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The Crystal Calligrapher is a bad blogger.

The Crystal Calligrapher is a bad blogger.

The Crystal Calligrapher is a bad blogger.


Ok, I will now stop writing out lines. Which probably loses some of the impact when you are typing them anyway. But the truth is, I have been a very bad blogger.  I keep thinking I will get back to writing,  but that just has not happened. The same could be said for a lot of other areas in my life as well,  but we won’t go there right now.

So what prompted me to finally log in and say something. Simply – it is festival time. Regular readers of this blog will know that I live in Grahamstown, home to the National Arts Festival. Every year the town is transformed as hundreds of artists and thousands of audience members settle in to brace the cold and embrace the culture.

This week I have been watching the posters going up, seeing strange people on the streets, feeling the excitement growing. Surrounded by so much creativity and energy it is hard not to feel inspired.

I am also aware of friends far away who are hoping for news of the festivities.  I will be busy busy busy the next two weeks, but am aiming to blog each day – even if only to comment on what show I saw, or what I noticed on the streets of Grahamstown.

Watch this space…


The Rest of the Fest

I had all sorts of good intentions about blogging every day during festival. This site seemed a good space to write brief reviews of shows I had seen, and what I had been up to. Sadly this did not happen.

I was so busy that all I could manage was a brief Facebook update on the previous day’s show. While it is now too late to help publicise the shows, I do want to at least make a note of what I saw, and what I thought of each one. So over the next few days I will post brief entries on my festival activities.

My brief festival summary: I saw a lot of shows, and I liked them all. I didn’t get to many of the art exhibitions and missed all the films, talks and lectures. But I did see a good mix of dance, drama, comedy, physical theatre and music (classical, contemporary and jazz). And I somehow managed to still see a few of the soccer matches on tv.