New Outlets

I am happy to announce that a selection of my artworks are now available for sale through the Imbizo Gallery in Hoedspruit and Ballito.


It seems appropriate that my work should be shown in these areas, as  much of my inspiration was gathered from here when I lived in both Mpumalanga and Kwazulu Natal after immigrating to South Africa from Zimbabwe in 1980.

So, if any of you are traveling that way, maybe to visit Kruger National Park, pop in to the gallery at the Kamogelo Centre in Hoedspruit, where you will see a range of my fibre artworks and ink drawings.


Yellow-Billed Hornbill #1

If you happen to be in Kwazulu Natal, you will see some of my fibre birds at the Imbizo Gallery in the Lifestyle Centre, Ballito.

'The Sentinel' by Sally Scott. 30cm x 30cm

‘The Sentinel’ by Sally Scott. 30cm x 30cm

For further information on my work, please visit my website.

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Bohemian Bag Workshop

I will be holding a two-day creative sewing workshop in my Grahamstown art studio on Saturday 15th/22nd October 2016.


This workshop brings together my interest in fashion, design, sewing, beading, embroidery, applique and fabric manipulation, and combines it with my interest in people, their life stories and my belief that creativity can heal.

It is guaranteed to be a fun workshop, where you can make a bag or purse that can be as funky and over-the-top as you wish. It may be any size or shape and you can use whatever materials you wish. You can go crazy with embellishments and I will be there to teach you all the skills you need for the process.

With fashion trends currently being inspired by the 1960’s and 70’s hippie era, this is the perfect time to make yourself or someone else a trendy fashion accessory.

Time: 9.00am – 4.00pm

Cost: R680.00

Space will be limited, so sign up today for a workshop you will enjoy! I look forward to seeing you there.

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Images of the Self

When I set out in my career all those years ago, I had no idea that one day I would have the privilege of working with so many creatively talented young people, whose zest for life and willingness to tackle the various challenges I give them, is truly inspirational. I reflect on this as I watch this year’s group of Drama Masters students from Rhodes University exploring issues surrounding their image and identity. They take it seriously, they do what I ask and they do it well, and in the process they learn a lot, both about themselves and each other. What more could a teacher ask for? It is a perfect way for this new group, who will be working together for the next two years, to bond, understand and respect one another. (Click to enlarge the images)

The group are young, enthusiastic and have clearly done their homework, for the discussion that arises from the text I have asked them to read reveals that they have gone far below the surface. This is a good place to start, for this workshop requires that superficiality be left at the door. As the process begins, I watch the anxiety diminishing, as each of the students settles into their space and confronts the tasks before them. As always, the air of fun camaraderie permeates the room, ensuring that the rest will be plain sailing.

By the final day, with the work now finished, the students introduce and share their creations. It is a time of wonder as the others in the group get to hear the stories that surround the making of the shoes and have a chance to inspect them. It is clear that the soles that emerge from the workshop, are an accurate portrayal of the souls who conceived and produced them.

Once again, I am awed by the magic of creativity, in its ability to overtake a situation in ways that I could never have predicted. The group arrives, they are a little anxious for they have no idea what will be expected of them. The space, ambient and supportive is ready for them, as am I, although I too have no idea what will come from our meeting. But I have faith in these bright young souls before me and trust that the creative process will take them to the place where they need to be. This workshop never fails to surprise me. It just keeps getting better and stronger and more determined to touch the lives of young people who are on the brink of launching out into the world. It will help them, it will guide them and it will help them to know themselves. I can never predict what course the workshop will take, for each time it is different, depending upon the way the group unknowingly takes it. Like all good creative projects, it is an intangible force that carries us all along for the ride and leaves us in a better place than we were before the journey started.

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The Power of the Poem

Social media is a strange and wondrous thing that has completely transformed my life. Admittedly, it is a distraction that I view as both my enemy and my friend and I spend much of my time caught up in the contradiction, trying to extract myself from its greedy fingers, whilst at the same time being drawn to it as a moth to a flame. However, no matter how much I might hate its brain sucking, time wasting qualities, I do have to concede that there are numerous positives that have come out of my relationship with the Internet. One of the most important of these has been my exposure to the plight of the endangered rhinoceros and my subsequent meeting with poet Harry Owen which resulted in our collaborative effort to raise funds and awareness to help eradicate the scourge of rhino poaching in Africa.

