Owl House, Nieu-Bethesda

The Karoo in mid-summer is not for the faint-hearted, but the air is still fresh enough this early in the morning. Heading out from a guesthouse in Aberdeen with a sandwich for padkos and freshly brewed coffee from a coffee franchise in Graaff-Reinet, it feels a little like going on a school outing. Nieu-Bethesda is roughly 50 km from Graaff-Reinet so there was ample time to take photographs en route and still be among the first visitors in the Owl House’s guestbook.

It is my first visit in at least ten years. Nieu-Bethesda is a fairly typical Karoo town with its broken avenue of eucalyptus trees, poplars on the banks of a dry riverbed, ruins of clay-brick houses and goats grazing on the village common. Now, since my last visit, there are more restaurants and guesthouses, and SUVs in the dirt roads.

On the way to the Owl House we pass the parsonage where tall cacti are in full bloom and two cement peacocks in the Owl House style perch on a high wall. The Owl House faces the river, dry in mid-summer, with old sluices and furrows suggesting a water-sharing system that is no longer in use. An informal craft market forms a neat row between the Old House and the river so that visitors exiting the Owl House can buy perfect replicas of cement owls with wide blue eyes. They are family businesses where a father, a grandfather or an uncle had once worked for Helen Martins.

Inside the Owl House property, the Camel Yard is a crowded space in every sense of the word. A large procession of pilgrims dominates the small yard. This time round I am struck by the tall barrier of cacti on the border of the property, the surreal grouping of giraffes and all the references to water. An abundance of water, although when Helen Martins owned the property it had no access to the communal water system and the Camel Yard’s ponds were filled daily by collecting buckets of water from a furrow in the street.

The Owl House’s interior is cool and luminous. Nieu-Bethesda had no electricity during Helen Martins’ time. Her house was created to be seen at night, illuminated by paraffin lamps and candlelight. It is a space filled with primary colours, filtered light, mirrors and reflections. I can’t image what it must have been like to live in this house where the walls are covered in crushed glass.

It was such a good idea to arrive early because by mid-morning the glare coming off the cement statues outside is almost unbearable. It becomes hot and oppressive in the Camel Yard. There is no magic in this heat.

Helen Martins (1898-1976)

Helen Martins was born on 23 December 1898 in Nieu-Bethesda. She was the youngest of ten children (six survived). After school she qualified as a primary school teacher and taught in what was then the Eastern Transvaal. There, at the age of 22, she married a fellow teacher, Willem Johannes Pienaar. It was a troubled marriage that ended a year later when Pienaar started an affair.

Martins returned to her hometown when she was in her early 30s to look after her mother who had breast cancer. Her mother died in 1941. After her mother’s death she banished and abandoned her father to a windowless outside room that she called the Lion’s Den. The was painted black and had no access to the house, no windows, only an outside door. He died in 1945 of cancer.

Martins had a secretive relationship with Johannes Hattingh, a local builder, when she was in her mid-50s. Then a very brief marriage (three months) to Jakobus Niemand. Martins became very concerned about her health as she got older and her health and eyesight began to deteriorate. She told a friend that ‘my agony would be to “live dying” without being able to work’. She died on 8 July 1976 after taking a lethal dose of caustic soda. Her work is described as ‘outsider art’ and was produced mostly from recycled material, glass bottles, mirrors and cement. Many of the sculptures were made with the help of local craftsmen, including Johannes Adams, Piet van der Merwe and Koos Malgas.

Further reading

  • A Journey Through the Owl House, A Emslie, Penguin Books, Cape Town, 1997
  • This is My World: The Life of Helen Martins, Creator of the Owl House, S Ross, Oxford University Press, Cape Town, 1997
  • The Owl House Foundation, www.theowlhouse.co.za