Beauty rattles my insides

In early June, I spent a few days on my own in the Klein Karoo. What I love most about this place is the landscape. Witnessing the changing light through the day and how it reveals the beauty of the natural world never fails to rattle my insides.

Life in the Quiet Is Loud

The Karoo does not try to impress you. It does not shout, it does not sparkle on command, and it does not bend to your itinerary. It just is—vast, dry, stubbornly beautiful. In that starkness, traveling with The Inventure, I rediscovered not only the landscape, but the work I do, the people I do it with, and the way I want to live.

Obstacles pave the way

A few days before our most recent Karoo Inventure, it looked as though the experience might not happen. Snow covered the mountains, the river was in flood, icy winds swept through the valley, and contingency plans seemed to multiply by the hour.

We Are The Ancestors

We are the Ancestors is a collection of stories from the lives of ordinary women as told in their voice; not polished, neat or overly structured.

The Beauty of Sonder

In February, I spent three weeks in Southeast Asia, a week of that in Cambodia. A place of history, story, and beautiful people, but it wasn't the grandeur of monuments and ancient architecture that stayed with me. It was three fleeting moments that I keep returning to.

Is It Selfish to Step Away?

The world feels increasingly chaotic, relentless and uncertain. In moments like these, I often find myself asking a difficult question: is it indulgent to step away from the noise of the world and go offline for a few days? Or is it precisely what is needed?

Pura Vida

I had the privilege of spending the last two weeks of January in Costa Rica and Miami on a work trip. Before heading across to Miami, I had three days to explore and I chose to maximise every spare moment. I crossed five of the seven provinces, moving from one coast of the country to the other in 3 days. 

The Karoo Will Provide

The minute I descend down the last pass entering the Gats River Canyon, making my way down to the campsite to finalise the last of the welcoming setup before the group arrives on foot, I feel a sense of total relaxation come over me. I know that by now we do not need anything more. Nothing else from the “outside world” will improve our experience down by the river.

Reflections from the Recovery Bench

Turning off my phone for ten days did more than disconnect me from noise - it reconnected me to my body, my creativity, and the quiet wisdom of place.

The ‘Call of the Karoo’ Collection

A story of unexpected connection, creative roots, and a return to the Karoo - where art, place, and memory meet.