Showing posts with label the 'burbs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the 'burbs. Show all posts

Friday, 11 November 2011

anonymous beautification

I've been seeing, and photographing, these prettily painted telephone boxes all over Observatory for the last couple of months.
Someone's been painting local street scenes and landscapes on them - usually all four sides - for some time now.



Who is it and when do they paint them?



I'd like to know so I could thank them.



Random urban beautification? Yes please.



Has anyone seen any others in Cape Town? Keep your eyes open this weekend and let me know.



In other news, it seems Baby Voldermort works both ways. Ever since I wrote that post I've had the most divine, chatty, cooperative, funny, reasonable, helpful, affectionate little four yr old. It's been lovely.
Oh crap, I hope I haven't reverse-flipped BV right back at myself! Ack.

Wednesday, 28 September 2011

the 'burbs: observatory

Observatory is often referred to as 'colourful'. A nice word, a word used to paint over the exceedingly grimy cracks in this old suburb's facade. A bright and cheery word to describe a 'burb which could in all fairness also be called 'grimy', 'seedy', 'rough' - you get the idea.

There are other nice words used by estate-agents and the like to describe this old Grande Dame of Cape Town ~ 'bohemian' is a favourite, 'diverse' is a nice trendy one, 'unique' is utterly transparent in its patronising glibness.

Obs is Obs, she embodies and defies all of the above labels, and warrants far more too, good and bad.
But 'colourful' is the one she deserves the most, not least of all in the most literal sense of the word.
Colour. Full.

 
  
  
  

Some residents even like to match their house colour to their car ... or maybe the other way around?


 

She might not be a pot o' gold, but she's home.