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One day, a couple of years ago, I walked past some plastic on the beach…
thought somebody really should pick that up…
then realised that I was that somebody…
and how easy it was…
and that each little bit really does count….

Living so close to the sea in Kleinbaai, walking our dogs on the beach or the jeep track near the lighthouse, it is hard to ignore the awfulness of plastic pollution
It’s relentlessness…
As long as waves roll in, so will the plastic… this unsolicited companionship….

And so I pick it up, take it home, sort it by colour, size or shape…
Create something that will maybe give reason to pause…maybe give reason to look from a different angle…hopefully give reason to change…

I would not have chosen plastic as an art medium…
I always picked up driftwood on the beach, and bone and shell… beach plastic chose me and it’s taken some time for me to find my creative feet…

It’s not that I’m trying to find beauty in plastic…
Simply that if I had that single thought at the beginning of my plastic journey, then so can others…
And together, single piece by single piece, we can begin to make the difference that our earth requires of us.
Being a mother, caring about animals and my environment, I feel compelled.
My son needs a future with thoughtfulness and caring, a clean sea to swim in and a clean beach to play on…
Marine life needs the same…