I took this image in my flat in Nice one night after a service ran late one night, when all I wanted was a pasta puttanesca and some inspiration from Dior.
When given the rare opportunity to see the Kalahari from the skies, something of the desert’s timelessness sinks in, letting your spirit soar.
Taken in Paternoster at sunrise during midwinter, the images transported us to the beaches of Normandy, but kept as anchored on home turf.
These majestic Ankoli cattle, ascending the hill, reminds me of Africa’s infinite beauty.
A series that imagined a Renaissance artist’s still life after the artwork had been completed and the objects and subjects were left alone.
I was raised on vars plaas melk, and to me, this image gives this miraculous ingredient the pedistal it deserves.
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