We visited Constitution Hill, the site of a former dreadful prison and of the current constitutional court.
The tour was grim and humbling. I didn't sketch the cell blocks, the wires, the places of suffering and death. I think I would sketch them if I had more time to be present with them. But the tour moved pretty fast.
Then we ended by spending time in the court area, where justice is working much more effectively now. It gives me hope for the world.
I'm including this next page as an example of something I did a few times in this sketchbook. Because we were on a tour and I couldn't control the time I needed or wanted to sketch things, I would occasionally stick in an image from a guidebook of something I wanted to remember, and perhaps redraw later. That's what I did here with the symbol of the constitutional court.
In this next page, I captured some of the amazing designs and colors used in the court room to create the sense of the room itself being a space under a tree.
I can't express how much this notion of justice, this honoring of traditional native practices, captivated me. What would America be like if we did this?
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