Photos from the deep dark south: Part 1

Dunedin, March

St Clair?
St Clair? Perhaps.
I do not remember the name of this beach. Sigh.

Photographers & photographed
Family photographs, family photographers.
(one of them is! Brian Miller, he was off collecting his (amazing) camera)

Clouds
Brighton Beach, New Zealand
My darling sister Charlotte was at Brighton around the same time.
And in an even weirder twist of fate? Craig and I were there in March as well, only last year.

Lone Surfer
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Brighton Beach

Craig Clambering into 2 photos
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Brighton Beach

Moi!
I clambered about in my vintage Italian leather boots.

Footprints

Brighton Beach, strange weather
The light and clouds were bizarre and wonderful.
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Teeny Shells

The Burkes

Thursday: Brighton Beach

A lesson in framing
Portrait of the Photographer as photography tutor.

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Tomorrow? Photos of Larnach Castle!

Week Thirteen

365 in 2009!

Sunday: Exploring Lower Hutt
Sunday
Craig and I drove around and around and around, stumbling upon the place where they build trains, or at least where they used to make them. It’s all run down. But beautiful.

Monday: Handwritten OhDarling Post
Monday
I handwrote this post while at work and typed it up when I got home.

Tuesday: Mason's Lane
Tuesday
Walking down Mason’s Lane after lunch with a friend. Strange 1980s street art and an empty doorway onto a second floor.

Wednesday: Very early flight, very tiny plane
Wednesday
A very early flight to Dunedin on a very tiny plane. We checked in at 6:30 which entailed leaving home at 6am. Sleepy. Sleepy and a little terrified plane because lord that was the smallest plane I’ve ever been on.

Thursday: Brighton Beach
Thursday
Brighton Beach in Dunedin. Clambering about & listening to reminiscences. Best viewed LARGE.

Friday: Skull Pin
Friday
A teeny skull pin that belonged to Craig’s grandfather, and has been passed along to me. I love his little skull-y teeth.

Saturday: Pretty Lily!
Saturday
A quiet day, tired post-Dunedin. I did visit a puppy but oh, these lilies are beautiful.

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Self Portrait Twelve

I really should be packing.

From the Archives

12th and 13th January 2009

San Francisco

Craig and Forever 21. SF
Sir C outside Forever 21
(long suffering husband, on a trip with two girls who can Shop (capital S))

Hotel Room View
The view from our Hotel room.

Good Hair Day
A very good hair day in very strong light, Craig sleeping behind.

Craig Sleeeeeeeping.
Ssh. Jetlag.

Creepy Head. Alcatraz
A very faux head (papier-mache!) used in an escape from Alcatraz.
Un-intended order of seemingly-sleeping men!

Wide angle tiny cell
A wide angled shot of a tiny Alcatraz cell.
I love the faded pastel paint work, the overall colours in this shot.

Week Twelve

365 in 2009!

Sunday: Fringe Necklace
Sunday
I made the first prototype fringe necklace and I loveloveloved it.

Monday: latelatelate leaving work
Monday
My first day working two jobs, I was soso busy that I didn’t even leave until 5:40pm and didn’t have time to take a photo any earlier in the day!

Tuesday: Adrian on the Bodhran
Tuesday
St Patrick’s Day. My cousin Adrian playing the Bodhrán. Impressive much?

Wednesday: Light Box!
Wednesday
Another day where I didn’t get to take a photo until the night had most definitely descended. But I did get to use my iphone as a lightbox! Like this.

Thursday: Andrea Moore Jacket and Frankie Magazine
Thursday
I caved and purchased this adorable Andrea Moore jacket (she opened another sale store! right near my work! sigh) and it reminds me of Frankie Magazine. Which I also bought.

Friday: Sky
Friday
Exhausted. Sky. Exhausted.

Saturday: Fake Flowers, Petone
Saturday
Bright bright fake flowers in a storefront, Petone. Spotted while wandering post-brunch.

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Self Portrait Eleven: Happy St Patrick's Day!

St Patrick’s Day, sans well-wishes.

Oh Darling … Wendy Brandes!!

Oh Darling Hearts

Wendy Brandes Jewelry

I stumbled upon the delightful Wendy Brandes when googling Anne Boleyn Necklace, because I have (from time to time) become obsessed with the idea of getting a B (for Boleyn or Burke) necklace of my very own.

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Every so often, I go to her website, bring up this image, and make puppy-dog eyes at the screen.

Most of the time however, I hang out on her blaaaaag because she is a wickedly funny lady who looks amazing in redredred lipstick and wears whatever the fuck she likes (she also swears alot. I like that about her).

One of my favourite things about her jewellery is that she has a god damn sense of humour. Unscrew the little acorn on a necklace, and you free a little squirrel!

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Adorable.

A low profile ring snaps open to reveal a little depression. Is it to store a love note or treasure?

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No! The Borgia ring is to store poison.

I’m going to include some of my favourite pieces here but I am not going to post their prices. Some may call them prohibitive (she also produces silver versions at very reasonable-for-high-quality prices) but never forget, her language may be blue but her jewellery is at the luxury end of the market.
She recently wrote on her blog about this very issue and explains that each and every stone is set by hand, meticulously, and that attention to detail does actually cost money (shock horror gasp)

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This astounding swan ring (named after Anne of Cleves! I’ll come back to that) has 140 individual diamonds that are (in her own inimitable words) are set by a guy who uses a magnifying glass to see what he’s doing, while he handles one-millimeter-wide stones with tweezers. Don’t get me wrong. If you want to order 500 Cleves Rings, I will happily — and by necessity — use inexpensive overseas labor. Just let me know when you’re ready to place that order. In the meantime, you’ll have to live with spectacular, handmade jewelry that is limited edition, locally made and personally approved by me. So seriously? a piece by Wendy Brandes is a Piece By Wendy Brandes. And a lovely little old man.

The collection that makes my cold black heart race is called Vivat Regina (Long Live the Queen) and is inspired by Royal ladies. Wendy says that Lockets and poison rings are an important part of this collection, because naughty royal ladies are the most interesting. and lord, how I agree. She references everyone from Anne Boleyn, Anne of Cleves, Lucrezia Borgia, Marie Antoinette, Bathsheba, Hatshepsut, to Queen Min (last Empress of Korea!), Edburga (an Anglo-Saxon Queen who accidentally poisoned her husband and insulted a future, royal suitor, silly lady), and Juana (daughter of Isabella and Ferdinand of Spain, she was said to have had her husband’s coffin opened for a few last looks before burial). Amazing.
Beautiful jewellery, and a quirky little history lesson! Jewellery of Little Known Facts? My kind of thing!

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(the Juana necklace)

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Sigh.

From the Archives

January 2008

A puppy called Tess

Tess

I called her Bowie

Tess

Because her eyes are different colours

Bowie

Can you tell?

Bowie? No. Tess.

She’s much bigger now.