I came upon these clothes lines, while walking through Stellenbosch, a beautiful little town in one of the best wine routes of South Africa, and just had to take the picture and share it.
It made me think of my trip to Mauritius recently and brought back some great memories of washing lines, and the amazing people that came with them...
“A drive through the country side is often meditative, with
mountains, field and sky drifting past.
Occasionally a flash of colour will sign domestic life, washing hung
out on a fence outside a homestead or labourers’ cottages. Merrily blown about, strings of brightly hued
clothing connect people and landscape, and so the very ordinary and intimate
becomes public.
Clotheslines, like prayer flags, can be imagined to send out
personal meditations on the wind.
The clothes used in this artwork were once worn by
people of the Cloetesville communtity of Stellenbosh”
Jacques Coetzer, 2011
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| The real thing in Mauritius! |
Who would have known that people do washing in Mauritius too. It brings back such amazing memories...
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