A broken home, a faithless nation
A lonely widow, a violent war
An under-aged hooker, an innocent prisoner
And where will this fatherless child sleep tonight?
A fallen soldier, a murdered son
An overdosed addict, a dream lost before it’s begun
A bitter racist, stolen youth
And where will this childless mother’s tears fall tonight? (more…)
My name is Brendan Lesley Vermaak. I grew up in the small town of Uitenhage. I am a full time reverend and musician, but I am also a part-time jeweler. Yes, weird combination, but weird is what I do well.
I am not a professional photographer but I do like taking pictures of things I see and then posting them on Facebook, my other obsession. If you would like to know more about me that is where you should go…