make your own miracle

2004-04-06T12:06:00.000+12:45

my iconsare everywhere. its quite fun to have a press release even if you did spell a word wrong and you were nearly oh so nearly paralysed by fear over it

2004-04-03T11:40:00.000+12:45

i graduated lastnight from art school and my WHOLE FAMILY was there! that was the most loved and supported i have felt in my entire life. i got the loudest cheer out of anyone there (which was all my dreams come true! so easily pleased..........) and i also got three lots of flowers. and we went out for dinner to Malo and although the food took ages to come it was really wonderful and everyone left feeling full. i like it that they don't serve alcohol and that they have loads of wheat/meat free options.
so now i have my honours. what to do with it? apparently i am supposed to frame the certificate and putit on my studio wall. i don't think thats going to happen.
in conclusion: i am spoilt.

ps. if you want to see the product of my art school years come to the opening of my new show 'holy holy holy' on april 13th at 5.30. St pauls Cathedral next to parliment molesworth st, wellington.

2004-03-04T13:11:00.000+13:45

Check itout. nice nice.

2004-02-27T13:35:00.000+13:45

Good gracious! I got some flowers today! ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

in other news last night i had six cups of green tea and went to sleep at last at 3am and then got up and have been very productive since sunrise

being in the present moment is IT.

2004-02-23T19:29:00.000+13:45

Well my holiday such as it was is quickly reaching its vanishing point. Back to wet, windy Wellington after wonderful, warm waipu. (such a wealth of double yous!)I am at the super expensive airport computer place so this will be brief, but afterall there's nothing like an airport for making one feel efficient. Actually to make one feel grown up. Yes a real adult. I am a wandering with an hour up my sleeve. I have a small bouquet not tied with a ribbon of Asiatic lilies. They mask the pies and stress smell and I adore them. There's a place on ponsonby road where you can get a good size bunch (actually three smaller bunches that have slipped under one set of covers to become one) of these delights for the senses for six dollars. The ladies that work in there come from India but more recently (thirty years back, dear) they lived in kilbirnie. So we can talk about the time I lived there and oh! The buses in Wellington. How they came on time. But don't you find it cold dear? Yes, yes I do. However Auckland is ugly so farewell!
I have seen many wonders in the last two weeks not the least of which has been the hundertwasser toilets. I have brought a diary, no lists so far but appointments stretching out into the distance when I return. I have bought a thermometer and a whole bunch of ribbon and lace.
threes more but no time for it on this terminal. I am expecting to be very busy finishing the work for my upcoming show over the next few weeks so I don't want parties to go to or anything of the kind but I would dearly love to see you for a cup of tea and somekind of wheatfree biscuit. Do come around.......

2004-02-04T20:30:00.000+13:45

people keep asking,asking, asking what i think, what they should do, WHAT ARE YOU DOING, do I really think that's a good idea, what do i believe about this, about that.... perhaps i should just direct them to this post.(That i partly stole from T Moore)
I would still like to know how things work. I'd like to know just who Jesus is and was. I'd like to know the Buhddas role in the nature of things and what Mohammed was inspired to create. I certainly would like to know what happens after death and if all these tragedies and conflicts in the world make some kinda sense.

I feel free to ignore some of the issues that worry many people. I don't have to have an opinion on the afterlife. If and when it is. Owning my uncertainty I can laugh in my ignorance and enjoy the comic nature of my puny attempts and efforts. Put it all down in writing, straighten out and match up my beliefs so there's no contradictions and I take away this delightful ignorance and there's no room left for faith, for magic and the humour that keeps me sane.

In other news: the capitals suburban practice fields have been inundated with sparkling hordes of brownish blackish largish thighs attached to shortish whitish rugby shorts. Oh my! Certainly makes for a more interesting bus ride to work.

2004-02-03T10:56:00.000+13:45

Well a kissing tent.......certainly got kisses and that was what i wanted. So now I've no right to complain. How ever it did seem to lend less of a fun and more of a debauched filter to the party. But amongst suprise special guests, long lost friends arriving, ten tequilas and some fien michael jackson tunes it all worked out to be quite the super fabulous party indeed! I am goign away at the end of the week and I can't wait! Up to the warm lands with post one lovestories of how great wellington is. Friends I haven't seen for a while and swimming everyday. yum. I promise I will do my best not to fall in love with anyone while I am away. Well, maybe not promise..............I'm off to buy ribbons.

