And where we drove the dust was agitated
Selwyn Steyn
R 22 000
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We see it in our still reflections
You wake up thus, inside your own dream (for Breyten)
Under their gritty scouring all surfaces become more surface like
Sold
Veld. a road, like a taut blue wire along which a vehicle would glide like a drop of dew in the morning
Exposed, Johannesburg lies beneath us. Under our wings
Burnt beige by cold
WissalNefzi, AnnieCantone, Tunis
Tommaso Fiscaletti
R 75 000
Geothermal greenhouses, Kèbili
Ironing Press, Soliman
Mohamed Ghairi, Badreddine Agrebi, Soliman
Hanene Guerwachi, Bizerte
