Owl House & Helen Martins
Last Updated: 4 months ago
- Longitude: 24.552778
- Latitude: -31.867592
Open daily 09h00 - 16h45.
The December Holidays: 08h00 - 17h45.
Closed Christmas Day
R60 per person
Pensioners: R45 per person
Owl House and The Kitching Fossil Exploration Centre Combo: R90 per person
- Rates may vary and reduced rates may apply to additional persons. All rates are indicative only, may be seasonal and are subject to change without notice.
About Owl House & Helen Martins
Helen Martins lay ill in bed one night with the moon shining in through the window and considered how dull and grey her life had become. She resolved there and then, that she would strive to bring light and colour into her life. That simple decision to embellish her environment was to grow into an obsessive urge to express her deepest feelings, her dreams and her desires.
It is not known in what order the work was accomplished, other than the fact that the interior of the house was virtually completed before the exterior was begun. There was no overall plan, but what began as a decorative quest for light and colour soon developed into a fascination with the interplay of reflection and space, of light and dark and different hues.
From the mundane articles that surrounded her, Miss Helen extracted and manipulated an emblematic language of sun-faces, owls and other images. This is all set against a luminous backdrop of walls and ceilings coated with elaborate patterns of crushed glass embedded in bands of brightly coloured paint.
Helen Martins' Owl House, often cited as South Africa's finest example of outsider art, is an extraordinary, other-worldly home of concrete and ground glass sculptures. Her creativity conjures up an array of emotions: from wonder to excitement, curiosity and sadness.
The late Helen Martins dedicated the latter part of her life to transforming her ordinary Karoo home into a fanfare of colour and light. The result is The Owl House, and it's impact is such that visitors are variously awed, inspired, fascinated, calmed or perturbed by their visit, but never untouched.
Helen Martins grew up in Nieu Bethesda, leaving for only a few years during her youth. Her immense sensitivity, her unconventional love affairs and the fact that she had at least one abortion left her somewhat at odds with the strict Calvinist village around her. Increasingly, she hid herself away in her home. In the camel yard hangs the sign: "This is my world".
Over the years, she and various assistants (the most famous being Koos Malgas) worked to create a multi-coloured house and fantasy garden of concrete and ground glass sculptures. Inside the Owl House, walls are encrusted with ground glass, mirrors are placed to catch light at different times of day and lanterns and candles arranged to bounce their light onto the mirrors. In the Camel Yard, scores of statues - many of them wise men and camels - face East, towards a Mecca of sorts.
Shortly before she turned 79, Helen Martins ended her life by drinking caustic soda. The theories about her suicide are diverse; that her eyesight was failing because of damage from ground glass, that she had had an argument, that depression got the better of her.
In truth, the events of her life, the forces that drove her and the reasons for her decision to die are all something of a mystery. Every account offers a different interpretation (one of the most revealing is Sue Imrie Ross' This is my world and the most famous is Athol Fugard's The Road to Mecca). What is certain though is that she left behind a startling and powerful vision of her world, a vision that is larger than life.
Entry costs R60 per person for adults and kids and R90 for a combo ticket for the Owl House and the Kitching Fossil Centre. Concessions are available
Map and Directions to Owl House & Helen Martins
GPS : 31° 52' 3.33" S / 24° 33' 10.00" E
- From the N9 turn left where signed "Nieu Bethesda"
- On entering the village take the first road left and follow this round the right hand bend
- The Owl House is on the right, almost at the end of the block.