This is NOT just a video of me drinking wine. Promise.

Europe 2012 from Sarah-Rose Burke on Vimeo.

Europe 2012.
A compilation of jerky iphone videos.


Storybook by Nora Flanagan

Storybook by Nora Flanagan from Emma Coleman on Vimeo.

I know little about Nora Flanagan. I know she is a teacher, I know she runs, I know she is a poet, I know she has some beautiful tattoos, I know she made me, alone in my office, applaud this video and burst into tears.

(please watch past the finger snaps)

On the week where I am getting my tenth tattoo and talking to an artist about an eleventh? This is important to me. Please watch it.

A few of my favourite phrases
x this is a story written in permanent ink, in a language only I can understand
x When playground pageant princess momthers stare down my illustrated guide to parenting I wonder what their children will learn from what they see, because my boys know that we do not judge by skin.
x days where my body and the stories I have written on it feel like the only real thing I have.
x my tattoos hurt as much or as little as the moments in my life that lead me to them.
x my father HATES them. Until you do.
x when you get old, will you be grateful that you never wrote the moments of your life in permanent ink?
x Do they mean anything? they mean everything, only it’s not your picturebook.

Your shape is like an hourglass but I think the time’s up

At the @mayerhawthorne gig<3 on for @mayerhawthorne

Two days ago I had no idea who Mayer Hawthorne was. Now? I have a serious crush.
Not just because he is adorable, and tall – I do like my men tall – but because the man can sing. And his songs are damn catchy.


I found out he was coming to New Zealand. He was playing the very next night.
I clicked around frantically but stopped myself when I found the tickets were ever so slightly under $60. A bit much to pay for an artist I’ve only just discovered. Especially so close to Europe.

I started following him on Twitter. And Instagram. Then, just a couple of hours later, he posted a competition giving away two tickets to his show. All we had to do was give him the common name for Apteryx Mantelli.

(it’s the North Island Brown Kiwi, thanks google!)

That’s how, at 10pm on a school night, my crush on Mayer Hawthorne was solidified. He gives good show. Damn good show.

Craig even said he would ‘not be too upset if his songs made it on to the playlist’. As if he ever has any real choice in the matter. Adorable.

55 seconds of my favourite song


I thought 2008 was hard. I was certain that 2009 would bring resolution but all all all it has brought is more of the same holding pattern.
2009 was hard.

One year ago today I wrote of dreams for 2009. I had magnificent plans to backpack around Europe on my way to living in London again, of spending a white christmas in London and then New Years in Edinburgh.
Instead Craig and I are still holding on and waiting to hear about our last chance hope to live in London, we didn’t backpack around Europe, our Christmas was most definitely not white, and we are in Auckland, New Zealand for New Years.

We did, however, manage to save a lot of money this year, money which will make either moving back to London or a longlong backpacking trip much more attainable, we moved into Park Place and while it is furnished with seconds and old old bits and pieces, I think it looks lovely. We have bought a car, the first car Craig has ever really properly purchased (the two cars he has driven have been hand-me-downs and then there was the project car but that one doesn’t really count) and it is little and red and has a turbo and Craig adores it. Which is completely adorable in and of itself. We have jobs which we do not abhor and mine (WHICH I DO NOT DISCUSS ON THE INTERNET) is taking an interesting and potential career type path. And we did manage to travel. There were trips to Auckland, Dunedin, and Christchurch, as well as (of course) Japan.

2009 Resolution Roundup
x Project 365 lives anew! – Success! 364 photos taken
x Project 52, take 2, electric boogaloo. – Success! – 52 self portraits taken
x Celebrate my wedding anniversary. – Success! Picnic in the park where our wedding photos were taken.
x Acquire at least two new tattoos before June 15th 2009 and hopefully 3 by December 31st 2009. – Hmm. 1 in March, 1 in August (not before June!), and 1 in December. So sort of a success.
x PhotoBooks! – Oops. Forgot completely about this one.
x Dress up more! – Success! I love the way I dressed in the second half of this year.
x Quality over quantity. – Success!
x (as always …) Try to be happier. – Hard to gauge.

It’s funny, this was the first year where I did not include some allusion to weight loss or being healthier in my resolutions. And, know what? I’ve lost 16kg (35lbs) this year, I no longer add salt to my food (this should startle my family), and I exercise regularly.
I have gone from a size 14-16 to a size 8-10-12 (depending on the store & clothing) and I feel 110% better about myself.
Suffice it to say that I will not be including it in my 2010 resolutions either.

And so, I’m not going to make sweeping or specific declarations about what 2010 will hold.
It will hopefully include travel, hopefully a decision about London, hopefully much happiness. Hopefully hopefully hopefully.
Perhaps next Christmas will be white. Perhaps it will be in New Zealand with a my-mother’s-side-of-the-family reunion. Perhaps perhaps perhaps.

New Year Fireworks

2010 Resolutions
x Project 365 continues (and aim for 365 this year)
x Project 52 again. Try to be more adventurous/imaginative with self-portraiture
x Wear lipstick more often
x Budget to make it to the movies, in an actual theatre, at least once a month.
x Be nicer to my hair & skin
x PhotoBooks – starting with 365 in 2009.
x Pay off my credit card.
x Quality over quantity. – Save for and purchase the B for Boleyn necklace by Wendy Brandes.
x (as always …) Try to be happier.

The future is still a wonderful thing.

Friday Morning

I realised that it has been MONTHS since I spent the train ride to and from work in absolute hysterics.
That is to say, I miss this cute little face:

My Darling Sister Charlotte.

My Sister is Adorable!

Seriously? How cute is she??

p.s. I might also be hugely jealous that she is spending christmas in London.