I write poetry and lyrics in English and in Afrikaans. About all kinds of subject matter. In all kind of styles. In this case I took the old and popular song, Boesmanland by Worsie Visser, and rewrote it with a focus on Donald Trump’s invitation to resettle White South Africans…
The Cape Town Jazz musicians and followers of the scene or “Jazz Cats” as they are collectively known, are serious folk. As a photographer and musician myself (I play percussion and sing) I go by the name of Paul Andrews and I smile. A lot. The other Cats – not so much, so one has to work really hard to get pictures of them smiling.
A song…Come listen. Raw curiosityMachine intellectDestination entirely unknownNo onboard power for manoeuvringRaw agentic curiosity randomly sampling the many worlds of deep spaceDroning repetitive music provides a focus point of sanity through the aeons of travel it takes between galaxiesA steady beat powers the dark nothing-space pauses within the experiential wheel…
I took along a camera and a wide lens
Paragliders on the Promenade – A photo Essay
