I have the wanders

I’m inspired.

After a stroll down touristy Jonker Street, I came to the end and saw this woman. She was missing one arm completely and had only a partial as the other. Instead of begging, instead of wallowing, instead of sitting at home, instead of hiding herself, she created art. With a paintbrush lodged in a sweatband on her arm, she  paints names and a poem, all for a donation. She does not suggest an amount. The sign just says  donations thank you. She paints many different sizes, very large scrolls to mini bookmarks. This woman had people gathered around the table watching her with a line. This woman was creating. This woman inspired me.