A record for times to come.
Photo by IKRAM shaari on Pexels.com I was walking along the street the other day when I passed a donation table covered with a purple cloth and set up to gather support for women's refuge. The person who sat behind it was snug in their blanket, down jacket, and woolen gloves. Their cheeks were red... Continue Reading →
Photo by Yogendra Singh This is one of those books that I've seen everywhere and I've always intended to read. The other day I was wandering around San Sebastian in the late evening - too late for most shops to be open. I had no interest in socialising with other people yet couldn't pull myself... Continue Reading →
If this is a glimpse into the future then I'm intrigued. Future Cities Wellington - Hall of Memories, National War Memorial - Digital visuals by Cody Ellingham and Ruben Fro, live soundscape by SJF. Last night in the Hall of Memories I floated through my city with new eyes, new ears and a new perspective.... Continue Reading →
Photo by Jahoo Clouseau on Pexels.com Do we all know Robert Cohn? I think we all know someone who resembles him. Someone who is intelligent but lacks the ability to read a room. They're a square peg in a round social hole. They feel too much about some things and not enough about others. They... Continue Reading →
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com This is not a love letter to Gisborne. I've never been there and I'm not sure I'll ever go. You see, Gisborne is more than just a place. Gisborne is an idea. It's the town where you whisk yourself away to. It is the place where you can be a... Continue Reading →
Photo by rawpixel.com on Pexels.com I catch myself getting really busy then getting really bored. There's no 'one' before the other. No distinct cause and no distinct effect. These periods swirl together in a whirlpool of days, weeks, and months until I realise that this is just how I am. I twist and adjust and... Continue Reading →
A little book of inspiration beautifully illustrated by Chris Riddell Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com There is a line is this book that strikes me. My eyes took it in, my brain understood, and my mind has been tossing it over ever since. Fiction is the lie that tells the truth.Neil Gaiman Fiction is the... Continue Reading →
Photo by Min An on Pexels.com There are some books I can remember with striking clarity. They are the books that have shaped me. They're not necessarily obvious picks, but I wouldn't say I picked them. I just read them and they struck a chord. Consequently, they've found themselves a spot on my internal bookshelf.... Continue Reading →
Photo by Irina Iriser on Pexels.com There's something about David Stubbs' film, Daffodils, that I can't help but describe as 'cute'. It's less melt-my-heart and more of aww-look-at-Daffy-trying-to-play-with-the-big-kids. And by big kids I mean Hollywood films, obviously. They're what I know - my normal - so it's also the benchmark. I want New Zealand film... Continue Reading →
Photo by Simon Migaj on Pexels.com The Spanish film Everybody Knows, directed by Asghar Farhadi, has been the latest of my rare forays into foreign film. Whenever I know I'm going to watch a film with subtitles, I do a very good job of convincing myself that the experience will be tiresome. I assume I'll be too... Continue Reading →
This Here and Now 