After trying, three months after the adventure, to find the small squares of paper I took with me on the walk to write down important stuff, I remembered that I had started keeping an Aotearoa NZ 2018 diary on my laptop early on in the trip. I have just found the parts that relate to … More The Rakiura Walk
I was looking forward to Oamaru. It sounded very unusual from the descriptions I had read, and I wanted somewhere special to spend the birthday of my dear departed one.
Between Christchurch and the start of the first of my two artist residencies at Arthur’s Pass, (at the Mountain House YHA) I had planned two nights in Dunedin and two in Oamaru. Both of these places were new to me. As mentioned in my earlier post it snowed for much of my journey from Christchurch … More Christchurch to Dunedin
Here I am at probably my favourite place in Aotearoa New Zealand – Arthur’s Pass, the highest village in the country. It’s the middle of winter and I have returned after a visit last year when I was invited to come and be an artist in residence at the hotel up the road. That starts … More Aotearoa (an intro)
On September 23 one year ago I arrived in New York to begin my six weeks of (mainly) art, some dance and, as it turned out, no surf. But Jamaica was still to come… It’s been a long time between blog posts; it’s not that there’s been no art or surf or dance – far … More One year on
Today is my last day here, here being Welcoming Vibes at Treasure Beach, Jamaica, where I have returned for a reversion to dancing and surfing, both of which were missing in Cuba. I am still putting my thoughts down about that place, and will eventually post them, but want to do an update about the … More surf dance dance surf dance
I’ve been too busy relaxing to blog about Jamaica. Since I arrived here at Treasure Beach, to Welcoming Vibes guesthouse, high on a hill looking down at the ocean, it’s finally been surfing and dancing. Yesterday, Monday, I danced from about 4pm till midnight, including while sitting eating Ital Stew at a restaurant down near … More High on the hill
Yes, here I am in Jamaica, as of before 5am yesterday November 3. Needless to say, what a different world! I have lots to catch up on, blogwise and sleepwise, but will do this one first as it is the here and now, and work backwards-ish.
It had finally come – Monday November 2, my last day in New York. There were things I had to do, and things I wanted to do. Would there be time for all of them?
So much for surfing. Not a single surfing incident to report yet, just intent. But at least there was still time to go and find it, even if submerging myself in it was not to be an option. With only one full day to go, I resolved on Saturday night that Sunday would be the … More smell of the sea and top of the rock
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