Old Mac Daddy

Me and ma groupy...Lol.

Site visit / measurements

Can I first laugh at this one....oh! i think everyone should go for dumpy level reading classes. I went to site with one of my colleagues so the poor dude assumes that i can do these things he tells me to measure while he goes on to attend to some staff...Het ek nou nie gemeet nie, hey ek was hard aan die gang...so i tell him am done and off we go back to the office. He starts drawing right in the middle he calls me 'Tebuo wat gaan hier aan?' i look closer 'Tebuo niks maak sin inhierdie afmeetings van jou nie?'...The embarrasment I had to face DUDE!!!! I just wanted to leave right there and then atleast now i can laugh at this that I couldnt use a tape. The funniest part is that he had to go back to site and measure...kan jy dit nou oor vertel...from that day I made it my homework to go and study a measuring tape until a Dude called dumpy level, now that's another story.

Fist Day

Its like coming back home, for I have known these people for a few years now and the fact that my high school is in the backyard memories are flowing in my mind good and bad but all that matters now is that i hav made it through all the difficulties so i was telling myself. When i got that first project to design a house in Plein Street Wellington thats where I got a preview of my knowladge checked on auto cad...GENADE!! thats all I can say, the mistakes are countless...Kan jy dit nou oor vertel...I made single line drawings the worst was Plotting that was my nightmare when ever i would have to print somthing i would go...Vader help my want ak weet niks nie, jinne help my aseblief ek kan nie nou voute maak nie.

nDimlo / This is me

Born in Worcester but grew up in different parts of South Africa. My fathers work allowed us to live in different places each year, changing  towns at an early age allowed me to discover my love for architecture and by fith grade I knew what I wanted to do. I displayed my love for drawing where ever I went and shared with who ever seemed to be interested. To my fortune my parents enrolled me to one of the best school in Western Cape Paarl Boys' High, there I was granted the opportunity to explore my talent. They groomed me to the best I can be in my drawing abillities and encouraged me to dream. I realised in Grade 8 that I had to get my hands dirty to get where I want to be. My first learning experience was presenting a youth program at a local radio station where I made great friends and mastered the technique of networking, workin there helped me identify myself and what inspired me as a person, till this day I always do things for the experience of them and empower myself. In presenting the show I discovered my passion for clothes as we would deal with things relating teens and identity the idea of scketching something and having it made fasinated me. Leaving home after metric off to the big city Cape Town was strange but I knew I was ready to chase what I thought was my calling Architecture. The shock I got in First year OMG! I wasnt sure werther I still wanted to do this architecture thing I had zero social life my best friends were Procrastination, Cross night and my guardian was Studio, but when I think about these guys now they where good to me i have to say so our relation continued to second year. Through my networking I had prepared my second year inadvance for inservice training so when it came to looking for a company I was sorted and my roads were leading me back to Paarl, home sweet home.