Te Aho a Māui

Let The Beginning Connect Us

Mist can be such a cool effect, especially if you’re lucky enough to find it hanging around in a city. This is the Wellington waterfront one morning as low thick mist covered almost everything until the day warmed up. I found this sculpture by Rewi Thompson  that was partially covered in the mist and it had this cool stone, tile effect surrounding it.

Let the beginning connect us – Buy

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Truly Unique Wellington

Solace of the Wind

I love this sculpture by artist Max Patte. I visit it every time I go to Wellington but I always seem to catch it in the morning. I’ll have to make a return trip one day to catch it with the evening light behind it. I did a bit of research about it the first time I saw it and it turns out that it was originally loaned to the city for a year in the hopes of finding a patron but has been there ever since (that’s ten years now!).

Solace of the Wind – Buy


Competition – Give Away

I decided it’s time to give away some art. I’ve got this lovely 18 x 12 inch print of Dunedin’s historical home, Olveston to give away.  It’s mounted, framed, finished with glass  and has a value of $400. The great thing is that it’s all ready to be hung and an enjoyed in your home, office, flat, or wherever you desire.
Printing by the The Photo Gallery in Dunedin.
Mounting and framing by Gallery De Novo in Dunedin. Continue reading Truly Unique Wellington

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In Love With Colin McCahon

Am I Scared Boy (eh).

There’s a reason Colin McCahon is widely regarded as New Zealand’s most important modern artist and if you get a chance to view his work, it doesn’t take long to understand why. I had the chance to see an exhibition of his work in Wellington which had me (and many others) spellbound. I only hope I get to see another exhibition of his.Am I Scared Boy (eh) – Buy


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Blue Rain by Alistair Te Ariki Campbell

Blue Rain

A bit of poetry from Alistair Te Ariki Campbell for Friday.

Blue Rain
Blue rain from a clear sky.
Our world a cube of sunlight —
but to the south
the violet admonition
of thunder.

Innocent as flowers
your eyes with their thick lashes
open in green surprise.

What have we to fear?
Frost and a sharp wind
reproach us,
and a tall sky pelts the roof
with blue flowers.

You and I in bed, my love,
heads leaning together,
merry as thieves
eating stolen honey —
what have we to fear
but a borrowed world
collapsing all about us
in blue ruins?

By Alistair Te Ariki Campbell


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