March 19, 2006

Basketcase

It is really fun to meet an artist whose work you really admire.

It’s even more fun when within the space of 6 hours, you discover his work in a musuem, call him on his cell phone, drive 3 hours in the opposite direction you were intending on going, be taken to his thatch hut in the middle of Zululand, and have to park carefully to avoid colliding with the free ranging goats.

The man himself was cheerful and gracious, commicating well in broken English. Reuben Ndwandwe told us of his being flown to Switzerland for an exhibit (his first time on a plane, and seeing snow), and how none of his childeren have any interest in making baskets themselves.

I won’t go into the details as Jonathan has written up a wonderful account of this story of discovering these gorgeous baskets.

But what I really want to remember is our sense of adventure, and the freedom we felt as we tracked down Reuben to his home outside Hlabisa. We were heading to Durban, a 3 hour drive south. We were in a museum, and found out the artist lived 2 hours in the opposite direction. We had time, we had a map, and we had a car to take us anywhere we pleased. We had nowhere to be, no one to meet, and bread and diet Coke in the cooler. Life is good…

2 Comments

  1. Sounds like you guys are having fun! Keep up the good work :)

    Chuck

    Comment by Chuck — March 22, 2006 @ 12:25 am

  2. Really enjoyed reading your adventure, especialy the part on “Reuben’s Ukhamba”. Enjoy your trip..

    Comment by bessy — May 30, 2006 @ 3:39 pm

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