Empty nest

The older I get, the more life resembles my childhood, and with all this free time, I am returning to familiar pastimes. 

Painting, plants, animals, music, and solitude.

Life is very good.
 

Himba woman

 

 

I am an armchair traveler. My virtual journey to Africa resulted in a series of paintings.

 

My Sunny Son

Every day, Adam would get up early, with a smile on his face, and step out into the world. The last 20 years of his life were filled with loneliness, physical pain, madness, and poverty, yet he never complained. He never gave up. He never begged, borrowed or stole. His strength and integrity keep my spirit high. 

If he could do it, so can I.

 I have been frozen in grief since November 18, 2023, and his memory keeps me strong. 

My inspiration

 Adam was a real forager. He was always on the go, and made little bits of cash with his found treasures.

I've decided to honour his memory by urban foraging. I'm collecting herbs and plants for my homemade products.  

nobody told me there would be days like these

 Life was good.

Little did we know that things would get crazy. Both my children became addicts, only one survived.