2004-01-30T10:59:00.000+13:45

hoooo ha! Two posts in a week. What a treat! Seems like everythings on the up and up this week. I have been goign through a time where I have been more depressed than way back before I went to art school. Haven't had anydays where I don't want to get out of bed this week though and haven't felt fake in my smileyness either. Some delights and miracles this week have been my terip to the perfumery on victoria st where the behind the desk girl is so blissed out to the point that you get the feeling she's having diffuculty moving her jaw to speak. However she looks pretty happy and she likes everything so it can't be all bad.....Well my flatmate Michael and I contructed a scent for him. I really must recommend this its so much nicer than facing the scary perfume ladies with their painted-on eyebrows at kircaldies and at the end you have a perfume all of your own and its not bad for you to wear! Also I have this romantic little idea that people will come to recognise your scent rather than say, oh is someone in here wearing ck One? And for less than ten dollars what a way to live ones spirit!
I have been getting into gypsy music this week been twice to see thiswild band once in the moody cave that is amba bar and last night out under the trees at the botanic gardens. Let me just say when I am old I am going to be just like Linn Lorkin.Well maybe more painting, less singing but if you've seen her performyou'll know what I mean........
Ahhhhh the highlight of my week is upon me! Tonight our romatic magic sup0er fabulous party is on complete with kissing tent(or as my slightly more prudish self would like to call it the Romancing Room) and magic areas all over the house and garden. Should be lots of dancing, squealing (on my part), laughing and possibly even soem romancing.......ah organising is fun! Before that though I have a busy day. I have already been to my oeseopath (sigh!)who has furnished me with yet another list of things I'm allergic to (this time around its Dairy, baking soda, sugar, brown rice, broccoli, yeast and coffee) and the only thing on the list that i'm not too impressed with is the anti cheese sentiment expressed by the first on the list. Wheat didn't show as a problem possibly coz I've been off it for nearly 3 months now. Yay me! I've lasted so well. Didn't know I had the self disipline! Good revelations abound. And next on my fun fun busy list is some members of the fire department are coming over in their truck with their ahem, uniforms to fit our smoke alarms. I called them up and asked them about where to put out new alarms and they offerd to come and do it themselves. How can I refuse?I'm going to recommend this exersize in safety to you all. How will I keep from laughing as they sincerly educate me on fire safety? Well I shall try my best. I'm blushing already. And with that I better go............See you tonight xx

2004-01-26T12:23:00.000+13:45

I am the slackest blogger aye? Ah well, you should all celebrate because real life is unexplainable right now and i don't have much inclination to write it down. Today is all soft rain and pretty people squinting around and about the town. I am off to the library (Wellington library is so so good!Seems like all architecture especially city funded stuff should be pretty and have nice nikau palmslike these ones outside.I am learning all about the ideas ofMr Thomas Mooreand you know what? I reckon he would like me...) today. After finding the books I want I will see who I can see, see how many smiles I can elicit from weary librarians. Well, we are looking for some lovely person to fill the spare room at my flat. I suppose we (read 'I') are rather picky but I feel like at this stage of my life living with people I love is the least of my requirements for a HAPPY and SUCCESSFUL life. So.
My garden (did I write about that already? Let me bring you up to date: I have been planting some flower and vegetable gardens over the last couple months) is flourishing, well the nasty storm the other day broke all the corn off but the tomatoes clung to their stakes and everything seemed to enjoy the thorough wettining. Wettening? Hmmm, wetting? Anyway happy garden and I have been learning plenty of clever garden tricks and uses for my new favorite wonder herb Comfrey from two lovely ladies: namely my mama and my neighbor majory. Speaking of majory , I went on THE BEST run today. Listening to J5 really makes all of life funky. How this relates to Majory, lets see now....Oh yes I saw her out running and discovered she looks quite quite different without all that well applied makeup. I reckon she looks beautiful both ways. I guess I look different with my face all red and that too. Makes me feel all strong to run in my running outfit.
If you living in and around Wellington might I strongly suggest you get your arse down to Jewel of Nepal across from the hospital in Newtown?Yum yum food and cheap and oh romie is lovely. He'll take you higher for sure!(you have to go there to understand that).
Check it out: We are having a super fabulous party at my place on Friday night with two special guests of honor. Come on down . You can email/call for info if you like.
Well is that enough writing to satisfy you? I don't know what you want to hear about you could email me (littlepoppit@hotmail.cooooom)and let me know if you like. Maybe I'll get inspired to write more often again.

