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Archive for February, 2004


Whale Rider

Posted: Wednesday, February 25th, 2004 @ 4:42 pm in Culture | No Comments »

I finally saw Whale Rider last night, which is a look into Maori culture in Eastern New Zealand. This is the one Keisha Castle-Hughes received an Oscar nomination for. To her credit, her acting was incredible, especially for her age. This being a non-Hollywood movie, it didn’t follow the formulatic girl in man’s world storyline, [...]

Short Films

Posted: Tuesday, February 24th, 2004 @ 4:41 pm in Activities, Culture | No Comments »

It has really never occured to me till now to go watch an evening of short films. I suppose it’s because I’m trying to immerse myself in Wellington’s art scene and expand my horizons. Last night I saw a number of NZ short films, and they were quite good. Most memorable in my mind were [...]

Papatahi Crossing

Posted: Sunday, February 15th, 2004 @ 4:39 pm in Activities | No Comments »

Rain they said, and Saturday morning, there was rain, and I wasn’t too keen on hiking in the rain. It stopped by the time I left my house, and I headed to the meeting location, otherwise known as the Railway Station. After being decidedly indecisive for a number of minutes, Harry said, let’s go, and [...]

Mid-February Update

Posted: Wednesday, February 11th, 2004 @ 4:35 pm in Living, Working | No Comments »

‘Have been spending a lot of time, well, living life. Got my first paycheck at the end of January, and get my first “real” paycheck at the end of February, upon which time I will actually have money (or the illusion of it). It’s hard for me to believe I’ve been working for a month! [...]

Name

Posted: Tuesday, February 3rd, 2004 @ 7:20 pm in Poetry | No Comments »

A sound symbolizing a semblance of a story, a life unknown except by some, who each hold pieces but never understand the sum of what it attempts to define. February 3, 2004 Wellington, New Zealand

Joe

Posted: Tuesday, February 3rd, 2004 @ 7:20 pm in Poetry | No Comments »

Joe walks in, enters in the room, full of people, the room is full, and he wants to get out, leave the space, stuffy and dry with no way out, and no way into their lives, all strangers, to each other, and to Joe, who knows, not even himself. February 3, 2004 Wellington, New Zealand