Cry, The Beloved Country – by Alan Paton is a book we all read when we were littlies at school. I don’t remember the whole story I remember that Reverend Khumalo has to make a trip to Johannesburg and this is such a huge task, travelling to the big city. The whole story revolves around this city.
It’s my city, this is has been home since 1975….
I saw a beautiful photo taken by a photographer friend, captured in winter, from quite a distance. So beautifully captured, and he gave me permission to paint from his photo.
I loved painting this, the winter grass is painted over gold leaf and this gives the painting such a beautiful shine.
Painting this gave me a yearning desire to read my old school book again and to see Johannesburg through Reverend Khumalo’s eyes. I need to find an old copy of the book somewhere.
Power lines are a bit like stick dinosaurs, don’t you think? I don’t know why I like them, what is it that attracts me, I just know I do like them, a lot! When we take long drives I always admire the scenery and the elegant looking stick dinosaurs.
I think photographers like them too, it is so easy to find beautiful landscape and sunset photos with one or two power lines dominating the composition of the photo.
Who would think that something that can ruin a perfect landscape composition, or something ugly could be made to look beautiful. We might prefer they were not there….but they do offer a beautiful symmetry in our vast landscapes and I always take a few pics.
This was painted from one of my cell phone photos – a trip down to Cape Town with my boy ♥