Africa Heart,

europäeische Welt

My Life began in the constellation of an

African Village and my Childhood was rich

& blessed with so many amazing Souls.

My Mother taught me part of my "Mensch". She has taught me how to communicate with people, and most of all, how to love them.... The women in my family have been known to do unconventional things...In the 80s, when a lot of companies were closing down due to workforce boycots, my uncle's business would also have collapsed had my mother not gotten her Code10 driver's license to help deliver gas cylinders to their clients. My Father was like an encyclopedia! He made me aware of the art world with his passion of books, paintings & carpets. His unexpected death was a new chapter in my life... We had the best grandparetns we could ever have wished for! My grandparents are one of the biggest treasures of my childhood memories... My grandmother was a gentle but strong soul, who always had three or four dogs lying near her feet. An incredibly strong woman in her youth, she had lost her life's passion when she had had to retire. She was a wonderful grandmother, and I shall never forget her warm, soft body that would always hold me when I needed her. My grandfather was one of my heroes. He was a community leader and a Father-Figure to many Souls who needed him. His innitiative started the first newspaper in Halfway House. My grandfather was a gentle, strong, loving and passionate soul. He had an amazing discipline, which he tried to teach us. My Grandfather had a philosophy - "...don't waste film! Each photo you take, should be good enough for the mantelpiece!" He taught us about the value of things, and sustainability. The thing I remember and treasure most about him, was his positive attitude & his deep respect for nature and God. Maths & Eureka, 1976, South Africa Maths was my best friend, my Guardian Angel and what I believe, my "earth" grandfather... There was a special bond between all of us. Maths was a very unique member of our family. One of the oldest friends my grandparents had, was a woman by the name of Charlotte Heinemann. She was like an additional grandmother to me. It was due to her, that I one day realized, that I too could paint! Regretfully, I never told her this, before she passed to peace. The painting Charlotte is dedicated to her. Oonagh, (you pronounce it Una), is another remarkable Soul who has graced my Life‘s Path. A nurse & a humanitarian, with many courage, compassion & calm, she has always been an inspiration & rolemodel. When my parents got divorced, another exceptional soul entered our lives... Heinz was the person who gave me the motivation to draw! He was a retired graphic designer. His love of nature and the holidays we would spend in the bush with him, was another strong influence on my life's perceptions... To each of us, Heinz gave our first cameras! He was a beautiful Soul who knew exactly how to encourage us to start something new. Like with all families, there came a time when our family had real problems...very painful problems. This Soul, by the name of WIllie Skome, was the light at the end of the tunnel for my mom and I! I call her my African Mamma. Unfortunately with me going walkabout and her moving around in South Africa, we have lost contact, but it is one of my biggest wishes to be able to introduce our children to her one day...
© Copyright: Eureka S. Beutler 2017

Africa Heart, europäeische Welt

My Life began in the constellation of an African Village

and my Childhood was rich & blessed with so many

amazing Souls.

My Mother taught me part of my "Mensch". She has taught me how to communicate with people, and most of all, how to love them.... The women in my family have been known to do unconventional things...In the 80s, when a lot of companies were closing down due to workforce boycots, my uncle's business would also have collapsed had my mother not gotten her Code10 driver's license to help deliver gas cylinders to their clients. My Father was like an encyclopedia! He made me aware of the art world with his passion of books, paintings & carpets. His unexpected death was a new chapter in my life... We had the best grandparetns we could ever have wished for! My grandparents are one of the biggest treasures of my childhood memories... My grandmother was a gentle but strong soul, who always had three or four dogs lying near her feet. An incredibly strong woman in her youth, she had lost her life's passion when she had had to retire. She was a wonderful grandmother, and I shall never forget her warm, soft body that would always hold me when I needed her. My grandfather was one of my heroes. He was a community leader and a Father-Figure to many Souls who needed him. His innitiative started the first newspaper in Halfway House. My grandfather was a gentle, strong, loving and passionate soul. He had an amazing discipline, which he tried to teach us. My Grandfather had a philosophy - "...don't waste film! Each photo you take, should be good enough for the mantelpiece!" He taught us about the value of things, and sustainability. The thing I remember and treasure most about him, was his positive attitude & his deep respect for nature and God. Maths & Eureka, 1976, South Africa Maths was my best friend, my Guardian Angel and what I believe, my "earth" grandfather... There was a special bond between all of us. Maths was a very unique member of our family. One of the oldest friends my grandparents had, was a woman by the name of Charlotte Heinemann. She was like an additional grandmother to me. It was due to her, that I one day realized, that I too could paint! Regretfully, I never told her this, before she passed to peace. The painting Charlotte is dedicated to her. Oonagh, (you pronounce it Una), is another remarkable Soul who has graced my Life‘s Path. A nurse & a humanitarian, with many courage, compassion & calm, she has always been an inspiration & rolemodel. When my parents got divorced, another exceptional soul entered our lives... Heinz was the person who gave me the motivation to draw! He was a retired graphic designer. His love of nature and the holidays we would spend in the bush with him, was another strong influence on my life's perceptions... To each of us, Heinz gave our first cameras! He was a beautiful Soul who knew exactly how to encourage us to start something new. Like with all families, there came a time when our family had real problems...very painful problems. This Soul, by the name of WIllie Skome, was the light at the end of the tunnel for my mom and I! I call her my African Mamma. Unfortunately with me going walkabout and her moving around in South Africa, we have lost contact, but it is one of my biggest wishes to be able to introduce our children to her one day...