Harry is a rare human being, a man with principles and a conscience, who not only cares deeply about the condition of our environment, but who is not afraid to speak out in its defence. A casual glance through his Facebook page will leave you in no doubt as to where his sentiments lie, and if you listen to his words in the short clip below, they will give you a better idea of the man I speak of.



In 2012 I received an email from Harry inviting me to submit a poem for possible inclusion in a book that he was putting together as a fund and awareness raising project for anti poaching. I sat with it for a while, caught between the feel-good sensation that his invitation brought up in me and the frustration of my poor poetry writing ability. I wanted to be a part of this project, but knew that my poetic skills just wouldn’t make the grade. I do, however, think that there is such a thing as visual poetry, and so when I bumped into Harry one sunny Saturday morning, standing by the artisan bread counter of our local Grahamstown morning market, I heard myself offering to illustrate his book. Until that moment I hadn’t actually articulated this idea, even to myself. It kind of just popped out, like the best ideas usually do, and as I drove home ten minutes later, I realised that I had just made a commitment from which there was no return. But, there was no need to return, for it was one of the most enjoyable projects that I have ever worked on, and it was with great joy that For Rhino in a Shrinking World: An International Anthology was launched to much acclaim in 2013.


As you have heard in the interview above, it was his meeting with the legendary Dr. William Fowlds that sparked Harry’s idea for the project, and since then the anthology has traveled far and wide, spreading its message and adding to the coffers of the Chipembere Rhino Foundation. Countless people have read and listened to the moving words of the contributing poets who come from all parts of the world. One only needs to listen to Harry Owen as he reads his poem Eyona Indala, to get a sense of the depth of passion that this project brought out in the poets:



There have been many favourable reviews, and most recently, poems from the anthology were beautifully read by Dennis Morton on KUSP’s Weekly Poetry Show in the USA. Do yourself a favour and listen in to the show in its entirety, for you cannot fail to be moved.


So, I return to our new technology and say that if, like me, you have been bombarded with horrific Facebook images of bleeding and dying rhino and feel helpless and overwhelmed by the enormity of the rhino poaching problem, take heart, for there is something you can do, whether it be signing petitions, donating funds, writing poems or simply clicking a ‘Share’ button. Or, better still, if you want something more tangible, remember that there are copies of the anthology available from The Poet’s Printery and Christmas is just around the corner! All proceeds from the sale of the book will go into the Chipembere Rhino Foundation fund.

As another dimension to the project, I have limited edition, signed and packaged prints available of each of the drawings that appear in the anthology. The cost of these is R250.00 per print, plus postage, and may be obtained by contacting me. There is also a range of greeting cards of these images, so to see the full collection, please visit my website.

For Rhino in a Shrinking World: An International Anthology of Poetry

A drawing from ‘For Rhino in a Shrinking World: An International Anthology’

In conclusion, I leave you with a quote from the foreword of this book, written by Dr.Ian Player and Andrew Muir, who heads up The Wilderness Foundation:

“What we need in the world today is to hear within us the sounds of the earth crying” (Taken from a Zen poem)

“Rhino have a particularly plaintive cry, which once heard is never forgotten. The screams of agony from rhino that have had their horns chopped off while still alive should reach out into the hearts of all of us. We believe that it is only through a GLOBAL campaign and POLITICAL will that we can save this remnant of the dinosaur age – the rhino.

The heritage of a species, the rhino, and the environment we share with it, symbolises so much of what the Wilderness Foundation  is driven to take care of. It is our hope that what lies within this anthology will reveal enough to inspire everyone to respond the “the sounds of the earth crying”.


Harry and Sally

Finally, I take this opportunity, through this miraculous platform of social media, to wish you and all the remaining rhino a blessed, safe and peaceful Christmas.

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Red Shoe Workshop

The Red Shoe Workshop aims to empower women by bringing them together in small groups to make shoes or slippers, through which they tell their stories. These fun, creative workshops have been enormously popular and the outcomes have been amazing. The workshop is suitable for women of all ages, from all walks of life and no previous artistic experience is needed. The beauty of the workshop is that it offers flexibility and can be for each participant what it needs to be, meeting each individual at their point of need. It is held in a safe and supportive space, in an atmosphere of respect and understanding, and offers participants an opportunity to express themselves in a truly creative way.