2003-12-31T11:07:00.000+13:45

hey ya'll party at mine tomorrow for my 22nd birthday. seven onwards bring what/who u like. 49 wright st. its sunny. i go

2003-12-21T17:07:00.000+13:45

Grr. I have tried my bestest best to keep away form wheat for the last-seems-like-forever-probably-only-about-a-month. And now I am having an allergic reaction. Itchyness is the devil. You thought it was that little red dude with the fork but I'm telling itchyness takes the (wheat and dairy filled)cake. Perhaps I am getting the symptoms again just because I am away from home and out of my precious routine with run and yoga and filtered water and pulses. If so what kind of monster am I creating with this exclusion diet! Soon I won't be able to eat anything! Or is this a hurdle to get over so I can be back to healthy energy filled me? i wish it would hurry up and eventuate.
Well that rant is over and I am pleased to announce one more night and I'll be back home in my princess-bed. Not that I haven't enjoyed the unique experiences these past few days have given me. Living in a family envioronment is sometimes good. For instance: I haven't sworn once (not even a minor one) in the past four days. Abundant fruit bowls and people to play with. Not having to think about power bills when you take a giant spa bath at the end of a working day. Christmas lights to put up, younger ones squabling over who does the littlest job. What a lark! Still, won't be seeing me back home any time soon. Love my space, my bed, my flatties, am selfish with my time and energy. add to that this damn exclusion diet and me in a family group living arrangement is doomed!
Back to the madness...........Love and Light, Kathy

2003-12-14T11:21:00.000+13:45

Firstly: I am a tempramental blogger....that's why there's been nothing happening round here for a while. Now, since last I wrote lots has happened. Not least of which is that I have moved house(again) This time is for good I think(Please don't count on it). I have been very busy juggling a couple of commissions, given my diet a revamp by giving up wheat and rice after I discovered I'm allergic to both plus dairy, plans for a mural, work at the primary school with all the lovely little people, moving house, going up to Waipu for a funeral, sewing, painting on my icons series, planning my summer and then trying to unplan it again. Next week I am off to Motuekafor a few days to look after my cousins kids while hopefully they go away for a night or two. Then back to Wellie for one day and then driving over to Riversdale for a quick and hopefully painless family Christmas experience. A couple days after Christmas my darling friend Allie is arriving from Melbourne to spend some time laughing in our spare room.
In other news: I have a new adopted brother. He is called Sam and he is quite a bit taller than me. Yay, nearly my birthday! If you want to send me presents I promise I won't mind. If you are trying to get hold of me over the next couple of weeks til my 22nd birthday I can say to you : Good Luck! Email is probably the best way, though I usually will be in cellphone range. Hopefully I'll be a bit more regualar with posts and that way you'll know when my plans change. Peace & Blessings.............

2003-10-08T13:52:00.000+13:45

there's a man on courtney place. he drinks from a paper bag and his beard is rusty. if i don't look i think i seem cold if i do look i see that in fact he seems to be cold. still i don't do anything just walk past. most people are sad i think to myslef. great excuse kathy. great.

my job is cool. there's a boy called bailey , he's five and he is small. much smaller than me i can give him piggy back rides. he doesn't get sick of them even after hours. yay! kids are better than adults.

2003-10-04T14:54:00.000+12:45

So, I discovered a lesson or two during and after being tattooed. The one I want to share briefly with ya'll is pain is fleeting. It hurt quite a lot. Oh yes. However today the sun has risen and the pain for the most part is over and I have these brand new colors suspended in my skin. I don't think there's any such thing as an accurate memory of pain. This is to be grateful for! I try to remember what it felt like and the best I can come up with is "Well, it was quite scratchy, or maybe more like a burn? It wasn't like a make you cry pain but it definitely made you flinch. hmmmm.....Well it hurt anyway. " Maybe it's just a lack of pain-vocabulary. I think it's a good thing anyway...........

So all pains, emotional and physical will fly fly away given half a chance. So just let go and watch them drift right out the window. Happy weekend all.

