Whenever I am asked where I am from, I am faced with a little internal
debate before I can answer the question. As a child we moved around a lot due
to my dad's occupation, never settling in one place for longer than a couple of
years, and never living in only one house in that particular city or town while
we were there. Not long ago I counted that I've moved 9 times with my family,
from house to house in different cities across the country, by the time I got
married. So I've decided to simplify it and say that I'm from South Africa. And
it's true; I really do feel at home wherever I go in this country.
One of these locations did stand out for me however, during our time as
nomads: It's a little town on the Southern Cape of South Africa called Mossel
Bay. Even though we only spent a mere two and a half years there, I love to
claim that this is my real hometown. It captivated me in every way and became
the backdrop for some of the best memories I have. I lost my heart to the ocean
and with it a piece of my soul, as the saying goes. My feet walked those
streets and for the first time as a young adult I experienced freedom. There I
met my one true love and made the best of friends. It's a shame that I didn't
own a camera during that time, for now I must forever rely on the faded images
that are my memories. These shots were taken in the years that followed during
short visits.
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