Friday, 3 April 2015

Godley Head walkway

First of all Happy Easter days to everyone

William has been creative again and made the door above for $20 He bought four planks and the rest is pallet wood.

More garden fun I bought the little cat with rusty chains for $1, the horse shoe came out of the ground
and a rusty iron shape from a market. The cool bucket is from a shop in Akaroa

Look on Sumner, South Brighton , the rest of Christchurch and the Southern Alps

Beach at Taylors Mistake or Te Onopoto which means short or little beach.
Here is also the start of the Godley Head walkway

The hills are dry and covered with  Cotyledon orbiculata, also called pigs ear

The beautiful rugged coastline

  There is a path off the track where you can go down to Boulder Bay It has a couple of baches.
 I know one is about a hundred years old. The owners have to do their shopping by boat.

Love this wheel. 

A play at boulder Bay. Aren't we having fun till I realised that it isn't that easy to come off. Help me. Hubby didn't. He just laughed :( but I managed to get off. :)

Ah that's all I have to show you Isn't NZ boring

Friday, 27 March 2015

A translation Dying flames - Stervende vlammen

I found an old friend back and we had a catch up by email. We discovered that we both started to write poetry later in life. I read many of hers and love them. She wanted to read one of mine as well but I never wrote something in Dutch. This one was not so hard to translate
Voor jou Albertine; een van mijn gedichtjes

painting by Leonid Afremov

Dying flames                           Stervende vlammen  

She shivers, waking up silence                                  Ze beeft, de stilte ontwaakt
staring into dancing flames,                           Ze staart. Dansende vlammen
hypnotising her, taking her                             hypnoticeren haar, brengen haar

to a place where she twirls                              naar een heugenis waar
with grace for                                                    ze zwiert met souplesse
two piercing eyes                                              voor doorborende ogen
clouding a crowd                                               beneveling de menigte

her arms                                                             haar armen 
unfolding petals                                                 ontvouwend blad
A Port de Bras                                                    Een Port de Bras
in a Pas de Deux                                                in een Pas de Deux

her muscles stretched                                      haar spieren gespannen
like strings of a guitar                                       als snaren van een gitaar
vibrated by admiration                                      vibrerend bij verering
a standing ovation                                             een staande ovatie

a note                                                                  een kaartje
"for my queen of night"                                     "mijn koningin van de nacht"
in elegant strokes                                               in stijlvolle stroken
between thorns of roses                                   tussen doornen van rozen
deep red, evokes                                               diep rood, ontlokt
a dream                                                              een droom

untill                                                                  totdat
his insistent absence                                       zijn volhardend gemis

cools her passion                                             dooft haar vuur
She shiver, waking up silence                         Ze beeft,de stilte ontwaakt
staring into dying flames                                  Ze staart in stervende vlammen

marja blom

Saturday, 21 March 2015

Spectrum Street Art festival at YMCA

I went with a friend to have a look at the Spectrum Street Art Festival at the YMCA. Street artists or spray Can Kings have not only dressed the walls of Christchurch City centre with amazing art. They also sprayed the walls of the YMCA and it was amazing.

A fantastic room. You could look around for hours. There is so much to see.

A cute detail. I love kids so loved this one

The figure on the opposite wall is taking a selfie. There is a camera inside as me and my friend
are on the selfie too lol

Love this part

and this

This was really cool. It was a projection on a wall with music and special effects. My daughter would have loved this as she is an artist and she is good at wall projection.

The panic room by Tilt from France. I didn't feel any panic just the feeling of he or she must have had a lot of fun.

This was cool too. It felt like the milky way was projected on the roof.
All the great artists created a piece on a huge wall. In front of them were enormous spray cans with the background of each artist printed on it.

Friday, 20 March 2015

Quotes of the week

Our garden bathing in light

I found all the quotes on pinterest.

Strange. I am busier now than ever before. At work and at home.
When I was young I always had a drive to create. I lost that, as my two left hands discouraged me. I found the drive back again. To be more busy I did a chalk painting course one night. Today I created the boat with the stones. We were encouraged by the teacher to put our creations on her Facebook, but she took mine off. I am happy with it though.

