Street Photography in the CBD

I went to learn shooting from the hip with my camera this afternoon.
It was great fun and here are the results. The images were shot around Long Street in the CBD. Snapshots of city life.

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Muizenberg Sunrise

Today was another glorious winter days which one can only find in the Cape. I went for a walk above Kalk Bay very early and stopped on the way to catch the sun rise.

 The air was cold and calm and in a strange contrast the sea was wild.

St. James is sleeping.

An angler standing on a rock like in a morning prayer preparing for the day.

 The sun paints the sky as a prelude for the great concert.

In this moment everything changes.

The stage of the world lights up.

What a beautiful new day.

Oranjezicht City Farm - Saturday morning shopping ritual

Well known by the locals the Oranjezicht City Farm market becomes more and more popular. Set under old oak trees it is my source for really good food for body and soul.

Buying fresh organic veggies,

delicious breads,

and a visit to my favorite cheese lady are my Saturday morning ritual.

This food lovers heaven even gives wings to the young oaks.

The farm garden invites to wonder, rest and meditate.

The sunflower paints its mandalas.

The garden is a mandala in itself with a fish pond in its center.

I see its sounds and hear its colours along the flowing axis between the mountain and the city, a mantra offering refreshment for body and soul.

And as I leave a row of little bells is ringing a good bye song.

Newlands Forest Story

The Cape Town winter can have some summer days like this weekend.

The rising sun paints the forest in beautiful colors.

Golden shadow stripes lead the way.

Fern embryos are born in a loving embrace.

A spider is guarding his net in the morning dew.

 Stars are shining along the way.

A rocky path leads deep into the mystery of the forest.

Chaos reigns deep in the woods.

It is dark; death and decay are greeting me.

I meet my old friend, a crone of a tree. I feel her connection deep in the ground to all living beings.

She carries the sorrow and pain of aeons.

As I continue I meet other trees growing tall into the light.

The eucalyptus trees grow as high as the sky.

Cork oaks carry their story carved out of their bark.

I see a little seed settling on a fallen tree. Will it grow and tell a story one day?

Solitude - Rocket Rd to Sandy Bay

On Saturday I invited friends to join me on the walk along Rocket rd to Sandy Bay. It was unpleasant cold and windy. Stephen and his kids soon left me, it was just too cold.

Without company, the walk takes on a different quality. My perception changed to an awareness of being out in the cold on a lonely path to a far away foggy destination.

As I continue I noticed, despite the cold wind there is beautiful life to be experienced along the way.

A flower in a multitude of greens......

and a brave leaf with a purple heart.

The mountain announces its awaking and a glimps of spring with an explosion of yellow.

As I come down from the Rocket Rd I see the wreck of the Coppelia lying battered as a warning sign.

This shore is rocky and dangerous.

A lonely flower announces its desire to be met with aggressive colours.

It is good to look ahead to where I want to be.

On a path where the flowers play,

and are dangling like bells moved by the wind.

Finally I am home and with a deep breath take in the solitude of an empty beach.