Dot by dot
She opened the first sketchbook at eight years old. Koko Mapula, her grandmother — a seamstress in a village between Polokwane and Mokopane — saw the margins of her school notebooks filled with lines and repetitions. A teacher called it obsessive scribbling. Koko called it patterns, bought her a dedicated sketchbook, and told her to keep going. That sketchbook still exists. It's on a shelf in the Maboneng studio, alongside thirteen others.
Fourteen sketchbooks. Fourteen years of patterns.
What's inside isn't tattoo sketches — or not only. They're systems. Geometric patterns that grow from a central point, branch out, get complicated, and resolve. Some fill entire pages with thousands of dots, one after the other, no continuous line. Dotwork before she knew dotwork existed. The first pages have irregular, separated, clumsy dots. The last pages have the density and precision of someone who's spent half a lifetime training her hand not to shake.







