The Japhtas own a commercial cut flower garden which lies along the banks of the Spaanchemat River in a suburb of Cape Town.
Their garden is utilitarian and practical. Long rectangular fields are serviced by repurposed fence poles and irrigation pipes cobbled together and hooked up to old impact sprinklers. The shade cloth is repaired with bits of old fishing net and orange twine, and the compost heaps are held in check by broken plastic tables. Their garden is in the middle of the city yet out in the country and evokes a bygone era.
In this small series I re-imagine their garden. I let my mind wander to collect and rearrange impressions, shapes and colours as I remember the kitchen garden of my grandparents.