Posts by Hebe
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Capture: Spring is Like a Perhaps Hand, in reply to Lilith __,
Well said Lilith. Also a good picture: did you hear the wind before the rain started – it howled like I have not heard before. Big weather too.
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Capture: Two Tales of a City, in reply to Gudrun Gisela,
No i thought i leave this one for you as it is your nook of the woods
Don’t let my presence put you off! I’m not in any way a newsy snapper; I take what catches my eye and enjoy it. Current events are too much like work for me.
A fact that interested me: the supermarket building has over 100 piles, each driven down to 20 metres deep. The piling alone took three months. It was amazing to watch: giant screw augers boring holes, thumpers thumping the poles down.....Tonight about 8pm the workers were still frantically putting the finishing touches to the place. Gossip tells me the chemist, Westpac, a cafe, and the old St Martins community library will be in the block of shops in the carpark. Maybe more?
Anyway, it's our village square back; life here will immediately become easier, and more fun. The supermarket is one of those rare ones: human staffed by people you know, with windows to the outside giving a great view of the hills when waiting at the checkout, and they will get people's requests in stock, no matter how arcane. I avoid supermarkets usually, but this one does it for me and a whole lot of my friends.
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Capture: Two Tales of a City, in reply to Gudrun Gisela,
I don't think so. Are you going? I shall be shopping and socialising at some time tomorrow -- I believe there is a decent espresso bar as part of the building.
I forgot to say that the Odeon looks to be being demolished -- or as we say in Christchurch "rejuvenated" (copyright Ministry of Education Doublespeak Division). Not sure about that though -- the roof of the screen end is on the ground in Manchester St.
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Capture: Spring is Like a Perhaps Hand, in reply to Islander,
It is a permanant awareness, never truly absent
Yup. My sense of being certainty, of knowing there are immutable things in life, has gone. I know now in every cell that anything can change; it's as if the Port Hills up and walked off. I haven't led a sheltered or unadventurous life, but a fundamental innocence remained, and it isn't part of me now.
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Fucking wonderful headline: wish I had written it.
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Capture: Spring is Like a Perhaps Hand, in reply to Geoff Lealand,
I am not offended at all Geoff, Chris, and Sofie; I'm trying to communicate (not well obviously) how I can't be flippant any more about the awfulness I see on the news every day. I have stopped watching the BBC/CNN newscasts : I feel every frame. I see a mother in fear for her children and it's in my bones; I know that powerlessness of people in floods/cyclones/ earthquakes/wars. I don't wish these insights on anyone; they are only obtainable by experience.
The TVe series, though, is so wrong; for so many reasons.
On a slightly different note: I was passing the Odeon this morning and snapped a couple of pics for you -- it didn't seem right to put them in the more cheerful film thread, so they are in Two Tales of the City. I saw "This is New Zealand" there in about 1971 when I was at primary school, sitting around about where those mashed seats are. And Zulu left me equally awestruck with its epic vastness somewhere around the same time.
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Closer.
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The Odeon in Tuam Street, taken from St Asaph St this morning.
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Capture: Spring is Like a Perhaps Hand, in reply to Geoff Lealand,
I wish I could find that more funny. Intellectually I get it; but the humour just doesn't travel to my laughing machine. And that's the core difference between Christchurch people and the rest of New Zealand: we have lost our innocence.
It CAN happen here; to me, to you, to our children, husbands, wives, parents and friends. For you, a devastating earthquake is a concept. For me it's an experience; it killed and injured people I know. People doing everyday things like leaning up against a wall, like driving down a main street.
Your ability to put up the poster as humour -- and I am not making a judgment, merely attempting to communicate the difference in mindsets -- is what has allowed NZ On Air to approve funding for a _drama _ series about the earthquakes and their effect on people. Not employing Christchurch film people and actors who are now desperate for work: I'm really, really, really irate about that.
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Capture: Wellington? Well, I Would., in reply to JacksonP,
Fantastic ChrisW. That totally lives up to the hype.
The inside is crazy: like the 1930s and not a soul around other than a lone tour-seller when I went a couple of years ago.
