National Geographic : 1963 Jun
matchstick men. Arrows fly at right; one man walks away holding a wounded arm "Ode on a Rhodesian Mural": "Forever wilt thou love, and she be fair!" Van der Post, who masquerades as es sayist and explorer but who is really a poet, sings the truest song of the Bushman artist and his creations: "His paintings show him clearly to be il luminated with spirit; the lamp may have been antique, but the oil is authentic and timeless, the flame was well and tenderly lit. Indeed, his capacity for love shows up like fire on a hill at night. He, alone of all the races of Africa, was so much of its earth and innermost being that he tried constantly to glorify it by adorning its stones and dec orating its rocks with painting. We other races went through Africa like locusts devouring and stripping the land for what we could get out of it. The Bushman was there solely be cause he belonged to it. Accordingly he en deavoured in many ways to express this feel 863 Leaping like ballet dancers, two spear men wear head crests in Game Pass Valley. Authorities ponder why Bushmen painted animals as realistically as possible yet ren dered men in stylized form. EKTACHROMES BY ALEX R. WILLCOX ) N.G.S.