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    Alexandra Dodd
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Brought this wild dagga plant home from the Muizenberg Fynbos Festival about two years ago when it was a just a little baby plant in a pot, and it has grown into a great blossoming beast of a plant that adores the summer heat. All the bees and insects are buzzing and crawling around it, attracted by its bright orange flowers with furry petals and funnel-like receptacles. Its variegated leaves seem to be the source of much expeditionary amusement too #somuchonmymind #pause #breathe #appreciate #inbetweeneverythingelse
Brought this wild dagga plant home from the Muizenberg Fynbos Festival about two years ago when it was a just a little baby plant in a pot, and it has grown into a great blossoming beast of a plant that adores the summer heat. All the bees and insects are buzzing and crawling around it, attracted by its bright orange flowers with furry petals and funnel-like receptacles. Its variegated leaves seem to be the source of much expeditionary amusement too #somuchonmymind  #pause  #breathe  #appreciate  #inbetweeneverythingelse 
A small sustaining corner of my world #plantlove #basil #orchid #deliciousmonster #proteaceae #buddhanature
Found these cute purple sweet potato noodles at the supermarket, so tonight I made an improv dish of sesame oil sautéed mushrooms, garlic, fine green beans and sesame seeds in a soy, macadamia butter and chilli sauce. Topped off with fresh radish and chopped spring onions. After a rugged Wednesday, it was good to create and taste something delicious #kindfood #veganaf #vegannoodles #pickmeup #flavourboost #moodfood
Found these cute purple sweet potato noodles at the supermarket, so tonight I made an improv dish of sesame oil sautéed mushrooms, garlic, fine green beans and sesame seeds in a soy, macadamia butter and chilli sauce. Topped off with fresh radish and chopped spring onions. After a rugged Wednesday, it was good to create and taste something delicious #kindfood  #veganaf  #vegannoodles  #pickmeup  #flavourboost  #moodfood 
The spine of this book has been calling out to me from a studio bookshelf over the course of the past month. This morning, its owner kindly offered to lend it to me. What a treasure! Excited to delve in #gerhardrichter #atlas #somethingborrowed #heft #unbearablelightness
I adore this painting by @tomcullberg spotted on Barnard Gallery’s year-end group show last night. It is called Legend and it is as if the dreamy liquid landscape has emitted from the hovering pencil in the foreground. It reminds me how much I love pencils and how a pencil can be the conduit, the medium through which we channel everything in the world around us through the imagination to the page. It is as if the very atoms that comprise the world all about us travel through perceiving mind and cellular body, through the tentative hand into the wood of the pencil right down to its fine lead tip — to the infinitisimal point of intersection between pencil and page. And in that point of contact is the potential of line, mark, shape, the alphabet — a momentary portal to the entire expressive realm, opportunity to transmit something from within back into the energy sea from whence the signal came, but altered, transmuted by the private heat of thought, feeling, desire. I also appreciate the quirky conundrum of a hymn to the pencil being realised through the medium of acrylic on linen. There’s a little riddle in that that amuses me somehow. The unprepossessing scale of the work — 36 x 46 cm — is also just right  #pencil #legend #contemporarypainting #barnardgallery #meditation #expression #quantummechanics
I adore this painting by @tomcullberg spotted on Barnard Gallery’s year-end group show last night. It is called Legend and it is as if the dreamy liquid landscape has emitted from the hovering pencil in the foreground. It reminds me how much I love pencils and how a pencil can be the conduit, the medium through which we channel everything in the world around us through the imagination to the page. It is as if the very atoms that comprise the world all about us travel through perceiving mind and cellular body, through the tentative hand into the wood of the pencil right down to its fine lead tip — to the infinitisimal point of intersection between pencil and page. And in that point of contact is the potential of line, mark, shape, the alphabet — a momentary portal to the entire expressive realm, opportunity to transmit something from within back into the energy sea from whence the signal came, but altered, transmuted by the private heat of thought, feeling, desire. I also appreciate the quirky conundrum of a hymn to the pencil being realised through the medium of acrylic on linen. There’s a little riddle in that that amuses me somehow. The unprepossessing scale of the work — 36 x 46 cm — is also just right #pencil  #legend  #contemporarypainting  #barnardgallery  #meditation  #expression  #quantummechanics 
