In my written narratives, a recurring voice emerges, probing the complex concept of South Africa. This voice interrogates: Is South Africa a state project, a "Rainbow Nation" construct, or perhaps a cinematic illusion? Does it represent a land once perceived as vastly empty, subsequently exploited by pilgrims?

My writing serves as a mnemonic device, an attempt to remember my country. It is a challenging endeavor to observe her from an external perspective. She was once beautiful, I'm told, though I have never witnessed her in that state. Instead, ruin, loss, and hate form the visage of her obscure silhouette.

Consequently, the theatre of the absurd has become the stylistic approach in my oeuvre, a means to grapple with these complex realities.