I will be holding another Red Shoe Workshop in my art studio on the 6th/7th and 13th/14th September. This fun, therapeutic, three-day workshop is not to be missed! There are only a couple of spaces left, so if you’re in the Grahamstown area and keen to join us, please book your place now!

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Comments by Previous Participants:
“Sally’s Red Shoe workshop is incredible, and I would highly recommend it to you. The workshop is inspirational, in that it encourages you to look at your life from a fresh and unique perspective. It lets you explore your womanhood, your life and your belief systems in a warm and supportive environment, where you can laugh and cry with other woman while not feeling judged. I encourage you to take part in the Red Shoe workshop as it will let you grow as an individual and spiritually in ways you never thought possible.” Lindsay Clarke


“The Red Shoe Project is a highly innovative approach to self-expression. It does not come with the self-congratulatory smugness of so many find-your-true-self-and-be-free workshops – which is one of its many virtues. The playfulness and spirit of adventure that permeates this workshop liberated me to explore redness freely, to release the stress of goal-oriented activity, and to watch with considerable curiosity (and entertainment) what emerged from my hands, my machine and my red fabric. Even when personal pain surfaced as I sewed alone, the workshop’s overriding sense of playfulness provided sufficient support for me to feel safe – and to sew some more.” Gill Rennie

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In Memoriam

A couple of weeks ago, whilst the National Arts Festival was underway in Grahamstown, I was invited to present and speak about my large textile artwork, In Memoriam, at the LAWS (Legacy of the Apartheid Wars) Conference, organized by Theresa Edlmann of the History Department at Rhodes University.

The purpose of this cross-disciplinary conference was to bring people together from all sides of the various conflicts to share their views and perspectives on addressing the legacies of these wars. In my case, I shared my own personal story of being married to an officer in the Rhodesian Light Infantry during the Rhodesian Bush War and the struggles that we and so many others like us, faced in the aftermath. I spoke of the inspiration that led to me making the work and explained some of the symbolism it contains.

2 panels, each 234.5cm x 77cm Medium: Photographs on canvas, cotton fabric. Machine embroidery and applique

2 panels, each 234.5cm x 77cm
Medium: Photographs on canvas, cotton fabric.
Machine embroidery and applique

The History of this Work

In January 2010, after a visit to the now largely disintegrated and overgrown ruins of Fort Wiltshire, in the Eastern Cape, I came upon a small graveyard, containing the remains of British soldiers and their families. On reading the inscriptions on the tombstones, I was struck by the intensity of emotion that was etched so deeply into the rock, and was moved by the poignancy of these weathered, old gravestones standing stoically amongst the encroaching bush, holding their ground in silent testament to the brave men of years gone by. This got me thinking more about the meaning and purpose of monuments and gravestones, which essentially are an acknowledgement of lives spent and pain suffered and mark a time when something or someone ceased to be. They serve an important purpose in that they offer recognition of the contributions made and the value of the life of the person or people to whom they are dedicated. This may help those who are left behind to remember, forgive, release and move on.

War and Memorial

My knowledge and experience of war came initially through being the daughter of an ex World War 2 RAF bomber pilot, and then more directly through being married to an officer in the Rhodesian Light Infantry during the Rhodesian Bush War (1964 – 1979.)

I remember as a child being very aware that my father, as a member of the Allied Forces, had been a hero in what was widely perceived as a just war. I grew up knowing that he had served with valour and that he and his fellow servicemen had been remembered through numerous monuments and annual celebrations of their bravery.

However, when Rhodesia became Zimbabwe, the few memorials dedicated to the Rhodesian forces had to be smuggled out of the country for safe keeping. As a result there is nothing tangible in Southern Africa that memorializes these men, nothing that formally acknowledges how their lives were changed forever by their war experience.

When the Rhodesian Bush War came to an end, the ground was literally cut out from under those who had served in the Rhodesian Security forces, leaving many of them in a state of limbo, brimming with tension and unresolved conflict. As happens after many such wars, this lack of closure created an ongoing internal, emotional struggle that has in many cases had a profound ripple effect in their lives.

