Art Galleries

Friday was one of my customary busy days out and about. Went to Henderson with the Knitterati to look at an exhibition of quirky sculptures made from bits and pieces of metal junk, recombined in very clever and artistic ways, done by this Dutchman who lived in NZ and latterly out West Auckland, Peter Sauerbier. He died last year, in his 70s or 80s he would have been. He was a real artist. This one is called Beethoven in the Family Car.

Also joined in a knitting group there. The old Corban estate is now an arts centre and the knitting group meets in a lovely old villa, and the gallery is in another old one. I am resurrecting a beautiful baby blanket I made for E when she was expected 28 years ago - pale shades of orange, yellow and cream, all natural dyes, handspun wool and handwoven, and turning it into a cushion cover for my very hard computer chair.

Today we went to the refurbished Auckland City Art Gallery, the first day it was open to the public again. Anybody and everybody was there revelling in the excitement of new art works like the giant flowers by Korean artist, Choi Jeong Hwa suspended from the atrium ceiling, the Impressionist and other paintings gifted by the Robertsons (the Picassos are my favourites) and the old favourites we remember from the old art gallery. It is wonderful to have Albert Park brought inside, as it were, with big glass windows a feature of this gallery. Fifty per cent more wallspace too for hanging pictures.

Of course part of the old part of the former art gallery used to be the library and that is where I started my library career all those years ago in the mid to late 1960s before going off on the big OE.

Milford to Takapuna Walk

Ended the week and enjoyed the balmy daffodil day weather with a long walk from Milford to Takapuna along beach, rocks, stone walls and beach again, pausing at beginning (for picnic lunch of ciabatta and Nosh's salmon dip/cum spread), in the middle for the Swiss Bakery's superb bishop's hat cookies, a large triangular butter cookie, encasing a hazelnut and cinnamon paste filling,

with coffee to go from that excellent glassed-in beachfront cafe near the Takapuna Camping Ground, and at the end, to go the Takapuna Library for a rest and a read. A blissful day and just one of many similiar pleasurable ones recently.

Winter weekend

Went to Waiheke for the day on Saturday, had the usual pleasant walk along Oneroa beach after taking in the latest exhibition of works by local award winners at the Community Art Gallery.

Last weekend visited the Wynyard Quarter in bitterly cold blustery conditions. Took refuge in the Fish Market for a few minutes espying these beautiful fish staring balefully at their prospective consumers.

On Sunday took the bus to the North Shore and after listening to a chamber music concert by Westlake students at a local church walked along Takapuna Beach in the late afternoon sun.

Brought in some of the fragrance and colour of the garden inside where it can be appreciated in warmer conditions.

Knitty-Gritty

The icy winter conditions beginning last Monday prompted me to finish the hot water bottle covers I had been knitting in response to a plea from the Christchurch City Mission. One was in a mock cable, the other in basket stitch. Am trying to decide whether I should make myself one now, seeing the nights are still so cold.

Malkovitch has a new hiding place - he spent a whole day sleeping in this bag of fleece wool on the windowseat recently and it is now his favourite sleeping place. I am prompted to do some spinning again, now that I have nothing else crafty on the go.

Discovered some hazelnuts in the kitchen cupboard which needed consumption so made this Linzer Torte - a spicy cinnamon and ground hazelnut dough , filled with Barkers raspberry jam with a lazy lattice top. I used a Mary-Anne recipe from my scrapbook from the 1960s in which I pasted cut-out recipes from the Auckland Star.

Music (Therapy) and Me

Our first concert at the Centre for Brain Research Christmas Party 2009





Shortly after I was diagnosed with Parkinson's a couple of years ago I went to a Brain Research seminar where I heard about the CeleBRation Choir which had just been set up for people with Parkinson's and aphasia. It was a very small group and quite enjoyable and very nice people, both the people running the choir and the participants. I looked forward to it every week as although I didn't have any speech problems I felt I wanted to keep these undesirables at bay as long as possible. But the main reason was I had never been in a choir and nursed a secret hankering to be part of one and here was my opportunity.

I also appreciated the benefits of music in my everyday life as a calming enriching experience, as long as it was not too loud. Music seems to facilitate my cognitive ability to do two things at once too, which is very useful. I can listen to music and have a conversation, do a crossword or sudoku much faster, concentrate more somehow, certainly exercise at the gym better. (However occasionally the music is very loud there and I have observed that some of us with Parkinson's find it unbearable and not definitely not condusive to good coordination). Daily exercise at the YMCA as part of the Never 2 Old Programme is the other essential keeping me fit and well.

