Tis the season for Christmas parties and various other drinking vocations. Thanks heaps to Katie and her fellow flatties for the impromptu gathering in the Grey Lynn hood. Che!




Now playing: The Beatles - Drive My Car
Chasing frames daily.....ish!
Tis the season for Christmas parties and various other drinking vocations. Thanks heaps to Katie and her fellow flatties for the impromptu gathering in the Grey Lynn hood. Che!




It's officially official. It's set in stone. It's a done deal. Los Angeles, Las Vegas and South America beckon! The silver winged bird will be departing in just under 36 days. The excitment is building and the time is ticking!!!
Life does not get any better than right now!!! Ye-ah!!!
After a few hours of meandering through the Waitakere Ranges, what better way to cool and satisfy the senses from the humid, warm afternoon air, than slurp up some delicious creamy ice from the local dairy. Superb!
The current high water levels reminded me of my encounter with the 'sinking' of the Lagoon Island of Venice. No where near as dramatic as now but December 2002 made the visit more interesting than usual. My thoughts are with the many shop keepers and dwellers continually barraged by the incessant salty waters.
What better way to bring in the new month and enjoy the wonderfulness that is Summer, than sharing such a fantastic time of year with someone special. I've been blessed with meeting a beautiful person, whom has swept me away into her life. There aren't any feelings or emotions that compare to these that are fueling me right now. WOOHOO!!!
The 2008 Ernst & Young Ball.
Thanks to those that organised a great afternoon of lawn bowls at the Auckland Bowling Club, down in the ol Grafton gully, on the the Friday. Great food, great tunes and great peeps....
Isn't it cool, one minute you're minding your own business, when you get blind sided by something special. Sometimes something comes along occasionally that you think is special, but turns out not to be. Then there's the something that you don't know is special, but turns out to be very very special. Well, special things do happen, and by cricky, they are wonderful. :o)
I am now realising that the days are dwindling, 78 in fact, till my departure. I ponder as I sit here in half of my Halloween garb, that makes me more Tom Baker from Dr Who than what I'm supposed to be, and 'SHIT' (please excuse my English!!) it's friggin November tomorrow. Oh how time passes you by when your so intertwined with other, extraordinary, things going on in your life. Extremely extraordinary things......!
It's been a couple of weeks since I last posted and this was mainly due to some unscrupulous thieving goings on. Three white teenage boys decided to enter my house and relieve me of some of my possessions. Always makes me wonder at what point people feel like they deserve something in which someone else has busted a gut to save up for and buy. Simple souls with simple minds and not much else between they're aural canals. None the less, not much was touched and things are pretty much back to normal! YAY.
The annual Hokianga Country Music Festival, was a screamer. 24 bands circulating around 5 venues, the historic Masonic Hotel in Rawene, Opononi Hall and pub, Omapere Copthorne and the pub in Kohukohu. The bars were bustling and the country was being flung far and wide into the darkness of the early morning. The line dancers showed their skills on the well worn carpet and the creaky old building stood up to the vibrations of the powerful PA system. A great time, although safe to say, I've experienced my fair share of country music for quite some time.....!
With 3.8 metres of base on the ground, Whakapapa ignited into a frenzied mass of skiers, boarders and various other people riding various other contraptions. First time ever have I strapped a snowboard to my hooves, I wanted to know what all the hype was about. Slipping down an icy slope at great speed always interested me, but people get so high off it and I needed to find out why. By the end of the day..........I was friggin high!!! Thank you snow. Thank you Whakapapa and by golly, thank you sunshine. I am a convert and sleep well dreaming of doing it a lot more often!!!
The curtains have closed on Winter. YEEHAA! Spirits are growing and the mood in the air is building. Am I getting too excited too early? Is my celebrating attitude going to turn around and bite me in the arse? Is God playing tricks on me, is he going to pull the rug from under me at the most inoportune moment? I bloody well hope not!!! I'm expecting good things, the box of beers and lazing in the park listening to some block rocking beats. Wallowing in the warm shallow waters in some out of the way bay, lined with pohutakawas blooming their rich red pin cushion like flowers, the smell of spf 50 swathed over my pastie wintered skin filling my nose and the long kind evenings allowing the impromptu bbq's to line the stomach with meaty goodness and gather with long lost hibernating friends. Now, Spring.......don't you go letting me down now, ya hear!!!
Can you believe it, it's true, the end of Winter is officially here. Only one day left till Spring comes screeching around the corner and I get the feeling the general public are running, cycling, walking, lazing and absorbing the energy from the anticipation that is consuming this stunningly beautiful day. Please, drag us out of the gloop that has been the wettest season in my aging memory, and plonk us fair and square in the middle of another scorching Summer. Just in case, make the most of today....
I don't know what the hell has been happening. With an extremely dry Summer season, the tides have turned dramatically to one of the wettest Winters in a long, long, long time. Nine days till Spring and hoping for a change, desperatly, from this hopeless mess of mud, puddles and slop!
Ooooooooohhhh. This is exactly how I feel. Like a bunch of stuff is swishing around in my head. Was it too much drink over the weekend, the sunny Sunday that sucked you in by thinking it was warm so you wore summery atire, or is it that time of year when the dirty, dodgy lurgy creeps around a dark corner and bashes you over the head and makes you realise that good only comes with bad! My eyeballs feel sunken and sore, my muscles have a dull ache and the stuff that comes up when I cough makes me want to gag! Oh how hard it is to remember what normal feels like when days like this come around. Poor me!!!! ;o)
After 3 weeks of relentless rain and cold, I pondered for a while, then trawled through my collection of summery photos to lighten the dreariness of winter. Perhaps my favourite place in New Zealand popped up and started my mind a wandering further. Places like these inspire and drive you to propell yourself out into the wilderness and far flung places not only in NZ but further afield. When you sit on the presipice and look down on the vastness of the bay below, you realise how small you are and how big the world is. No matter how big man becomes, we're still minaturised by mother nature. Are we ever going to be big enough to overwhelm her, I think not, and not before we destroy ourselves with our stupidity and lack of community spirit and general kindness. It's amazing sometimes how much inspiration and thought can transpire from an image!
For the first time in a while, it's pissing down. And along with the quiet passing of the Winter soulstice, winter is progressing well. But no better time than now to plan for the Summerness ahead and package up a trip to somewhere, anywhere, out there. So the Americas are up for grabs and I'm taking them while I can. All sounds very criptic, what!
On finding the way to create freaky cool images like these, I've become semi obsessed at the subjects that work with the process. It's in it's infancy, but camera in hand tommorrow will see some new experimental procedures carried out and results, no doubt, flung forth on these wee pages.