Sunday, 22 December 2013

Seven Days of Koko

Looking pretty damn sweet.

Showing off her war wounds (that gash at her hairline).

Too cool.

Scruffy and serious.

She was so thrilled to be sitting in the duplo crate that she couldn't care less that I was putting up the Christmas tree right next to her.

Looking sly because she's just expertly eaten around every single mixed vege that I added to her macaroni cheese.

In party mode.

Saturday, 21 December 2013

Wilder Women ~ Katy Perry

Okay, so I know this is a Katy Perry song, and some of you might not be cool with that, but I saw this video for the first time recently and thought the guy was too dreamy not to share. Swoon City!

So enjoy the eye candy, and have fun dancing and singing along to the candy pop song too, while you're at it.

Friday, 20 December 2013

Wilder & Tamer


~ I commissioned the super talented Pinky Fang to do a portrait of Kowhai for her second birthday. Isn't it awesome?! I'm so happy with it.

~ Tomato sandwiches on fresh bread. Mmmm, yeah!

~ Adventure Time. Yeah, I know I'm late to the game here, but this cartoon is rad!

~ I finally caught up on some episodes of Stuff You Missed In History Class, and now I have a major obsession with Audre Lorde. Hello, new Wilder Woman hero.

~ $10 burgers at Monterey on a Tuesday. Dinner = sorted.


~ I heard that Air New Zealand were offering Auckland to Hawai'i return flights for $550. I got all excited about this, and had pretty much decided I was gonna do it, and then I found out the deal was only available to people in the travel industry. Hopes = dashed. Bummer.

~ Koko and her cousin seem to be in competition with each other as to who can come up with a way to most horrify me when I go get them after their naps. I have had to deal with poop and wees and now the new found skill of climbing out of the cot. This is not cool.

Wednesday, 18 December 2013

Wilder Wellington ~ A December Concert

These days I find myself lucky enough to be graced with a multitude of clever friends. And clever friends tend to have other clever friends, in an X begat Y, who begat Z, kind of fashion. The circle just grows and grows, until you end up surrounded by creative awesomeness. Add to that a husband who owns a record store, and all of a sudden these people who I used to listen to on the radio and read about in magazines, are now people who I count as friends. It still baffles me at times that half of them even know my name, let alone want to talk to me and exchange parenting stories over coffee.

I feel so blessed by the turn of events that has put me in this privileged position. I can honestly say that my life is pretty good right now.

It is via these wonderful friends that I heard about an intimate end of year performance by some lovely Wellington musicians last Sunday evening. After parenting solo for most of the week it was an absolute delight to leave Kowhai at home with her Papa and head out for some child free awesomeness.

The venue itself was a studio space in the back streets of Mount Cook. An unassuming industrial (yet pleasingly azure) frontage hid a warm, welcoming space. We sat on a rag tag collection of chairs, homemade pillows and quilts, surrounded by abstract wooden art, fairy lights, vintage landscapes, and a musty, earthy, wooden smell. Oh, that aroma! I'm going to go all weird on you now, because the smell, one of sawdust and dampness, was such a part of the space, in the best possible way.

Holly Beals & Adam Ladley were first up to the mics. They sang beautifully, harmonising and looping vocals. Their banter was endearing in its awkwardness. They did a Neil Young cover and forgot the lyrics to songs and were generally just all around lovable.

Amiria Grenell followed Holly and Adam. Amiria is a new friend of mine who I have enjoyed getting to know over the course of the year. She is talented and hard working and soulful and hard case. She plays regularly at Plum and The Library, but I never seem to make it to her regular gigs. When she gave me the flyer for this performance I knew I had to make the effort to get there. I'm so glad I did. Thanks for the invite Amiria! Amiria's performance was so confident and polished. She is a musical story teller, and I cannot recommend her highly enough.

I almost left after Amiria's performance, but luckily on my way out I ran into a friend who was just arriving, so I decided to turn around and head back in. I say luckily because otherwise I would have missed out on hearing Eva Prowse, and that would have been a loss. I don't know how I'd never heard Eva before, but she has a new fan in me now. Anyone who gets literary is always going to win me over, and Eva sang two songs about books. The first, Sophocles' Sarcophagus, told the story of the Tintin tale Cigars of the Pharaoh. The second was a song about how The Outsiders' Ponyboy would deal with life as a Gen-Y facebooker. Genius! Absolute genius! Okay, so I am an unashamed HUGE FAN of The Outsiders, but I'm pretty sure this song stands up on its own merits, whether you've read the book or not.

Joe Blossom finished the evening off beautifully. I was thrilled to see him sit at the piano that had up to that point been ignored, before he switched to guitar. He was easily convinced to add a track or two to his set. It seemed nobody was really ready for the magic to end.

I'd love for these Sunday night gigs to become a regular happening. They had a casual, welcoming mood that can be hard to achieve in a more formal setting. There was an intimacy to the shared experience that encouraged the audience to chat amongst themselves, which in turn can lead to more awesome begatting of clever friends. Win Win!

Thursday, 5 December 2013

Wilder Web

Is this not one of the most adorable and hilarious school photos ever?

Mmm hmm. Nodding along with Joss Whedon on this.

The Logic of Stupid Poor People is an interesting article on what it takes to survive. (via Dean) 
"Someone mentioned on twitter that poor people can be presentable with affordable options from Kmart. But the issue is not about being presentable. Presentable is the bare minimum of social civility. It means being clean, not smelling, wearing shirts and shoes for service and the like. Presentable as a sufficient condition for gainful, dignified work or successful social interactions is a privilege."
There's been a whole lot of discourse on rape culture and consent on my internet this past month. A. Whole Lot. More. than usual. And this is a good thing. I'm not going to go into my opinions on the whole Roastbusters case, but I will share with you a couple of pieces that are relevant and good. First up, 4 Ways Parents Teach Kids that Consent Doesn't Matter. As a parent to a little one this is something to be mindful of. And secondly, Morgue's double excellent piece, Rape is easy here.

Oh wow, I totally panicked along with pianist Maria Joao Pires as she realised the orchestra was playing a concerto she hadn't prepared for.

I agree with this piece on how the popular GoldieBlox Ad Perpetuates the Fallacy of the Pink.

Luxirare has created an Edible Christmas Tree! I think this may be one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen.

A few thoughts on The Hunger Games: Catching Fire. Yes. (Obviously, spoiler alert, but actually, only a really mild spoiler alert.)

Lorde's music video for Team kills it ~