2003-10-03T13:19:00.000+12:45

I am getting a tattoo today! It's my 21st present to myself and I thought I best get it done before i turn 22. Its eight circles. One for each immeadiate family member. Expecting it to hurt. Wondering what is this human thing of doing things you know will cause you pain. Let you know how it is.........Rain rain go away come again another day.

2003-09-30T12:31:00.000+12:45

I noticed today some old men have wonderfully wide shoulders don't they? The rest of them seems a bit shrink wrapped but the shoulders are still quite magnificent and sturdy! I especailly like the ones that wear the mtching jacket and cap.Yes, today is think of something nice about old men day. Go on, it'll do you good.........

2003-09-26T15:29:00.000+12:45

I nearly did die today. Chocking on a corn chip. What an unglamorous way to go...Good thing my flatmate who was previously thought completely useless was there to ineffectually slap me on the back (weak wristed like).
You might think from all the urban legend that life passing before your eyes is the thing to be having when nearly dieing. I mostly thought at least people will get a laugh when they hear how it went down.....Not to be: I live another day!
been painting boys/men. I like it. Makes me realize they be quite beautiful too. They can't sit still very well though. That's enough rash generalizations from me for today.
Teardrop is still a massively good song btw.

2003-09-24T14:23:00.000+12:45

I saw someone polishing the parking meters on Courtney Place yesterday. Imagine that. I didn't know you could get a job polishing street furniture like that.

Also I got a job today.

2003-09-22T21:39:00.000+12:45

The Equinox Celebrations.
Early Sunday morning I and three companions headed for St Marys Road at the foot of Tinakori hill. There we met nine assorted friends and crones. It was four a.m. when we started up the track. It smelt delicious and the birds were adding their waiata to the atmosphere. I was expecting perhaps a short walk up hill through damp forest to the clearing a the top where we would perform our songs and dances, swig a little brandy enjoy the sunrise on this day of equal light and dark. What I got was a forty minute hike up not altogether friendly paths. What treats await you in the dark in the forest though! The smells! Mossy smells, sharp pine and mud. Completely dark but for weak torchlight six people ahead and banks sparkling with glow worms.
Thinking it was but a small way form the car park to our destination I had dressed with my usual sense of occasion: Longest, most favorite and full skirted crimson dress with matching long scarf wound around and around to ward of the chilly wind. Made for difficulty in climbing but I admit to being most pleased to notice when reaching our destination that I glowed splendid against the lightening sky.
We huddled together singing songs and eating crumbly cake. Mostly I didn't know the words but followed along as best as I could. We made a line of feathers tied with string for memorial to those we know who have died since the last gathering and hung it in a tree up there.
As we stood for the approaching dawn the clouds began to roll in from over the Wainui hills. We never saw the sun that whole day. Grey-purple clouds were our reward. We were not disappointed. The fairy lights of the city below flickered out and died.
After final song and dance we made our way down the now easy to find path. I skipped and frolicked and in my overtired state fancyied myself some type of forest nymph. My illusions swiftly ended as I landed directly on my arse. Down in the mud and sniffling and now it had started raining with real enthusiasm. Nevermind, chin up I hobbled most ungracefully the rest of the way down (not too far now maybe five minutes to the waiting car.)
We headed to Roseneath for breakfast of fresh piklets and croissant, muslie and fruit salad. Putting a face in full light to the voices I had gotten to know on the dim journey up was wonderful. I think I got some names confusedbut no one noticed. The rain has continued and we are all beginning to feel sleepy. Ambling home to the Factory I have not been so pleased to see a bed for months.
The day was spent alternately napping and crying. I must remember not to wear my finest up mountains and also that talking with loves past and potential when overtired invariably ends in kathy-tears. Tiredness induces loneliness in this bird.
Intentions for the summer ahead set I am feeling good, my back is healing and I am happy to have written this.
These celebrations having been going for over twenty years now though this is the first I have attended. You could join us, top of Tinakori hill next Spring Equinox. Bring a song and something nice to share. Maybe chocolate? I leave it up to you, see you there...

2003-09-17T16:04:00.000+12:45

I passed my honors assesment. Oh yes. It seems like I should be gettign flowers or presents of some kind. But I'm not. Ah well, I make my own. An dI did get some good presents yesterday: soem people I met on the street and in shops recognised me form my painitngs in Eds. Hmmm. This is what I like!

