Bukowski – The Unlikely Hero

Discovering Charles Bukowski’s writing was a bit like discovering Pink Floyd. In both cases I didn’t know a great deal about the creative artist in question. But there was something that drew me to them. Some unseen force which made me pick up their product from the shelves and buy it. With Pink Floyd it … Continue reading Bukowski – The Unlikely Hero

Home is Temporary, Roots are Permanent

There’s a novel by John Steinbeck, a famous one called The Grapes of Wrath. It centres around a family (and many other families), venturing thousands of miles westward to California in search of a better life, escaping the harsh dust bowl of Oklahoma in the 1930’s. One scene early in the book depicts how the … Continue reading Home is Temporary, Roots are Permanent

North Sentinel Island and the Paradox of the Modern World

I try to avoid the news these days. ‘News’ as we like to believe it is not news anymore, but an interpretation of facts through the lens of the reporting entity’s worldview, beliefs or worse, ideology. It’s become a propaganda machine designed to make us outraged and sow division. It’s probably always been like this, … Continue reading North Sentinel Island and the Paradox of the Modern World

Romancing The Ordinary

It’s an interesting thing being a father to a two year old. Interesting for many reasons, but one of the primary ones being the amount that the two year old teaches you. A few days ago after a downpour of rain we were walking around outside. She exclaimed at having seen something interesting, and proceeded … Continue reading Romancing The Ordinary

The Owl

It’s strange how some random moments can pull your mind right back to where it should be and remind you what life should be about. It was Saturday. I was a single parent for the morning with my two year old daughter Gem. I decided around mid-morning to go out for a walk around our … Continue reading The Owl

Johannesburg – City of Contrasts

Virtually any place in the world can be ‘home’ if you have your loved ones with you. Humans are incredibly adaptable in this regard. This week marks five years since I made the arduous move from Port Elizabeth to Johannesburg. I couldn’t let the opportunity pass without some observations about my adopted city. Many have … Continue reading Johannesburg – City of Contrasts

But I don’t think of you

One of the most profound lines I've come across in literature is a remarkably simple one - “But I don’t think of you.” About half way through Ayn Rand’s The Fountainhead, our ‘hero’ and antagonist, by chance, eventually come face to face for the first time outside a building at night. Ellsworth Toohey, the antagonist … Continue reading But I don’t think of you