Afrikaners call it a ‘Skoenlapper’ but I’ve never seen a ‘Vlinder’ (=Dutch) repairing a shoe.
The English name it ‘Butterfly’.
Have you ever seen one on butter?
A combination of natural bonded South African soil and South African Sterling Silver; very time consuming to create but each piece of this kind of jewellery art is unique and is complemented with a certificate with the name of the owner as model-name.
People from outside South Africa love it. Unfortunately many South Africans, so it seems, are not very proud of ‘Made in South Africa’….
If you look into all kinds of remarks on social media it’s amazing of what people write about themselves. Sometimes it’s the biggest nonsense that gets the most ‘likes’.
There is this guy, I know, who is a master in fooling his ‘friends’ and ‘followers’. He is in diverse social media under different names. Honestly I have something against people with different ‘aliases’. That on its own indicates some kind of multi-personality-disorder’. The funny (?) thing is that he is believed by his audience. He would be a great car salesman I think. And to avoid misunderstandings; I’m not jealous!!!
Let’s say that he is Harry and Jerry to keep it simple for these two examples (but there are many more):
‘Harry’ is an art-photographer with a small snap shooter with front shutter. Nothing wrong with the equipment (he makes beautiful pictures every now and than) but if you live in a dusty area with gravel roads and nearby a beach you can expect that dust/sand can damage the front shutter during windy conditions. So one day he made a picture of a friend and the shutter got stuck in one or another way; resulting in a picture (on its own a nice one) of a portrait with an aura. But now the story. It’s all about magic and the miracle that overcame him when shooting this picture of this ‘tree hugging woman‘ in an ancient forest. Never had such a laugh; especially when I found out that he had to buy a new camera (the one with the aura was the camera’s last breath).
This week however I was even laughing louder. This time it was Jerry responding to a posting on Facebook “….. You know that I’m trying hard to be a Buddhist ….” etc., etc. And I thought: Well Josef (let’s say that this is his real name 😉 ) isn’t it time to cut the crap, sell your Mercedes (won’t be that difficult for you), fill your rug sack with dried fruits and so on, go and sit for 3 weeks or so in solitude on the mountain top (clouds and dew with provide you with water)? It’s like a tribal initiation but than without the ‘butcher’. Maybe, only maybe, than you will come to your inner self Josef or whatever your name is…
I rather stick to ‘friends’ and ‘followers’ with less blah blah blah. But who am I?
P.S. You might wonder why I’m a ‘follower’ of this person who I know fairly well. Very simple: in my heart I believe he is a truly nice guy who sees the beauty in his surroundings and experiences. He truly cares about people, is an excellent writer and so on. In conversations we always have a good laugh, etc. But I just don’t like it when certain people pretend to be different as who they really are. Speaking for myself I will never tell/write a story and pretend it really happened; the least I would do is mentioning it’s fiction, a fairy tale, a novel or whatever. There are already too many spin doctors out there. It also says something about the ‘believers’ . I’m astonished about the lack of critical ‘absorbing’ and interacting of those ‘believers’ …. And now I come to think of it I’m Laughing Out Loud (LOL). A good comprehensive read for all working with social media is this article about ‘netiquette’ or ‘online etiquette’.