Granddad woke us up early every morning, as early as a sparrow’s fart, and he always had a big smile … More
Category: African art
Zululand dusk
Zululand dusk, the colors overwhelmed, the upcoming dance noisy and exceptional. That was once my home.
Zulu girl in South Africa
I loved the way the sun played at her neck and face. We didn’t speak the same language, but we … More
Tuesday morning market days
The children wore their Sunday best to the market, for it was a special day. They would be meeting their … More
The colored coat
No matter how hard the day or heavy the burden, she wore that coat with pride.
Zulu woman and children in South Africa
The sun scorched the earth, sending fumes of dry sand past our faces, but we walked on, we walked on. … More
