Sunday 22 October 2017

The Room


Since 1965, this has been my bedroom at my parents' place in Pretoria, South Africa.

This was the humble birth-place of a million dreams, plans, hopes, fears, desires, passions, obsessions and neuroses. It has witnessed overwhelming joy, true love, heartbreak, the depths of depression, debilitating loss, hatred, bitterness, sorrow and happiness.

It is the place where I studied for 12 years at school and earned three cum laude degrees, where radio became my friend and medium of choice, where I developed my eclectic taste in music and escaped into new and exciting worlds of sound. It was here that myself (and others) prepared for sleep-overs, parties, matric dances, army goodbyes, trips to the border, weddings, christenings, funerals, graduations and expeditions abroad.

This room has witnessed the wildest of wild nights of S and D and R&R, projectile vomiters, rock throwers, long dong silvers, gun-slingers, bottle-snorters and neighbour-destroying loud music. My little room has witnessed so much and could tell a lifetime of stories...most of which will remain untold! ;-)

A special place that has witnessed my life and defined who I am today.

My Room

Photographed on Saturday, October 19, 2013.

Cheers, MAlfaRK © 2017-10-22