War Memoirs

For years I have planned to write a book about my life and the journey I have taken, but the obstacle that has stood in my way that I have really preferred to avoid, was the period encompassing this war and, like many others who served in the security forces, the difficulties my husband and I faced in the aftermath. However, my visit to the forts and the graveyard kick started the process and for the next few months I tackled the subject head on, launching myself into an intense period of writing, where I was forced to recall the deepest, darkest, and at times happiest period of my life. Whilst very emotionally exhausting, the writing of these memoirs helped me release much of what had effectively been holding me back. In recalling my experience of war, I was able to remember the love and compassion I felt for those men, who on the whole were good, decent guys, born into a country and an era where they were expected to go and fight. In confronting my past, I was reminded of the sacrifices that the Rhodesian forces had made and I emerged from the process feeling very deeply that they need to be acknowledged and remembered.

It was with this in mind that I began to explore the idea of creating my own memorial, not only to these, the men that I knew, but to all soldiers wherever they may be. My recollections had reminded me that soldiers are not faceless numbers, as they are so often portrayed, but are sons, brothers, fathers, husbands and lovers, all doing what they have been called to do. The following is an extract from my journal, written during this time of reflection:

“It is 2010, thirty years since the Rhodesian Bush War was politically brought to an end. A lot has happened in thirty years, much water under the bridge. With time and hindsight one has a clearer view of all that happened back there in the day when brave young men made a decision to stand and fight for a cause that they believed in. So much was lost in that war and very little was won. Lives were lost, as they always are in war, a country was lost, no longer with the same name, ‘home’ was lost, as were families and farms, livelihoods and dreams. With the signing of the peace agreement, came the start of a brand new struggle, a) within the hearts and minds of those who remained and b) within the souls of those who left. Whichever side of the battle they were on, people were damaged and lost, one way or another. So, as I sit remembering the war, I feel the need to document it in some way. Having witnessed firsthand the struggles so many experienced, I feel the need to acknowledge the loss, the pain of those who lived and died, and those who have never really found the peace that they seek. These wall hangings, therefore, are a tribute to the men who lost their lives – in death and in life. These works do not glorify war, nor do they take sides, they are merely an acknowledgement of lives lost and pain suffered for a cause that was deemed worthy at the time.”

In Memoriam

The work is made up of two long panels. The first one is dedicated to the men who die in war and the other is for the soldiers who survive. They hang side by side and are of equal importance. As this work arose directly from my own personal experience, it refers specifically to the men I knew, the men of the Rhodesian Light Infantry. However, I believe that the message it contains is universal and applies to men on both sides of any conflict. The important thing here is not that one must feel obligated to read all the names inscribed, but to know that all lives lost in war are valuable and woven into the cloth of our collective memory.

1.      For Those Who Die

The backdrop to this scene is sunset (or could it be sunrise?) over the Zambezi Valley. Superimposed over it are transparent crosses marking the 86 men from the Rhodesian Light Infantry who lost their lives in action. Their names are embroidered in white onto the black border than surrounds the scene.

Here is another excerpt from my journal, written the day I did the embroidery:

“I feel the need to honour the men of our unit, and as I embroider all their names onto the cloth, I am aware that I must take care with each and every one of them, for they are all loved and remembered by someone, and I will give each one the reverence he deserves.”

A detail of the the panel 'For Those Who Die'

A detail of the the panel ‘For Those Who Die’

2.      For Those Who Live

This piece is dedicated to the men who go through war and make it to the other side. Upon their release from duty, they take with them the physical, mental and emotional scars of their journey, but lose the authority and recognition that they have been accustomed to. They are then expected to carry on business as usual as if the war had never happened. The task is near impossible, for a man who has lived through war will never be quite the same again. The challenge is for him to take what he has learned from his experience and redefine it in such a way that he is able to forgive and truly release himself from the bonds of this turbulent past. In my view, this challenge is equal to the magnitude of his sacrifice.

