'I'm always looking for the Hows and the Whys and the Whats,' said Muskrat, 'That is why I speak as I do. You've heard of Muskrat's Much-in-Little, of course?'
'No,' said the child. 'What is it?'
- The Mouse and his Child. Russell Hoban.

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Friday, 18 July 2014

Exhibition

Well, we are nearly there.  After more than three years of preparation, research and painting:  The Godwit Series is about to be shared with the world.

If anyone of my dear blogger friends are in New Zealand in two weeks time... do call in!
Opening night is 1st August 5.30pm - 7.00pm... nibbles and drinkies.


Tuesday, 8 July 2014

Wind Coming

I've just heard that there's a gale warning for the Bay of Plenty.  It might explain why I felt vaguely uneasy down on the beach this morning.  The sky was millky and I could almost look directly at the sun.
However there were some nice patterns in the sand as the tide was very far out.
The whiter sand is lighter and gets 'sorted' to the top.







Monday, 7 July 2014

Ohope Beach

More gorgeousness.  Let me know when you want me to stop.

Sunrise Ohope Beach. 6.7.14

An hour after sunrise, Ohope Beach 6.7.14

Thursday, 3 July 2014

Sitting Knitting

... on the beach at Ohope on World Knitting in Public Day a couple of weeks ago.
However, is it counted as 'public' when you have to wait for the only other person on the beach to walk the 15 minutes to get to you, to take your photo?



Wednesday, 2 July 2014

Ohope Beach - the Golden Hour

Just in case you were wondering, Ohope (Or-hor-pay), where I am house- and pet-sitting at the moment, is about 90 minutes traveling southeast(ish) from my home in Tauranga.  It is in the North Island of New Zealand, still on the same big bay - the Bay of Plenty - named by Captain James Cook in 1769, because the Maori were very generous here and he was able to resupply his ship with provisions.



Although it was rather chilly this afternoon, I ventured out with the dogs. I'm glad I did because the clouds looked fantastic as the sun went down. It was hard to pick the best three images.






Since I was away

... A lot has happened.

A friend found out she had cancer, and died about four weeks ago.  Undiagnosed, she was her usual bright and vivacious self at Aftermas on the 25th January.  Four months later, gone...

Another two friends have separated.

On the plus side, my daughter, after months and months of applications and interviews, has found a temporary job in a local cafe, and so is at least beginning to get financial again.

And we have had the builders in.
New skylights (replacing old leaky ones) in the bathroom and kitchen.  New ceiling in the bathroom and kitchen.
New shower.
New iron over about a 6th of the roof.

New skylights

Plastering the new ceiling

New shower

And as if there wasn't enough going on, I have set myself a place for my next exhibition:  At home here at TLVD mansion.
SO! Still to go: gallery spotlights and new pull-down stairs to the attic bedroom (so the entrance hall can be uncluttered for visitors).


And I have set myself a date for the opening for my exhibition:  1st August.
So! I've been madly organising lighting, and sparkies and builders and plumbers and getting quotes and stoking the media sites and visiting the framers....


And, as if that wasn't enough still I have been here at beautiful Ohope Beach, house- and pet-sitting for nearly five weeks, a week to go.  Walking 90 minutes a day on the beach, painting the Godwit Series works in the middle of the day.
And, after I get home to Tauranga at the end of next week, it will be only three weeks until my exhibition!

Oystercatcher on Ohope Beach.  

Midwinter dawn on Ohope Beach with Zoe and Reisha

Whew!










Friday, 20 June 2014

Birdy Thoughts

I was reading a book (this one) yesterday, and the author quoted the first two lines from a poem by Emily Dickinson:

"Hope is the thing with feathers/ that perches in the soul"...

It seemed lovely to me so I jotted it down.  Later I found myself wondering how the rest of the poem went, and, feeling inspired by all the painting I've been doing,  found myself jotting my own version, rather than look it up on Google.


Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul.

Fear is the thing with scales
That coils in a hole.

Courage is that with fur and teeth
That sits atop a hill.

And Love combines them all
Ground to power in its mill.



An image to go with it, is this one from Leunig: