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Reflecting on the Len Lye Centre

Len Lye at night

Our new contemporary art gallery and Len Lye centre looking rather stunning at night, reflecting one of our oldest hotels (The White Hart – now fully restored) in the night lights. I love the contrast between the shiny modernistic mirrors and the gracious, old and beautiful building being reflected…how two so very different buildings compliment each other so well. Opposites attract and look good!

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Purple sky over the port….

Port sunset march 2015 017 Port sunset march 2015 008

I was just driving home. But then I saw the clouds. The sun was setting through dark clouds and casting the sky in deep purple clouds and over the port backdrop it looked spectacular. I had to pull over and take a few photographs, as it was so stunning.


The changing city skyline and lego bricks…

art gallery

I watched this group of older school boys…they were completely engrossed in building a city skyline entirely from white Lego bricks –  it was part of an interactive public display at the Auckland City Art Gallery recently. The structures that had been created by others so far were striking in their elegance, complexity and intricacy creating a fantasy city skyline of magical, wonderful, imaginary towering structures. It was also temporary, as each structure could be dismantled or added to by the next person and turned into something new and different, always changing and evolving – an interesting way to consider a city…

 


The romance of roses…is it dead?

red roses

As you know, I love roses. I love them even when they are dying, like these ones. There is something beautiful, yet slightly macabre about gorgeous red roses in their final stages of bloom.

Maybe it’s a cliché but roses really are like a metaphor for love in real life….first, the precious rose-bud like the thrill of new romantic love, then there is the full blown blooming gorgeousness of long-life-together-kind-of-love represented by roses in full bloom. Then, finally the graceful and bitter-sweet love found in appreciating something and thinking it beautiful through its final stages of life, while decaying and dying…somehow fragile yet still achingly beautiful. I am sure a poet wrote about it….


Loft style living?

studio views

 

It could be a New York loft or a post- industrial/commercial style apartment in a European city, with a view looking out over the city. But its not, its here in New Plymouth. It’s a Ballet and Pilates studio I know well. It has the most amazing light, glorious, stunning old wooden floors and I love the view through the trees into our small city street scene….it is a special place. 


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