The coffee in my cup has gone cold, but the heat emanating from my hands is enough to trick my mind into thinking that it’s still hot enough to drink. It’s the sheer intensity of the story that causes my palms to feel hot and sweaty. Leonie continues at a pace that leaves me no time to come to terms with her thinking that she was to blame for the death of her stillborn.
The large painting that now stands behind us is not to be ignored, despite being unfinished. It cradles you in giant, resplendent hands and swallows you up in one, swift, biblical gulp. Leonie catches me marvelling at it and I comment on the religious connotations that weave themselves between the figures she’s painted.
Post-Event Press Release 2011 Written by: Sonja T. du Plessis, 496 Words Theresa & Ian Richardson, Ikhaya Le Themba, 021 557 4340, firstname.lastname@example.org For Immediate Release: Ikhaya Le Themba hosted Benefit Dinner at Upper Eastside Hotel and raised R82 600 for the terminally ill Ikhaya Le Themba held a ‘Benefit Dinner’, by means of an […]