get off at Madiba and Bosman, and walk the couple of blocks to work, past the Department of Public Works and the High Court, for what passes these days for exercise. I know, I [...]
There are three guys in my office whose job it is to review the evidence - cost-benefit analyses, emissions studies, traffic analysis, urban sprawl, you name it - for a mooted east-west addition to the Gautrain network. I ride the train most days, from Jo'burg to Pretoria and back again, and much as I love [...]
I will be posting some images soon of Pretoria and the Gautrain; here is a taster.
These days I work, not in downtown Toronto, but in Pretoria, Gauteng - administrative capital of South Africa, a small city with Boer Republic roots and an African feel, a place of substantial Anglo-Dutch architecture from the nineteenth century commingled with brutalist Afrikaner buildings from the 1970s, and the litter, taxi mayhem and crumbling sidewalks [...]
