It all happened so fast. One day our friend, Sandy, the chairwoman of the Papakura Arts Council is asking me if Ne would like to have an exhibition.
I only have time to mention it to Ne and we get a call asking if she could put together 16 pieces “by tomorrow”.
Proud Father
So it was a scramble getting 19 organized and prepared for displaying. (Ne stayed up all night and painted two more). It was worth the effort as she sold four pieces in the two weeks. The curator loved the works and so she has kept half to be on permanent display.
Proud Mother
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Day 1. For the April term break this year we head north with the Whites. Hadn’t been that way since 1978 when we did the tourist side in the Bay of Islands. This time it was the Hokianga Harbor on the west coast for four days. And it was great.
Rented a house right on the beach at Opononi which is famous for a dolphin, Opo that frolicked there in the 60's. Fellow at motel next door gave Su six snapper that he had just caught and gutted!!!
After supper played some games with kids then it was bridge until 10:30PM. |
Day 2. We went to Signal Point on the South Head of the harbor. From there we drove to the Labyrinth Woodworks where we had a lunch,
being watched by a calico dog. Ian found few takers of his coconut flavored sunflower seeds. After wandering around the maize maze we did the track to the Waiotemarama Falls. |
Day 3. Did the mangrove walk at Rawene and some of the biggest I have ever seen. Stopped at hospital to read about Dr. Smith who was a one man army in getting things done in the Hokianga. Then it was Kaikohe for lunch in a park.
Then down the road west, a bit, to Ngawha Hot Springs. Truly a for locals type of place as it had no showers (due to lack of water) nor towels for hire but only $4 to get in. Everyone tried the 15 different (colors, temperature, muddiness, bubbles)
pools.
On way back Ian, Gail and I stopped at a marae (Maori settlement) to check out the canons and Kupe's stone (anchor from boat of Hawaiian who discovered NZ in 1300's). |
Day 4. Ian, Gail, Christian and I went back to the point and took the track down to the beach on the harbor side and walked around to the sea side and made the long climb up on loose sand. Get back to the bach and I can't find my glasses and I figure they fell out of my butt bag.
s approaching and the tide coming in I jumped into the van and sped back, ran down to the beach then quickly followed our tracks. Then I had to tackle the sand hill and checked and doubled checked, back tracking searching through the brush on either side. Did that until it was too dark to see, so I gave up and went home.
Quick shower, supper and then bridge. And what do I then discover? The glasses in my butt bag!!! |
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