Anyway they are now doing some formal research on the benefits of the choir for people who have Parkinson's and others who have had a stroke. Yesterday I had an interview and was surprised how eloquently I recalled the benefits of regular music on my life over the past two years - The choir once a week , daily listening to music round 4pm, and weekly attendance at lunchtime concerts in the Central Library. Long may it last!

German Architecture in Samoa

Went to a very interesting meeting of the Goethe Society last night at which Christoph Schnoor of Unitec, an architectural historian, spoke about some of the old buildings in Samoa, many of them in Apia, and their architect, Schaaffhausen. Some of these buildings , one in particular, the old Apia hospital, are in grave danger of being demolished , unless the Prime Minister or somebody high up like him, acts to preserve these buildings for posterity. They are just what tourists like to see and visit and they are part of Samoa and Germany's history and New Zealand's to a lesser extent.

It is sad to see them in such a state of disrepair as we did a few weeks ago when we were in Samoa on holiday. Some of them are along the waterfront road like the Court House built by Stuenzner, with extensions by Schaaffhausen a few years later in 1907.

The old Apia hospital, 1902 was supposedly designed in Hamilton. There were fales added to it for the Samoan patients and Schaaffhausen designed other adjacent buildings for the Chinese contract workers. It is this main building that is in dire threat of being demolished unless someone intervenes. I did my bit and sent an e- mail to the address on the Prime Minister of Samoa's website.

We were saddened to see the former Catholic Cathedral on the main road reduced to a big pile of rubble, demolished recently. I remember going to Mass there one White Sunday in the early 1980s.

Another building, the Museum of Samoa which we visited was formerly a German school.

In 1914 Schaaffhausen went back to Germany for a few years, returning in 1923, working as an architect for the NZ administration. During WW2 he was even interned on Somes Island in Wellington Harbour. Incidentally my mother was considered for internment there too but was not considered a threat to national security according to notes on her in the National Archives.

Schaaffhausen returned to Samoa in 1944 and lived there with
his Samoan wife and family, designing churches among other things. He died in 1960 and is buried in Samoa.

The lower picture is of the Robert Louis Stevenson house which was occupied by the German Governor after Stevenson's death when the house was sold. It is one kof the few heritage buildings that tourists can visit. How authentic the renovation/restoration is, is disputed.

Woven on Waiheke

Went back to Waiheke and bought one of the woven rugs I saw at Upcycle a few days before. Felicity Stewart weaves them, and also cushion covers with thin strips of old woollen checked blankets. They remind me of the floor rugs that weavers made in the 1960s using twisted
slivers of unspun wool. She also incorporates the labels off these old woollen blankets into artworks.
There was one on display in the Commmunity Art Gallery Members' Exhibition.

The tea cosy was woven by Marjorie Philcox in the 1970s, using hand-dyed softly spun yarn and a lovely rosepath or similar weave

Oneroa was still silvery grey as on my previous visit so took this picture of it from the deck outside Wai Cafe which has great food and views.

Knitterati sets sail for Waiheke

occupying ourselves knitting on the ferry as we caught upon the previous month's news. Some of us are still knitting hot water bottle covers for the Christchurch City Mission.
Bussed up the hill to the Artworks and library complex, looking first at a nice arty craft shop by the name of Upcycle before toddling down to Oneroa for a lovely lunch at Wai. I ordered a roast pork belly bap, with

caramelized onions and salad garnish which was succulent. Beautiful views out to the bay, though the water was rather grey and silvery instead of its usual blue.

Looked at another couple of arty crafty book shops - Tivoli, which had a very interesting large knitted doiley on the wall with little articles of clothing , rather like those paper cutouts we used to make using folded paper, but all knitted in red yarn, and , Island which has lovely clothes which I have bought on a couple of occasions ones , made by Belinda. She does mosaics too, using old china and I have often passed on my shards to her for recycling.

Then back to the Community Art Gallery for our final dose of visual culture. There was a great array of mainly local Waiheke art which was good for the soul. There is an excellent shop there with local and "imported" crafts and arts.

Two of us went back to our bach for coffee and a walk along Surfdale beach at low tide, and the others all got earlier boats back. Opened a packet of fresh German Melitta coffee and enjoyed it with Venetian biscuits, fig crackers and fruity cheese I bought in Perth. Yum.