2003-09-16T13:51:00.000+12:45

Oops! Almost forgot to remind you to take a stroll down to Eds Juice on Victoria St. I have 5 selfportraits grracing the walls there and the smoothies are super fantastic while you're at it too!

2003-09-16T13:35:00.000+12:45

I have got the flu in my neck. That sounds ridiculous. Yesterday it was marauding all over my system and today I can be thankful it has confined itself to my poor stiff neck and swollen glands. I banished it from the rest of me by tricking myself into going for a run this morning. I think that's the 7th run in two weeks. My running outfit is so great! Any excuse to wear short shorts....So easy to please am I. Hope that never changes.
I am super busy working on my icon series. So far I have nearly completed two. Let's see, that makes only about 20 to go. Oh dear! Good thing I love painting.
Later today I hand in all my last honors assessment stuff. It's reasonably serious business and I have put on a tie to get me in the mood. So far it's working wonders, I'm super efficient lady.
since I last wrote I have been up in Auckland, gallivanting around, collecting magic water, going dancing but most of all painting my arse off!(Come to think of it, maybe it's disappearing thanks to my newly discovered love of running not all the painting....)

When will I learn patience? I am trying but it's difficult. "What's the quickest way to learn patience?" I am thinking! Well, one thing at a time aye? Focus on the present and then it's not so much a matter of being patient but just being completely absorbed in the moment and unconcerned about what ever I am eager(and impatient) for.

Once again I am planning to move! Again moving! It's just irreconcilable differences with one of my flatmates(that really is the nicest way to say it..). What's girl to do?

Well, that'll have to do I'm off!

Be Well K

2003-08-20T12:09:00.000+12:45

Apparently a phrase to summarise me might be: I did it just to see if I could. And I can.

The energy flows right down into my crown and out through my fingertips to other folks and down through my toes to the earth. All is good...no time to blog too much good stuff outside this funny internet cafe. (By the way, it's the best one I've found in Wellington : iplay on Manners Mall)

Listen to Nas.

2003-08-14T13:37:00.000+12:45

Today people in Wellington are forgetting, just for a moment, to keep their cool faces on. Everyone is squinting in the morning glare, it may be just my imagination but today the squinty grimace looks suspiciously like a smile. The air is clean after two.three days of rain and it smells delicious! Today is a day for breaking out a spring green dress and getting things done.

I want to paint and yet I don't want to be inside...whats to be done? I will spend my energy on tripping round these sparkley streets and see what comes....

I have finished two paintings in the last week, I will post them here soon. Patience my pretties..........

I am making a tent for my bed today. It is red cotton. I feel like a bedouin.

On Monday I was shy! I never have felt that before I think. It is a horrible thing. and what's worse is that I have been talking to people abotu it and they say "Well, welcome to my life I feel like that when ever I meet soemone new". How awful! How can people live like that. Admittedly I had no skills for dealing with it since I haven't felt it before but I can't imagine how you could enjoy a day if that was your reality. Are most people shy/uncomfortable regularly? How to deal with it? Well, for myself I WON"T have it. No, no more shyness. My plan is to next time (if there is a next time) be open and just talk it through. Communication fixes everything.

I am rereading a book that when I first read it pulled me right yup out of my year long depression. And I am still getting things out of it. I have heard a few people rubbish it. Its interesting that some books can touch everyone but most can only effect a relatively small section of us. Anyone else read any Gary Zukav?

2003-08-08T15:39:00.000+12:45

Huh, i found out the other night i still do think negative things about people sometimes and i even say them out loud...still it was good while it lasted.

There's a party at my house tonight. We have two Leo birthday boys in the house. In this internet cafe they have painted a kind of yukkis purple grey colour over the windows. I guess they don't want to remind all these pale people about the outside excitement on manners mall or further up and out amongst the clouds and brooklyn hills. People could be visiting the windmill!

What's your favourite smell? Mine is either wet concrete(specially if it's beside a swimming pool and you're lying on it), Cheryls Perfume (she gave it to me and now I can wear it and remember how it is to hug her. Yummo.), or mayeb Turkish Bread(once you take out of the smells like death kebab house, that is.)

Just now my ex boy emailed me. It's funny how things work out. Better than I could imagine that's for sure. Well I shall keep on keepin on, off to keep an appointment with a man that soemtimes tells me lies. (That's not really fair, he hasn't lied recently.)

Brain feels slowish today, nothing a good tequlia can't fix!

