The Early Bird

They say the early bird catches the worm;- or in this case the cheetah.   No sooner had the first e-invitation for “Primary Palette” pinged in people’s in-boxes, than the phone rang with an enquiry.   This adorable cheetah cub was hung in the gallery on Saturday; the interested party arranged a private visit on…

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The Cape Fires – a personal view

Fire, fire, burning bright; In the forests of the night What immortal hand or eye; Could frame thy fearful symmetry? With apologies to William Blake, this poem sprang to mind as 5,500 hectares of nature reserve burnt in the Cape fires a fortnight ago, when I was out on my annual sourcing trip.  The evening of Sunday…