Date: July 3, 2018
This painting, I titled as the “African Hut House” was inspired by my memories of Africa, more specifically Tanzania. The paragraph below is just a snapshot of how I felt during my trip to Kilimanjaro back in 2012. Africa is an amazing continent. If you have not been I encourage you to put it on your bucket list.
“It is January 8 of 2012. I am out of breath, my walking is slow, it is cold, and I am making a great effort step by step to get to the top of Kilimanjaro. I am in doubt about my mental strengths and physical fitness to conquer the almost 6,000 meters peak of this stunning, but often unfriendly mountain. I am thinking of the reasons why I am doing this, instead of spending my vacation somewhere on an exotic island, with a Pina Colada in my hand. Ascending for days in the rain, wet and very cold, without showering for days, sleeping in a tent half expecting it to be blown away by the strong winds, and drinking water that tastes awful is a good reminder of how forbidding our planet is, and how vulnerable we humans are. These challenges although far from being as difficult as they appear to be, make me feel exposed and fearful. In this harsh environment so different from what I am used to, the thin line between life and death, health and illness, success and failure feels crucially fragile with every breath and every step I take. Preserving a mental resilience to keep going and override some of my doubts about my abilities and my self-imposed fear of failure is just as challenging, as adapting to the discomforts and physical demands of this mighty landscape.”