2003-08-06T17:35:00.000+12:45

I like to make little treats for people. Last night I knitted up a precious little treasure bag out of my favourite two wools. They are the colour of the sea when it is sunny(a kind of turquoise) and the green of that kind of furry grass. Inside it I put a piece of lapis lazuli.
I am going to send it across the sea.
Lapis is for pyscic power I think. Maybe I will be able to do away with long distance calling if I send all my far-off friends giant pieces of lapis.
Kisses

2003-08-05T14:45:00.000+12:45

Well! Sorry have been away so long. Been kept busy with all kind s of good things. Liek baking vegan muffins and cookies and plotting suprise birthday cakes. Haaha plotting is good fun. I am thinking since I love to bake bread and I am addicted to refined flour so I should stop havin git all the time, maybe I can find "worthy" (don't like that word much) recipients fo rit. Today I bought wonderful wonderful shiny gold leaf! On thursday my wonderful friend Natalie is going to come and sit still for a couple of hours for me and I will paint her as a lovely saint. Or I was thinking maybe a goddess. Maybe it would be better if I stopped watching Tv altogether. It seems liek a distraction form spending my time with real people. Then again, I am addicted to Shortland Street at the moment. Sad but true. And I can knit faster when I am watching something. My housemate is going to teach me how to play chess. Yay. It been summer for days and days now, well we had a little rain but now we are back to swirly wind and sun on my face. my brain has gotten all scattered. In fact I think I am high! Yes, High on an ed's juice smoothie. That's what happens when you ahve fifteen peices of fruit in one morning. Makes your brain move much faster than your fingers. In fact, I recomend it! For only four dollars fifty you can get a delicious smoothie to fill you up and make you fly..........
Today a lovley homeless man came up to me to respectfully tell me that my outfit is see through.
A miracle especially for matt : I have a new blessing on my brain that I don't say negative things about people anymore. In fact I have noticed I don't think them anymore either. It's interesting and oh so very pleasant. Plus it gives me more time to think about painting and all the treasures that are my frineds. Also cabbage trees.
Oh my hair is red now. It's kind of pretty. I like it, but I thik I will make it black after all. But not before I take some photos to show you all. I'm off to be a pixie. have a lovely..

2003-07-31T16:05:00.000+12:45

I am comfortably settled into my yumy new room and it can be diffucult to get anything doen on my painting since there is this lovely cabbage tree right outside my window and it makes lovely shapes on my face, on my hands, on the floor. It looks better than anything I've ever painted. I am however, getting all very excited about my new series of icons that I will be starting to paint next week. My friends are posing for all the different saints I want to paint. Of course I get to be St, Katherien and really she is the best, but there are other saints to and they are all so shiny and wonderful. How many miracles do you have to do to be a saint? So far I have done about sixteen. I am going to an exhibition today called "moonlight becomes you" at the city gallery. I have been once before but this time I am going with the delightful Regina. It is an installation of knitted creatures it's quite silly and fun, and I am recomending it. Yes I would say it even gets ten points.
I have got three new pairs of shoes. One pair are knee high stiletto boots and might possibly be too scandalous for even me to wear. I'll see what I can do.
Silly to sit inside in front of a screen when I could eb playing in the Wellington sun.
Please enjoy yourself and have a lovely....

ps. i know there may be spelling mistakes today, i am in a biggy rush to get out and amongst the pixies!

2003-07-28T13:35:00.000+12:45

This morning I was looking very seedy. Today is moving day! I am moving to a room with a view. All my things in one room. That's what I like.

A nest for me. haha. My brother got a new digital camera and we have been playing with it. Che Fu gives me smiles from ear to ear. I like NZ music.

2003-07-28T00:06:00.000+12:45

It's sometimes hard to remember that there isn't really a 'proper' way to do anything...
If you want to see some of the people I saw today you could go look here They are all nice. I read the Book of Esther today. I never noticed before how odd it is. Lots of killing and what not. I don't think I would like to be a concubine in Persia very much, or a Queen for that matter. Good thing I'm not then aye?

2003-07-26T11:38:00.000+12:45

Finally! I have some images of my art to share. I have just given this one away. Usually that would make me sad, but this time it was just the right thing to do. It is one of the ones I was working on at Castlepoint.

