I sometimes wonder whether I would be more or less creative were it not for the depression I have battled for most of my life. On the surface of it, […]
Category: Sisyphus
A new Sisyphus
It’s been a long year, and it’s hard not to feel like Sisyphus in Johannesburg. I tackled this subject a year ago but no longer have any photos of the […]
Swimming at Night
During the summer months over the past three years I have swum in my parents’ pool in the evenings. From the water I could see the city to the south. […]