Free demonstration of how to do during the Baardskeerdersbos Art Route
A poem by J’burg based writer/poet Jenny Santiago written in 2014:
Still your mind … Delight,
Contrasts and wonder.
Take your time, do not hurry –
Reflect and ponder.
Let your soul run free,
Filled with nature’s glory.
As Land, Mountains and Sea,
Now reveals the Overberg’s Story.
Landscapes painted – Green, Gold,
Plush red, yellow and brown.
Fynbos, Wildflowers, Cone bushes,
Sunlit Canola field, cascade down.
Rugged Mountain ranges,
Two giants colliding in open sea.
Memories of yesteryear, Ship wrecks –
Guarded treasures, you’re now the trustee.
Myriad of small little towns for you to seer.
Grabouw, Caledon, now in Napier,
An unlikely man builds a giant sundial here.
Stars and shadows of the sun his only teacher.
Bredasdorp, Aniston, down to L’Agulhas and Struisbaai,
Two towns separated by a bend called Spookdraai.
Where the ghosts of a man and young woman are said to roam.
Spirits of discontented souls, shipwrecks once their home.
L’Agulhas, place where the wind is molded and made,
Agaze you watch, Indian and Atlantic’s constant crusade.
Slanting rocks, resembling a thousand needles.
Windswept, rugged, beautiful, a lighthouse its steeple.
West of Elim – East of Gans Bay lays Baardskeerdersbos,
Named after a spider causing you hair loss.
While you sleep it prays on your hair.
Popular myth? Spend the night in open air.
Thank you Overberg for sharing your Story.
Souls now filled with beauty and glory.
We will meet again, place of guarded treasures.
An experience beyond all measures.
This weekend (Saturday and Sunday 19-20 March and each day between 10AM and 5AM) art of numerous local professional artists and guest artists (like Yvonne de Wit) are on display at diverse locations in Baardskeerdersbos in the Overberg, Western Cape, South Africa.
But besides for art there is more to see in this small village tucked away in a valley somewhere between Bredasdorp/Napier and Gansbaai/Franskraal. A stroll between the diverse artist houses gives the visitor sometimes the impression that the BBossers live and work in a different time period. Park you car somewhere, walk and see.