How wonderful when you recognise the selfsame image you came across on a vague, unstructured walk in the Drakensberg in a display at the lovely, charming Himeville Museum, 17 km away.
A detail on a huge boulder that has rolled down into the valley many years ago. A smidgen of artistry which you need to search for in the immense landscape given over to a soaring multipication of individual rocks or rock types any of which could hide the handiwork of these artists.
A detail in a just-right museum display where each small cell of what was once a prison is given over to one theme modestly teased out. ( How successful I think this arrangement is mentally comparing it to the too-full, overdone, noisy experience in many big, modern museum spaces.)