Inspired by Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s poem…
How do I love thee Tjhoko paint? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height of each stroke with my (Hamilton’s) brush.
My soul sighs with delight, when I see a row full of Tjhoko paint is in sight.
I love thee when I visualize opportunity in an everyday object, knowing Tjhoko would turn it into something unique.
I love thee freely, knowing endless possibilities lie in each bottle of Tjhoko paint, stencil of paris and glaze, the only limit is my imagination.
I love thee knowing there’s a Tjhoko community who proudly shares their latest projects, always willing to share tips and tricks.
I love Mama Tjhoko’s (Nadine’s) weekly inspirational demo’s that patiently turns us into a community of Tjhoko artists.
I love thee with the breath, smiles, tears, of all my life; and, will continue to love thee until no more paintable surface is in sight.
Forever Tjhoko
