I was born in Johannesburg, South Africa in the 1960's. While South Africa is stunningly
beautiful it has a troubled history. As a white child I experienced some of the best of my country but I was also affected by the suffering Apartheid created. The process of working on this autobiographical series has had a profound impact on me. Painting becomes cathartic where I recapitulate my life: old wounds are healed, lost parts of myself are retrieved and a new understanding occurs. |




did i think my nanny was my mother was she thinking of her own child |


the shadow of apartheid separates our realities |
the veld has hidden dangers in its wild beauty i was taught not to venture out |
at victoria falls the monkey tricked me i thought we were playmates until it bit me |
in a language i could not understand regina told her visitor how to keep the tokoloshes away |
it took years to see the hidden shadow |
Oil on Panel - 12" x 12" |



when i was sixteen school children in soweto were shot for protesting discrimination i carry my own guilt |
i stand at the threshold of many cultures searching for my place |
i see a new kind of circle created in south africa |