Saturday, 7 March 2015

Project fence completed

A little fence made by moi. I found a pile of  these pieces William made to support the fence beams. I turned it into a fence. My mini piece of woodwork provides shadow for the neighbours' kitten who visits us sometimes.

A shadow dance. Play of dark and light  on the wall. lol

A big fence made by WIlliam It took 17 days last summer holiday to remove a 50 year old Macrocarpa hedge and lots of nights and weekends to build the fence.

In one tree stump now lives a fairy. The door was made by a clever friend.

This butterfly wasn't afraid. She swirled around me and landed so I could take a picture.

Tadaa-----------and here ladies and gentleman is the window I bought on the demolition yard. Surrounded by some leftovers from the fence and decorated with some pots and an old bottle we digged up from the ground.

I found this hook on TradeMe (the NZ ebay or marktplaats) to hang on some plants in Spring. William oiled it so it doesn't rust quickly.
You can now also clearly see the rope. What happened is that the gaps between the boards were too big. WiIliam came up with the idea to fill it with rope . The reason is that when the wood starts working, it won't affect the rope. It also looks good/

The tops still have to be removed and than the project is completed, Far in the future we make a pathway where there is now sand. First we need to fix up two sleeping rooms.

Saturday, 28 February 2015

The Pump House

Lots of work going on at our place. Fencing is still in development and two rooms are being done up. The shops I visit lately are mostly building material places. One is however a treat to go to and I went here on my own yesterday to buy a small stained glass window. More about that later. I also made some pictures as it looks like a museum.

The place is the Pump House, a demolition yard with building materials and lots of quirky things
The building dates from the late 1800's and how astonishing that it survived the earthquake. The earthquake is already 4 years ago (22 February 2011) and the rebuild goes in the same slow pace as our house

A statue of Robert Wadlow , the tallest man who has ever lived His height: 2.72 mtr

An Indian greets you at the entrance

When going upstairs you can't miss a giant knight in shining armour

I loved this rikshaw as well

This  piece was hanging from the ceiling. No idea what it is but it is gorgeous.

In a big hall where doors and windows are stored, your eyes get caught by the fairy tales on the wall

Monday, 26 January 2015


We went to Dunedin this weekend to drop of our son who is going to live there. It is 4 1/2 hors drive South of Christchurch.
The family is now spread out over NZ. We stayed in a Motel close to his new residence, where we didn't sleep through the night. Not because of him moving but the alarm went of at 1.00 pm. One guest had been showering for about half an hour which apparently set the alarm off. Three fire engines arrived. The lady in question, dressed in a towel, entertained herself making selfies with the firemen.
The trucks disappeared again but the alarm kept going as the key of the shop below didn't work as the lock had been replaced. It took about two hours to track down the person with the key, so we could sleep in peace again.

I love the old buildings in Dunedin but my favourite is the Railway Station. It is said to be one of the most beautiful railway stations in the world. It was first opened in 1906 and designed by George Troup. He was nicknamed Gingerbread George after designing this building.

Part of the beautiful interieur of the Railway Station with the original ticket office windows.

On Sunday morning we visited another treat: Larnach castle which is NZ land's only castle. It was build around 1871 and residence of William Larnach. The castle was restored by Margaret Baker.
The rooms inside are beautiful.

The best part is when you go through a winding staircase up into a tower and you end up on the roof , where you have breath taking views.

View on the front garden

Moi, entering the roof

Alice in wonderland
Quote from the book by Lewis Carroll
"I wonder if I shall fall right through the earth!  How funny it’ll seem to come out among the people that walk with their heads downwards!  The antipathies I think…  but I shall have to ask them what the name of the country is, you know.  Please Ma’am, is this New Zealand?"

The gardens are absolutely stunning and it was a pleasure to wander around on this beautiful summer day.

Oh and these views. William had a rest on this beautiful spot.
I loved Dunedin. I could live there. Maybe one day