Gavin was a South African artist, painter and art film maker. He refused to create mainstream art, preferring surreal key elements in mainly abstract paintings. For years his paintings were black and white masterpieces and only much later incorporated color. He was alienated in society because he was considered different and therefore misunderstood. Undisturbed by them, he stood by his convictions in creating art unlike the norm and studying psychology.
I met Gavin in the fellowship. He was a loner, and a person of few words. As I got to know him it was clear he was intelligent and worldly. Yet what stood out most was his humility for all he had accomplished.
Gavin had many hardships through his career. He lost his father and subsequently his mother passed on. This ultimately drove him into darkness. His journey into the light brought him to the fellowship where he was able to heal and accept a path of acceptance.
Although deeply private and unconcerned with materialism, Gavin gravitated towards friends. He was interested in them, cared for them and tried to make a difference where he could. I was invited to a celebration of his work at the Parow North church a few years ago and was in awe of his creativity. I immediately bought one of his paintings that hangs proudly in my home.
Gavin became a friend, someone who was always at meetings. If I missed one, I would get a message saying he missed me and hoped to see me soon. Few people these days take the time to stay in touch, to let people know they are thinking of them or hope to see them again. Gavin was extraordinary because he was that person and it’s hard to accept he’s gone.
His health deteriorated this year and he became quickly frail. His attendance at meetings became less. When he did make one, he was happy to see everyone. Receiving the news that Gavin had passed away on 9 September 2025 was heartbreaking. I was filled with regret that I had not gone to see him before his death and this is something I will carry with me.
I am reminded that Gavin is pain free now and has joined his beloved parents. He is at peace, watching over the fellowship, reminding me to pursue my dreams and live with conviction.
Farewell my dear friend, until we meet again.
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