PS The photos are of Oneroa Bay earlier in the year, and the bach which is nice any time of the year.

Perth

I am having a lovely time here with good friend Eileen. Went to the Art Gallery today with her and a friend who is a docent at the gallery . We enjoyed our own guided tour of the West Australian contemporary art exhibition, much better than trying to understand it ourselves. She pointed out different approaches to use of light in a couple of diffeent installations, one the use of old neon sign elements and the other a big reclining female sculptural portrait of a female nude using strings of blinking Christmas lights. There were some contemporary aboriginal landscape paintings in new non-traditional colours which used larger dots in the form of smudged finger prints.

Enjoyed a cup of coffee and a long skinny chicken roll in the gallery cafe afterwards. Had been to the State Library first where they were having a book sale so bought one to read on the (sex!) lives of the artists as I like both biography and art and have just finished a thick biography of Bishop Liston I took over with me. There is bound to be as much of a contrast as there could possibly be.

Yesterday we went to a stately home, Tranby House, near the river and walked around the grounds, finishing off with morning tea at the cafe in one of the old ancillary buildings overlooking the Swan river. It was idyllic.

In the evening went round to goddaughter, Marianne and Dean's for dinner. Dean had been fishing and we had panfried groper and abalone (paua to us) for the meal, followed by Dutch apple cake which I contributed from this iconic Perth bakery Miss Maud's. Wednesday night Eileen cooked a meal for the family - both daughters came with husbands and babies and it was a very happy social occasion. The main event will be on Sunday with the christening at noon, then lunch at Rachel's place afterwards.

Have been having a walk each day - so far, one along the coast (we would say beach, though most of it was along the footpath above the beach), one along the river and one in a nice park around the lake (twice).

Then there is retail therapy, which is having the desired effect.I have some new black shoes to replace some old ones that I keep falling out of at home, a nice new pair of slippers that I can step into easily without having to bend down to put them on, and have my eye on another pair of shoes I saw in the sales at Myer. There is a bit of a retail downturn in Australia too with people buying only in sales to save money. There are good savings from 20% at Target to 30-50% at Myer and David Jones.

Stocked up on the food items I savour while over here like Venetian cookies, fig and mixed grain crackers, Buderim ginger, pecans and no doubt there will be more to come when I sally forth again. There is a visit to Ikea on the agenda on Monday and a celebratory meal out at an Italian restaurant on Monday evening to sweeten the approach of the end of the sojourn on Tuesday.

Samoa Holiday

We got home late yesterday afternoon and I have been taking it easy and lying low, getting used to winter again after balmy days of 30 degrees or more. We were not affected by the ash cloud at all - good old Air NZ for finding a solution and flying lower. I suppose we could have stayed longer if they couldn't fly. Aggie Grey's was quiet for a a couple of days but then the

y picked up a bit with more Aussie guests. There were some athletics on for young people from the Pacific.

We had a good week though I was saddened that things are economically depressed there. The infrastructure is rather run down too. Roads, ,footpaths, buses, rubbish and litter problems spoil things a bit. The weather was good and the hotel nice and comfortable, meals pricey but OK, especially the fish. Am pleased to be home and having vegetables, dairy, meat etc. Only the fruit was cheap and freely available at the market.
Went on a tour one day - a drive around the coast and back inland with a few stops to take photos and a 2 hour break at a beach for a swim and relax. The water was lovely and warm, though there was a bit of a rip and I didn't go in far or stay in long. Had a picnic lunch there.
We did go out to a couple of other restaurants near the hotel otherwise dined in at Aggie Grey's. Had the buffet breakfasts each morning - everything would have been imported except maybe the eggs and fruit.

Otherwise did sightseeing a deux each day, going to a couple of museums, up a very steep hill on a tramp to Robert Louis Stevensons tomb. Was pleased we both made it there and back in one piece. We went on long walks to see anything or everything there was to see. I wore out my sandshoes!

Auckland Weekend

Have just got in from going downtown to look at a craft show in the Aotea Centre, many many stalls with very tasteful arts and crafty things made by some talented women. I liked the ones made with vintage linen - little heart pin cushions or key ring tags with buttons, ribbon lace, and the recycled doyleys as the base material. Another stall had cute little semicircular purses

with the recycled vintage embroidered fabric on one side and more modern stripey material on the other and a coloured zip. Not much point my buying any more of such things when I have several unused ones sitting in drawers already, however I did enjoy "just looking".

