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I been back 4 day from Johannesburg, and it's so awesome to be home with little Laika, home is where the little tyke is, and after parlor gave her a good brush, and a wash and dry she is so fluffy and spritely.
I do however miss my friends in Johannesburg, there are those long standing friends that you have a great bond with, and some good people I have met there that makes me feel a little lonely. I don't miss the city at all, and it seems strange that being born and raised there, buried my parents there, and still have family there, that I have absolutely no feeling for the place, and the thought of living there leaves me cold, but I miss my friends. Make no mistake I love Cape Town, but Cape Town is a city that only loves herself, so it doesn't reciprocate at all, and through choice, character or just plain laziness, I find myself feeling isolated and apart, and once again I miss my friends. I know it takes years and in some of my friends in Jhb, we have been friends for 30 years, we grew up together, got in trouble together... and those are the ones that even though you haven't seen them in 10 years when you meet, it's as though time just hasn't passed. There are those that are almost brother or sister to me, that stuff happens without even saying, that get you and you them, that you can sit down and break bread at a table and realize hours later that it's time to go and just where did the evening go?
So this is to all those friends, I love you guys more than you know, and more than I'm ever able to show.

Here are a few pieces I have just completed, hope you like the work.







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