Photo taken 7 June 2017.
I walked down the new Manchester Street in all its big new boulevard-ness, and could walk all the way to Worcester Boulevard. Then I hung a left to go to the OGB to meet fellow “100 day projectors”. I hadn’t been there before, it was lovely and snug with books on shelves and wait staff smartly dressed in braces and bowler hats.
I tried a whisky smash bedecked with rhubarb and boy was that a mouthpleaser. We chatted about the project, about travel plans, and new things coming to Christchurch. Exciting new things, fresh. The days when you can feel that little buzz of hope are good days.
I raise my glass to all of you Projectors, and to my Ōtautahi peeps – may your days be good. Sláinte. Kia ora.
Photo taken 19 February 2017.
What kind of city would you like?
I’d like to live in the kind of city where you can be in town and see some sort of wolf, Frank the rabbit from Donnie Darko, and a tiger perambulating the streets and it ain’t no thing.
Keep Christchurch weird.
Photo taken 30 May 2017
There are beautiful sunrises and sunsets in the season of mists. And plenty of the mellow fruitfulness.
Bold gold and yellows and oranges are not just in the leaves, they are in the autumn sunlight.
And at night, when the sky gets all inky, the streetlights play with the dusk and the imminent night and the colour of the trees.