Yesterday I walked right up to the top of Mt. Vic to look at a house that I may be living in. It is really a bit too expensive for me but it is delicious. The room is large with nice shiny wooden floors and a view of the harbour. it is hard to resist, especially when it means I will be able to move in right away. It's all looking up again! After viewing the house I went and helped soem lovley people move lots of interesting shoe junk out of the space above my dad's cobbler shop. I got all kinds of treats including sparkly tinsle, an old heavy singer sewing machine(not sure if it works as yet), a little milking stool and a bunch of woden boxes for my paints and brushes. It was really better than Christmas. (Especially since I spent this past Christmas by myself listening to a Virginia Woolf story while I painted self portraits. And for soem reason Melbourne decided to let it rain, too.)

2003-07-24T22:39:00.000+12:45

I need to learn about time management.

2003-07-24T12:52:00.000+12:45

2003-07-23T12:17:00.000+12:45

I think I say most everything that pops into my head.
Like that. Oh well.
I am wearing my best and most favourite outfit today. It is my sari. So there.

Summer has definitely arrived! I spent the whole day in bare feet.............

2003-07-22T14:46:00.000+12:45

Did you know that no one knows where grapefruit comes from? But oh, how delicious!
I am making a book. It has 20 self portraits I have painted. It will be more like a treasure than a book.
Today I washed my brother's car, it was fun. My skirt got all soppy and sticks now to my legs.

Also, might I recommend homestar runner?

Today the sun is out, I think summer is back! My toes are still cold but the thaw has reached all the way to my ankles!

Look, I found a photo today!

I been to the World Press Photo Exhibition It left me feeling unempowered. Lots of photos (mostly of misery) and no cues on what one can do to help. I got a tear in my eye which points to the fact that this type of photography has power to move you and should be just the impetus a lazy brain like me could use to do something about all this sickness, injustice, war etc etc. It seems the only real goal of the World Press Photo group is to encourage and reward high standards of photo journalism. Not sure how worthwhile that is.

2003-07-20T16:58:00.000+12:45

Today I experienced nostalgia for furnishing, I was in some stranger's house and I saw the wallpaper in the bathroom and it was just the one we had in the hall back in the day. Little pink flowers tied up with ribbon on a stripey cream backround. Other things that have me tearing up or otherwise experiencing nostalgia for inanimate objects:
Flicking through a knitting pattern book and recognising about five jumpers I loved (until I grew out of them). I think I will knit myself full sized versions.
Showering in a shower with what I am certain is the same shower curtain my auntie used to have. (Or am I just imaging it, why would my brain file away information like that?).
Old photo albums.
Opening text books in the book store, that smell was half good(I liked books all along) and half bad(I hated school all along) at the time but now it speaks of begining and doodles in margins to be done.
Music can take me there.
Seeing old friends that I used to spend so much time with and now it's such an effort to be more than civil.
It's sad that things change..... Onward and upward.
(At least we have carpet and curtains to remind us where we've been, places we've seen.)

2003-07-18T12:46:00.000+12:45

One other time I started a blog called Bright and Shiny Stars but I lost interest. Hopefully I can maintain this one better. (Encouragement may help...)I think I will use it instead of my chapters that I usually send out. That way only those of you that are interested will check and get my fabulous news and exciting tales of adventure! Today I woke up and our house was an island in the mist, now the sun has melted our cocoon and things look reasonably dismal. Then again, we are in Wainui. Tonight I am going dancing in Hastings, and I am planning to wear my new red dress. I made it out of a really hideous one. I am pretending it is a whole new dress but really I have just made it tighter and sleeveless. Mostly it will be people at the ball that are new to me so I suppose it doesn't really matter. How come it matters anyway? I have a grudging respect for those people that love their trakkies and sneakers and that's all they ever wear, well maybe they change their jumper to a shapeless shirt sometimes depending on the weather but mostly its just a matching set of indiscriminate taste and colour. That would free you up in the mornings to sleep in or read or yoga yourself to your full stretchy potential. And during the day people wouldn't really look at you so much so you could get away with all sorts of tricks! Then again people wouldn't buy you drinks or treat you nicely when they don't know you. Anyway, it's all beside the point because I love dressing up. Now I just have to find some shoes....You can email me or add comments here. I will try to figure out how to put my paintings up and then I can make this the prettiest blog on the block.

2003-07-18T11:58:00.000+12:45

miracle number one: that i can be bothered.