Event: Art and vintage clothes at 70 Juta.

 

I doubt anyone's reading this, but, if you are Mr Unknown-but-awesome-person-who-is-reading-the-second-post-of-my-blog, thank you and hello. If you happen to be in Johannesburg, go to this event. You will be able to buy second-hand clothes that smell a little musty and have stains around the collar. But, even though you may wonder when exactly the granny who owned it before realised she needed adult nappies, you will look cool. Caution: An asymmetrical haircut may be required in order to fit in and, you know, be an individual and all that.

Hello. This is me.

 

Hi. This is me. My name is Tracey. I have a black and white photo of me taken on a Holga. It makes me arty. I wouldn't be arty without a photo of me taken with a Holga. It's a prerequisite of being arty. I didn't even take this arty photo. But that doesn't matter. 

While I may not be as arty as I would like to think, I like looking at pretty things. I can't help myself. It's inspiring. It's humbling. It helps pass the hours at work. So this is to the creators of pretty things. Thank you. You make my day better and hopefully, I'll do my bit spreading the prettiness and making the world a little less ugly.