Oils on canvas. Cape Town, the city of my birth. Dusk falling and the lights are coming on under the shadow of the great mountain where I was born.
When the ‘table cloth’ forms over the mountain, Van Hunks and the old devil are smoking their pipes like crazy in a never ending competition and the cloth of cloud falls over the table like a waterfall. (old legend).
The sky is clear over the mountain here today and the sea becomes black and purple as the light shifts. The view is from Blauwberg Strand.
Original oil painting is 30 × 40 inches.