Where the streets have no names…
through a portal of mattress-springs (…here be dreams)
skip around the arrogance of cauliflowers…
and the colours will not be still…
stuff your fists into your ears.
It is now that you must hear through your eyes.—
(Elliot Mlalazi’s nursery in Rietvallei ext1, West Rand, Johannesburg)
I love how..in the midst of poverty … of so-called “3rd world” status, something so beautiful can arise.
I also love your attached poem that blends so well with the pictures 🙂
(that’s the last time I rely on my rss reader to pick updates from your website..it always lags :/)
Kewl …
flower power!
wowie! these picks are beautiful 🙂
hmm.. im thinking fieLD trIp 😛
very beauitful 🙂
Indeed, if we water the flowers, they will grow 🙂
Very nice 🙂
welcome to joburg- the hub of african business!
It reminds me of the guy who built a lil garden,beautifully, on a corner near marlbaro. My brothr took pics,n soon after,we saw his talents hadnt gone unnoticed by others.he appeard in the newspaper n was given a good job.its not our circumstances that define us,but what we do with it
natures beauty against the human beast… ja…
Impressed i am. Aspire i must. Beauty in squaler. Determination in hopelessness
Much Respect 🙂
Shows what can be done with a little hardwork, determination and vision.
SA RULES!
any one has directions to this place? Id like ot visit it on my trip.
Ahh Rietvallei…Seems like just yesterday that it was but a mere twinkle in some skwatta’s eye…how she’s grown!