Creature Comforts on Art

Guilty secret

There's something lovely about receiving good old-fashioned postal mail. Particularly when it's art. In this case an edition bought online from an artist-run-space in Los Angeles. Will post an image of it some time.

The internet 1: making life in the provinces that much easier.
The internet 2: making it harder to look real-space dealers in the eye.

Market driven model

One of the standout works for me in Reboot: the Jim Barr and Mary Barr collection show on at City was Ryan Moore's White Pin. Something about the space afforded to it, the simplicity, the artist's background appeal, as does the fact that a few people I've spoken to about it didn't even see it.


Given the context for the work though, I'm really tempted to discreetly switch it for a red pin.

Champing at the bit

At the risk of sounding a little too Louis Theroux's Wild Weekends, I've just discovered there's a Horse Ornament Museum in the Taranaki Hinterland. I'd post photos this Monday following a visit this Sunday (10-4 or by arrangement), but you'll have to wait a week.

And now for a 2 wheeled interlude

I was a huge fan of Q-boats in WWII: boats that looked like small coastal freighters, but were secretly armed and armoured.

Vaguely similar story with The New Bike. While this may look like an old-school steel bike (well, my mum thinks so), it is in reality cutting edge, and on bikes cutting edge = really rather fast.

And rather fast = rather good fun to ride, which may explain the last 10 day's 300km.

Automation has hit the provinces

Marketing 101 teaches us that every business needs a unique selling proposition in order to differentiate from the competition. I'd never thought of automatic doors as a USP, but good on them for trying.

Despite my love of the new, and the titillating invitation to try them, I didn't. I'm saving the experience for the next rainy day I visit Moturoa.

Teenage kicks

I've heard rumour of a guy just north of New Plymouth who has an active interest in taxidermy. While this in itself isn't necessarily so interesting, he has a stuffed Polar Bear.

I'm in the process of hunting him down, so to speak. Actual photos to come.

Dream home

For anyone who hankers for that wonderfully eerie 70's charm of an Yvonne Todd or Anne Noble photograph, you can now live the dream.



I'm seriously tempted.