May 2009
2 posts
another apology
Okay, so I think I put pressure on myself in saying I was going to catch up, and thereby was thinking too much about all the different people or pieces I needed to find and… I gave up.
So here’s the new deal. I do like doing this. I do sometimes forget that it’s here. So I’m just going to update it as often as possible. Not necessarily every day, but it’s still...
April 2009
13 posts
an apology
I had every intent of actually maintaining this as an Update This Thing Every Day blog.
I planned to put enough entries in the queue to tide over whilst I went away to Coachella.
It didn’t quite happen.
So I’m going to start afresh, and try to add extras when I can, because I hate lack of continuity when it was promised.
Today’s Art will come a little later in the day.
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Emily Perkins.
Oh, where to begin.
This is what she looks like -
But more importantly, this is what she writes like -
“Mud in Your Pretty Eye
Nine years later, you’re leaving a bar with a friend and you see him across the wet road, getting on to a bus. From then, from the restaurant.
Francis
You always thought, Francis, rhymes with answers. Which it...
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This is one of my favourite covers, ever.
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Here is a blog you should check out - beth of all trades.
She’s a photographer, but she’s also the rock star assistant to a rock star - the aforementioned Amanda Palmer.
Her photos are beautiful. She’s even taken a couple of yours truly, your friendly neighbourhood garden variety arty blogger person.
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I love Glenn Colquhoun.
He’s a NZ poet, and I’m sure that I’ll post more about him some other time, and explain why, and how, and suchlike. But for now, here is a poem by him.
AN EXPLANATION OF POETRY TO MY FATHER To my Mum And to my Dad Who made me good And made me bad An apology I was not a son to take the Word of God to the whole world. I was not a son to spot a fine cow at...
I feel like it’s my patriotic obligation to relay as much information as possible via this blog about amazing New Zealand artists (of all art types, of course). I’ve done that a bit already, without even thinking about it, but I think I might go out of my way to ensure at least a couple a week feature on here. Because, who knows, one day I might suddenly get actual readership. That...
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High Country Weather
Alone we are born And die alone Yet see the red-gold cirrus over snow-mountain shine. Upon the upland road Ride easy, stranger Surrender to the sky Your heart of anger.
-James K Baxter
James K Baxter is one of my favourite New Zealand poets. I picked this one partly because it’s short, and therefore doesn’t take up epic amounts of blog page-space. I...
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Teacups are a band from Auckland, New Zealand.
Oh! you say. But that’s where YOU’RE from, Briar!
Yes. Yes it is. The singer of this lovely lovely little indie folk band is friends with many of my friends, because they all went to the same school (I happen to just have a lot of friends from that school - I went to an entirely different one). I fell in love with their music the first...
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In my final year of high school, I switched around a few of my subjects. I’d been taking primarily sciences the couple of years before hand (with English, French and Spanish to maintain something of a balance) but after I’d finished Year 13 bio, I realised that I really didn’t especially want to be doing chemistry and maths. So I dropped both, and picked up art history and...
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