Went and had tirmisu and amaretto icecream at Giapo afterwards. Yum.

Knitterati goes to Orewa

Ten of us gathered at the bach for lunch and a spot of knitting before going to a creative knitting exhibition at the Estuary Arts Centre down the other end of Orewa.

The City Mission in Christchurch has put out an urgent call for hot water bottle covers to go with the hot water bottles and blankets they are distributing to people who need them so I am all motivated to knit at least a couple.

Waiheke Weekend

Spent the Sunday of Queen's Birthday Weekend over on the island. It was a beautiful sunny day so we got an early boat, the 10.00am Quickcat. Lunched at the bach, soaking up the peace and tranquillity of the garden and its lushness after the rain of preceding days.

Then got the bus into Oneroa to go to the craft market, the theme must have been recycling, as nearly everything was made out of something old, be it old checked blankets turned into hottie covers, soft toys made out of candlewick bedspreads, old knitwear transformed into newer stylish garments by adding sleeves and inserts of another contrasting jumper for example.

Recycling was also the theme for the exhibition at the Waiheke Community Art Gallery, with all sorts of creative artworks by local artists.

Walked home the long way back along Oneroa Beach, with the ususual late summer activity - quite a few people actually in swimming, others playing beach cricket, a couple of ponies and their owners, and a wonderful white surf. Carried on to Surfdale round via Blackpool, which is a pleasant walk now that cars are not permitted round the coast road.

Can't wait to get back there for a longer spell next time.

Orewa on the Weekend

I trot along this lovely beach two or three times a day when we are up in Orewa as we were last weekend. Morning and evening the dogs with owners in tow are out in force proving mutual amusement for themselves and the rest of us. The small farmer's market is a nice place to stop and shop at on a Sunday morning and I usually get my plants for up there or to take home to Ponsonby. My Saturday alternative is the op shops though this time I was strongwilled and just looked. How boring!

Season of Mists and Mellow Fruitfulness

I love this time of the year before the harshness of winter sets in and make the most of every sunbeam by getting out and about each day and on the weekends, especially now that all the Waiheke and Ponsonby fruit has been harvested and transformed for enjoyment through the year. At present we are savouring beautiful ruby coloured guava jelly and equally vivid damson jam which I put into small cut-glass vintage glasses this year for ourselves and to give away.

One Bed Three Different Quilts

Recently I washed this patchwork bedspread which hadn't had a wash in 30 years. It came up beautifully with vibrant colour restored and ready to give me pleasure again. It was started by my Aunt Dorothy and completed by moi in the mid 70s. She did the herringbone stitching for me later and good friend Jill made a lining for it.

I was reminded of the white crocheted one when friend Angela said she had been to a flea market in Utrecht recently. This quilt came from a fleamarket in Amsterdam in the late 60s. It has deteriorated over the years and now it has been bequeathed to a friend of friend along with another bedcover my mother was given in Singpore round the same time, the third bedcover pictured. Hopefully she will be able to recycle bits of both to make something new for the next couple of decades or so.

Weekend Diversion

Went to the Silverdale Pioneer Village opening of an old school building, relocated from Upper Waiwera in the 1970s after the school closed down for good. First it went to Silverdale School where it performed the function of school library, then when they got a new school complete with library on a new site the building was transported to the village where it has been restored and will be used for displays. At present there is an interesting one on the history of Silverdale and one on the Upper Waiwera school where some of the members of the Society attended.

We retired to one of the other buildings for a traditional afternoon tea which was enjoyed by all. Some of the ladies were in pioneer costume, looking very much the part.

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Happy Mother's Day

Started Mother's Day with a 5km walk around Epsom - part of the YMCA Mother's Day women's fun run/walk, 5 or 10km. Accomplished the walk around leafy streets with big old villas and lovely gardens in just over an hour and even won a spot prize, the bowl and platter in the picture, which will come in handy for our lunch time salad and cold meats.

The day before I was part of the winning team at bowls when we played another club from Papakura and came home with another prize, the heat stand with olives in the lower picture.

E came round for afternoon tea on Mother's Day bearing a most magnificent carrot cake which tasted as good as it looked. In the evening we went to the foodhall, which was full of mums and families celebrating the day with a meal out.