by merlelevin | Jun 1, 2021 | Uncategorized
Apologies. I can’t be long. I need to buy a drum. There are no djembe drums from West Africa, looking for new owners in my new, rural community. Since I arrived home last night, my fingers are tapping everything in sight – kitchen counter, bed sheets, oatmeal pot half...
by merlelevin | May 26, 2021 | Uncategorized
Inspired by the book “The gentle art of Swedish Death Cleaning” By Margareta Magnusson. I came to the book on döstädning after a conversation with some of my Norwegian students. I was impressed by how easily the topic of death cleaning slipped...
by merlelevin | Jun 18, 2019 | Uncategorized
A washout of creativity and fun. This year is my first Fynarts experience as I am a newbie to Hermanus; a recent transplant from the roadrace and brightlights of Sea Point. I am slowly finding waze to meet local people and add my spice to the mix. Fynarts seemed a...
by merlelevin | Jun 13, 2019 | Uncategorized
It takes a village to raise a sentence. Trying my hand at calligraphy feels almost as challenging as raising a child and I realize it takes a village to create a sentence that has the artistry, flair and flourish of calligraphic script. I’m trying to listen to inner...
by merlelevin | May 2, 2019 | Uncategorized
The Dutch have managed to name a state of being that I am in love with today. It’s a word that explains exactly how it feels to be turning 70 – tomorrow. One last day in the republic of sixty nine. Tomorrow I will finally have grown up. No more asking...