The imagery used as the central motif in this panel, is an enlarged detail from a previous piece of work, done in 2003. It relates directly to sacrifice, and may be interpreted in whatever way is meaningful to the viewer. The original inspiration for the image came from seeing the grave of a Himba chief in a remote area of bush in the Kaokoveld area of Namibia. Above the grave stood a marble cross and behind this was a pole onto which had been hammered the skulls of all his cattle that had been sacrificed for their master. It was a haunting image that took on a slightly different meaning when seen in the context of this work. The thorns that had originally been used to represent the horns of cattle could now be linked to the sacrifices made by men who go to war, or, amongst other things, be seen as symbolic of Christ and his crucifixion. On reading the poem that inspired this panel, it seemed a fitting association.

A detail from the panel 'For Those Who Live'

A detail from the panel ‘For Those Who Live’

I chose the following poem to embroider into the work, for it closely echoes how I feel about all the men to whom this work is dedicated, but in particular the men of the RLI. They were my men – the ones I loved and understood. I have seen their vulnerability, their courage and their fear, and I have witnessed their bestiality, their bravado and their pain. They were good men and deserve to be remembered. I hope that this monument to their bravery will in some small way help them to find the release and the peace that they so richly deserve.

Soldiers Bathing (abridged version for artwork)

By F.T. Prince (1954)

 The sea at evening moves across the sand.

  Under a reddening sky I watch the freedom of a band

  Of soldiers who belong to me. Stripped bare

  For bathing in the sea, they shout and run in the warm air;

  Their flesh worn by the trade of war, revives

  And my mind towards the meaning of it strives.

  All’s pathos now. The body that was gross,

  Rank, ravenous, disgusting in the act or in repose,

  All fever, filth and sweat, its bestial strength

  And bestial decay, by pain and labour grows at length

  Fragile and luminous. ‘Poor bare forked animal,’

  Conscious of his desires and needs and flesh that rise and fall,

  Stands in the soft air, tasting after toil

  The sweetness of his nakedness: letting the sea-waves coil

  Their frothy tongues about his feet, forgets

  His hatred of the war, its terrible pressure that begets

  A machinery of death and slavery,

  Each being a slave and making slaves of others: finds that he

  Remembers his old freedom in a game

  Mocking himself, and comically mimics fear and shame.

  He plays with death and animality…


And we too have our bitterness and pity that engage

  Blood, spirit, in this war. But night begins,

  Night of the mind: who nowadays is conscious of our sins?

  Though every human deed concerns our blood,

  And even we must know, what nobody has understood,

  That some great love is over all we do,

  And that is what has driven us to this fury, for so few

  Can suffer all the terror of that love:

  The terror of that love has set us spinning in this groove

  Greased with our blood.

  These dry themselves and dress,

  Combing their hair, forget the fear and shame of nakedness.

  Because to love is frightening we prefer

  The freedom of our crimes. Yet, as I drink the dusky air,

  I feel a strange delight that fills me full,

  Strange gratitude, as if evil itself were beautiful,

  And kiss the wound in thought, while in the west

  I watch a streak of red that might have issued from Christ’s breast.

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Launch of the Rhino Anthology

This post is long overdue, and my only excuse is that I have been working!!! I have been hidden away in the studio for hours on end trying to get all the artwork ready for my forthcoming exhibition Delta & Desert: Journeys Into the Wilderness, which forms part of the National Arts Festival, that is held annually here in Grahamstown. With only a month to go, the pressure is now on!

However, last night, I ventured out to be sociable at the launch of For Rhino In A Shrinking World, and what a wonderful evening it was. The venue was packed to capacity and there was  a sense that everyone there was genuinely concerned about the plight of the endangered rhino, and wanting to be a part of this wonderful project.

Speakers included wildlife veterinarian, Dr. William Fowlds, publisher, Dr. Amitabh Mitra, environmentalist/university lecturer, Prof. Heila Lotz-Sisitka, and poet, Harry Owen, who so eloquently reminded us of why we were there. He showed us a wonderful, touching excerpt from Sir Richard Attenborough’s documentary,Africa, showing rhino socializing at night. The atmosphere was heightened by the poems that were read by several of those who had contributed their work to the book, and was rounded off  by the playing of  David Mallett’s thought provoking song So You Say the Battle is Over?.

Music for the evening was provided by Lawrence Sisitka’s band Nia, which was much enjoyed by all.