In 2001, I met a beautiful stranger in a park in Montreal. Seventeen years later, he’s still the coolest thing since UFOs. Happy anniversary, Mink ♥️ ✨🛸
In 2001, I met a beautiful stranger in a park in Montreal. Seventeen years later, he’s still the coolest thing since UFOs. Happy anniversary, Mink ♥️ ✨🛸
Just as I saw them in Mirjam McCleod’s Kalk Bay studio this morning #variance #floralinspiration
So grateful to live with this little monster #lionheart #survivor #mystery
Flat out on the couch reading a collection of stories by Kathleen Collins. This is one of those books that called out to me and beckoned to be taken home. I came across it while drifting around @booklounge in a receptive haze back in July. Hadn’t heard a word about Kathleen Collins until that moment, but she sure is taking me places today. Perfect tempo and tone for a blurred-edged, stop-frame Sunday like today. Born in New Jersey in 1942, Collins was an activist during the civil rights movement who went on to carve out a career for herself as a playwright and filmmaker. Her work was largely forgotten until 2015, when her film Losing Ground was rediscovered and hailed as a masterpiece. I’d love to see it. These stories are set in New York in the summer of 1963. You can feel the film in her prose. It’s all about the light, the cut, the rhythm, the duration of the frame... Filmmaker Miranda July has called her writing ‘sexy and radical and intimate’ and that pretty much says it for me #kathleencollins #whateverhappenedtointeraciallove #granta #jazzprose #filmic #newyorklives #witty #gritty
Flat out on the couch reading a collection of stories by Kathleen Collins. This is one of those books that called out to me and beckoned to be taken home. I came across it while drifting around @booklounge in a receptive haze back in July. Hadn’t heard a word about Kathleen Collins until that moment, but she sure is taking me places today. Perfect tempo and tone for a blurred-edged, stop-frame Sunday like today. Born in New Jersey in 1942, Collins was an activist during the civil rights movement who went on to carve out a career for herself as a playwright and filmmaker. Her work was largely forgotten until 2015, when her film Losing Ground was rediscovered and hailed as a masterpiece. I’d love to see it. These stories are set in New York in the summer of 1963. You can feel the film in her prose. It’s all about the light, the cut, the rhythm, the duration of the frame... Filmmaker Miranda July has called her writing ‘sexy and radical and intimate’ and that pretty much says it for me #kathleencollins  #whateverhappenedtointeraciallove  #granta  #jazzprose  #filmic  #newyorklives  #witty  #gritty 
Writing and editing involve strange and mystifying measures of delayed gratification. It can take months or even years for a project to come to light. One of the major highlights of my week was the arrival on our doorstep of a very heavy brown box that had travelled all the way from Australia bearing my contributor copies of David Goldblatt: Photographs 1948-2018. Earlier this year, David and I worked together on updating the Chronology of his life that we first worked on in 2006. It is deeply poignant to see it in print on the crisp white pages of this impressive cloth-bound volume for the first time today. I wasn’t able to make it to the Museum of Contemporary Art Australia for the opening of the major accompanying retrospective of his work last month. And I am sad that I am not able to give David a call right now  to share my excitement in this moment. So I am celebrating here and now with you all instead #davidgoldblatt #photographs #mcaaustralia #chronology #timecollapse #always
