In search of a specific nude on an Indian Ocean island

Last year while I was living in Madagascar, a group of friends came to visit. I deserted them soon after they arrived, leaving them to travel to île St. Marie while I went to Nepal.

A while after I returned to the island, one of them wrote to ask if I would go and buy a carving of a nude for her, that they had seen in an art gallery downtown.

“Sure,” I said, “what more could a guy want than going in search of a nude?”

I knew the gallery, but “which one did you want specifically?” I asked.

She sent me a picture.

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Off I went on my trusty little yellow scooter. With such a perfect image with which to work, I found her in no time.

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How’s that for a likeness? The only thing she got wrong was the hair.

Of course, while I was there, I toured the entire gallery. I love creativity. And love how the artists were able to work with the natural grains and shapes of the wood – especially the driftwood. I bought one of the carvings for another friend back in South Africa, and a small one for myself.

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Driftwood
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A large face on the floor.
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Dancers
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Cracked, flawless.
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The tiny piece I bought myself.
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Beautiful bokeh

And then there was the large company of carvings in a shower cubicle – unfortunately all too heavy to take anywhere with me.

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