Campbell Street at 9.06pm

Last night I was walking home and I stopped to look a few white roses growing behind an old white picket fence. I love breathing in the sweet smell of roses, taking a step out of the world around you, and letting the petals tickle the end of your nose just as if you are five years old. When I stepped away and continued walking a beautiful thing happened... the couple walking behind me paused, and stopped to smell the roses too.

on april 24th

i am soooo excited about this film! it's by the writer/director of The Science of Sleep and has the same surreal and strange 'no idea what's going on' quality. i can't wait for Mood Indigo. eeek!

dear sweet little blog, I'm sorry we have been apart. For so long. January just flew by so fast and now February’s here. and i miss you. will you wait for me?

old Salvador on perfection

"Have no fear of perfection, you'll never reach it."

- Salvador Dali

our little Xmas tree x

This is our first Christmas here in Wellington. Hurrah! I'm loving the bright red pohutakawa trees and the sneaky glimpses of sunshine. And also the hussle and bussle of it all: having everyone together, how talking to strangers in the street becomes perfectly acceptable, and the final christmas eve shopping panic.

I love our little tree with its odd collection of decorations - some found over the last few years and one or two homemade paper ones.
And the smell of pine is just so good. Merry Christmas!

night lights in the city

i love christmas. i love twinkling lights, tinsel, santa telephone boxes, warm night air, and slow walks through the city.

change is good.

"It's impossible" said pride. "It's risky" said experience. "It's pointless" said reason. "Give it a try" whispered the heart.

found here

summer love

twenty-seven

Photograph and amazing rose water and chocolate cake
by the very lovely Charlotte Howard

Thank you!

kisses and picnics in the afternoon

on flying and the soul

Flight is the essence of the spirit.

It nurtures the soul.

It is awesome. Often ethereal. Glorious.

Emotionally wondrous and all-pervading. Intangible.

- Louise Thaden

the long straight road to geraldine

Last week we got out of town. We flew down to Christchurch to pick up our new old car from my brother. He feed us a home-cooked meal and gave us a warm bed to sleep in.  In the morning we drove on to Geraldine to visit James' brother. I loved the window views driving down, checking out the farm and hanging out with the massive cows, and a VERY yummy pizza. James loved the bunny hunt and driving the dirt bike. We did a lot of driving over the week so we are especially grateful that the car is ridiculously economical to run. I love the South Island. Everything about reminds me of camping trips. It's the sound of magpies, the way the light falls when the sun goes down, the smell of grass and saw dust and sheds. All that's missing is burnt toast and marmite.

yellow gorse flowers are beautiful in summer salads

life right now

For the next two weeks, I am lucky and proud to be part of the Massey University Exposure Exhibition. It's been and amazing year. The bags under my stinging eyes are a good testament to just how hard we have all been working. And hopefully... how stunning the show will be! Wooohooo!

A two week public exhibition showcasing Massey's emerging artists and designers.

Exhibition open daily
10-24 November 2012
Mon/Fri 9.00am - 6.00pm
Sat/Sun 10.00am - 4.00pm

The courtyard. level C
Te Ara Hihiko
Massey University
College of Creative Arts
Entrance E, Tasman Street
Wellington

a sneaky sneak preview before the preview night

all photographs by Kate MacPherson Photographer

the end and the beginning

"Falling into Place:
deciding everything is falling into place perfectly as long as you don't get too picky about what you mean by place. Or perfectly."

- Brian Andreas

found here and here

on love

by brian andreas

found here and here

in the dead of night

You were only waiting for this moment to arise.


The Beatles

indigo, i love you.

here's a visual update on just what I've been getting up to while living at Uni. and a few words i wrote very quickly late at night to be put in print somewhere on something but i can't remember what x

 Lillian Baker, Wind, arashi shibori and natural indigo dye on silk, 2012.

words words words

Using the resist dyeing technique of arashi shibori, creates a three-dimensional surface that opens out to act as a sail in the wind. I have dyed the cloth with natural indigo dye as indigo embodies many aspects of wind as a concept. It is mysterious, unpredictable, difficult to control and somewhat magical. This piece explores the idea that wind can reveal something in the cloth and plays with the idea of invisibility.

patience is a virtue

"She knew that none if this would come true until the following summer, but it didn't matter."

from Moominpappa At Sea by Tove Jansson

i love wellington