The cover of For Rhino in a Shrinking World: An International Anthology

The cover of For Rhino in a Shrinking World: An International Anthology

The book For Rhino in a Shrinking World: An International Anthology features the work of poets from many different countries around the world. It is edited by Harry Owen and illustrated by me. The cost of the book is R195.00 and all funds will be going to help protect the rhino via the Chipembere Rhino Foundation. To order your copy, contact Harry Owen or order online through the Poets Printery.

My contribution to the evening was the launch of a series of greeting cards and signed limited edition prints of all the drawings that feature in the book. They are now available for sale, so if any of you out there might like to purchase and help the rhino cause, 10% of sales will be going to the rhino. Several of the framed original works have already sold, but there are still a few available. Contact me for details.

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The book, greeting cards,limited edition prints and framed, original artwork now available.

The cards are selling for R30.00 each.

The limited edition prints are R250.00 each

Original works range from R1800.00 – R2300.00

It’s a very worthy cause, so lets all support it!

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Another year, more adventures…

“Two roads diverged in a wood, and I…I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.” – Robert Frost

Although Time is a continuum, the beauty of having it divided up into 12 month segments, is that with the coming of each new year we are given a chance to stop and evaluate the activities of the year gone by and chart our course ahead. As I am in the fortunate position of not having to answer to anyone, I am able to choose what I want to do. The challenge of course, is to know where to put one’s energies so that they will bear the sweetest fruit.

So, after a couple of weeks of relaxation and navel gazing, I have reassessed my situation, made my plans and realize that I have much to look forward to in 2013. The following are just a few of the many things that I will be bringing you news on:

The cover of For Rhino in a Shrinking World: An International Anthology

The cover

white rhino crop web

White rhino – charcoal

  • Weekly drawing classes with residents of Grahamstown

Lisl hard at work and having fun

  • A creative workshop with the 2013 Rhodes University Drama Masters students
The Drama Masters class of 2012

The Drama Masters class of 2012

  • A creative workshop with the 4th year Rhodes University Journalism Design students
The work of a past student

The work of a past student

  • The launch of a new Art Journaling Workshop to be held monthly in my studio from March 2013. More on this to come…
Creative art journal

Creative art journal

  • My solo art exhibition, provisionally titled Delta and Desert: Journeys into the Wilderness, to be held at the Carinus Art Centre, Grahamstown during the National Arts Festival 27th June – 7th July 2013. There will be lots more on this in future posts…
Water Lily - chalk pastel

Water Lily – chalk pastel
Approx 45cm x 40cm
Sally Scott

Come travel with me…

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For Rhino in a Shrinking World

“It is not by accident that the pristine wilderness of our planet disappears as the understanding of our own inner wild nature fades”. Clarissa Pinkola Estes

It has long been my concern that as we become increasingly disconnected from ourselves in this fast moving world, we are simultaneously losing touch with our environment. The ruthless slaughtering of rhino for their horns is just one of the many visible signs of this disconnect.

Thankfully, however, there many ‘connected’ people in our society who are deeply concerned about the destruction of our planet, and who are trying to do something about it.

One such person who is determined to make a difference, is poet Harry Owen, inspired by wildlife veterinarian, Dr. William Fowlds, who earlier this year gave a talk about his experience of tending to the mutilated rhinos of Kariega Game Reserve. So appalled by what he heard, Harry put out a call to poets all over the world to submit their work for possible inclusion  into a poetry anthology, that speaks of the plight of the rhino and its environment. The response was overwhelming and after months of gathering and collating, Harry’s book For Rhino in a Shrinking World: An International Anthology of Poetry is finally at the publishers, due to be released before Christmas 2012.

For Rhino in a Shrinking World: An International Anthology of Poetry

When I heard the call for submissions, I wanted to be a part of the project, but not trusting my abilities as a poet, I offered to do the illustrations.

My offer was accepted and I have spent the past few months doing ink, charcoal and chalk pastel drawings that will go both inside the book and on the cover.

White Rhino – ink

Black Rhino – charcoal

Black Rhino – ink

To read more about the anthology and follow it’s progress towards publication, please visit Harry’s blog:

And, if you are one of those people who would like to make a difference, but don’t know what to do, purchase copies of the book, as all funds raised will be going towards helping rhino anti-poaching units in the Eastern Cape.

It’s going to be a fantastic volume, and with Christmas round the corner, that’s your shopping done!

White Rhino – pencil

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