Pictures from the square yard 8: Store Cafe; In a hurry

The Dutch writer Simon Carmiggelt made a living by observing from his ‘own’ chair and table on a terrace in Amsterdam. He wrote about objects he saw, about people and interaction between them, the sky, the weather and so on. And his stories never became boring; he could even write five or six pages about lightning a sigaret; between taking a match and the first inhale of smoke…

I became inspired by this when sitting on two terraces; one in Somerset-West (Store Cafe) and at the terrace of Thandi in Elgin. I made a selection of 20 images (10 of each venue). Each serie I begin the  gate and you may make your own story. My story is in each individual picture.

To provide this serie with an own signature I added HDR-toning to each picture.

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Pictures from the square yard 6: Store Cafe; The Leak

The Dutch writer Simon Carmiggelt made a living by observing from his ‘own’ chair and table on a terrace in Amsterdam. He wrote about objects he saw, about people and interaction between them, the sky, the weather and so on. And his stories never became boring; he could even write five or six pages about lightning a sigaret; between taking a match and the first inhale of smoke…

I became inspired by this when sitting on two terraces; one in Somerset-West (Store Cafe) and at the terrace of Thandi in Elgin. I made a selection of 20 images (10 of each venue). Each serie I begin the  gate and you may make your own story. My story is in each individual picture.

To provide this serie with an own signature I added HDR-toning to each picture.

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A Fairy-tale from Stanford

A friend of us in the village used to make ‘faeries’. He made a good living out of it and even employed people from (hate that expression:) ‘previously disadvantaged communities‘ (which are BTW still marginalized). The faeries from Stanford, South Africa went all over the globe. But as with so many great new ideas and products; there are always those copycats who do it cheaper and often with inferior materials. The faeries are now made in … (guess….).

A fairy-tale is a surreal story and usually with a happy ending. Our friend’s fairy-tale did not have a happy ending but the remains of his own faeries are all over his place and tell their own story. When processing a selection of 2 images of desintegrating faeries in his garden I tried to emphasize the reality beyond.

But my friend and his wife are an optimistic couple. Soon they will start with a new range of angel faeries and let’s all hope that the follow up of this fairy-tale has a happy ending after all.

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Pictures from the square yard 1: Store Cafe; The Gate

The Dutch writer Simon Carmiggelt made a living by observing from his ‘own’ chair and table on a terrace in Amsterdam. He wrote about objects he saw, about people and interaction between them, the sky, the weather and so on. And his stories never became boring; he could even write five or six pages about lightning a sigaret; between taking a match and the first inhale of smoke…

I became inspired by this when sitting on two terraces; one in Somerset-West (Store Cafe) and at the terrace of Thandi in Elgin. I made a selection of 20 images (10 of each venue). Each serie I begin the  gate and you may make your own story. My story is in each individual picture.

To provide this serie with an own signature I added HDR-toning to each picture.

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Once upon a time…..

…. in a time when there were less speed-maniacs from Cape Town and Gauteng on the rural roads of South Africa, Frikkie and his wife Riana, so goes the story and South Africans are good story-tellers, drove in leisurely pace their Sunday afternoon ride through the country-side. The car was old, rattling and shaking a bit on the dirt roads but still moving forwards until …… somewhere in nowhere ….. the engine-block fell. The couple was almost home. Optimist as Frikkie has always been he said to his wife “No problem which can’t be fixed” and both tried to lift the engine in place again. But alas, it didn’t work out that way. They left the car after an emotional farewell and taking the registration plates off. The car is still there where they left it minus useful spare parts. These spare parts were taken out overnight and that is also typical South African.

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