Writing and editing involve strange and mystifying measures of delayed gratification. It can take months or even years for a project to come to light. One of the major highlights of my week was the arrival on our doorstep of a very heavy brown box that had travelled all the way from Australia bearing my contributor copies of David Goldblatt: Photographs 1948-2018. Earlier this year, David and I worked together on updating the Chronology of his life that we first worked on in 2006. It is deeply poignant to see it in print on the crisp white pages of this impressive cloth-bound volume for the first time today. I wasn’t able to make it to the Museum of Contemporary Art Australia for the opening of the major accompanying retrospective of his work last month. And I am sad that I am not able to give David a call right now to share my excitement in this moment. So I am celebrating here and now with you all instead #davidgoldblatt  #photographs  #mcaaustralia  #chronology  #timecollapse  #always 
Finally got round to seeing the wondrously subtle film adaptation of Ian McEwan’s On Chesil Beach last week. Saoirse Ronan was just as magnetic in this role as she was in the film adaptation of Colm Tóibín’s Brooklyn — another of my favourite novels. The next day, I picked up Black Dogs from the second-hand book shelf at Hang Ten surf café — and devoured it in two sittings. It’s been a while since I’ve found a novel so deeply affecting. For such a short book, it’s amazing how many profound themes are plaited through it. It’s a novel of place and history, much of it taking place on the streets of Berlin on the day the Wall came down, but it is far from utopian. First published in 1992, it’s chilling how prescient it is in relation to the rise of neo-fascism and hyper nationalism in Europe, and elsewhere, today. But it is also a deeply intimate and private book that delves into the nature of belief, faith and relationship and how a single extreme event can resculpt a person’s entire sense of the meaning of life. As The Times put it: ‘In Black Dogs there is an exposition of fear as paralysing as Graham Greene’s The Quiet American. But there is much else — above all a tremendous, sad, celebratory portrait of the narrator’s parents-in-law, June and Bernard, who embody opposing visions of the world, the one wholly rationalist and the other wholly spiritual.’ Even though I finished reading it at about midnight on Sunday, it is still turning in me. McEwan is an extraordinary writer #ianmcewan #mesmeric #haunting #fate #destiny #choices #beliefs #love #sex #secondworldwar  #coldwar #berlinwall #frenchresistance #picador
Finally got round to seeing the wondrously subtle film adaptation of Ian McEwan’s On Chesil Beach last week. Saoirse Ronan was just as magnetic in this role as she was in the film adaptation of Colm Tóibín’s Brooklyn — another of my favourite novels. The next day, I picked up Black Dogs from the second-hand book shelf at Hang Ten surf café — and devoured it in two sittings. It’s been a while since I’ve found a novel so deeply affecting. For such a short book, it’s amazing how many profound themes are plaited through it. It’s a novel of place and history, much of it taking place on the streets of Berlin on the day the Wall came down, but it is far from utopian. First published in 1992, it’s chilling how prescient it is in relation to the rise of neo-fascism and hyper nationalism in Europe, and elsewhere, today. But it is also a deeply intimate and private book that delves into the nature of belief, faith and relationship and how a single extreme event can resculpt a person’s entire sense of the meaning of life. As The Times put it: ‘In Black Dogs there is an exposition of fear as paralysing as Graham Greene’s The Quiet American. But there is much else — above all a tremendous, sad, celebratory portrait of the narrator’s parents-in-law, June and Bernard, who embody opposing visions of the world, the one wholly rationalist and the other wholly spiritual.’ Even though I finished reading it at about midnight on Sunday, it is still turning in me. McEwan is an extraordinary writer #ianmcewan  #mesmeric  #haunting  #fate  #destiny  #choices  #beliefs  #love  #sex  #secondworldwar  #coldwar  #berlinwall  #frenchresistance  #picador 
Good morning, bright and luminous world #accompanied #liveness #gratitude #hereandnowtogether
Epigraph to the brilliant Ian McEwan novel that kept me up till late and got me up early #thesetimes #readinglikeawolf
... and at last this one has finally come in from a night prowl. Welcome Snowy! Full house. I can relax now #catcapers #highergrade #weekendantics
Finally managed to win the trust of my father’s BFF, Cleo, who is missing him muchly. I seem to have earned her affection, having endured a few sudden nips and scratches along the way #catsitting #felinemedicine #kittylove #cleopatraeyes #queenly