"Good Night and Good Luck."

The Hobbit will not be in production this year. My visa runs out in February so I won't be working on the film. My painting work got wet sacked and I have no income. I'm almost out of money and after exhausting my options one door is left--to cross the pacific again, back home. Now, this moment and recovery in true story fashion…it had to be done.

“He stood face to face with the forceful fact and bowed gracefully…. it was a moment to be paid…An experience of differences for the boy to leave the table after dumping every chip into the center. Abruptly, it was done. Gasps were heard from those watching the game. He turned and walked away in unbelief for hours--hands empty. He walked long strided. Even so, as he walked, his lips pulled apart ever so slightly with a thought smiled so faint no one could see it but the ground blurrily rushing by; for defeat had not yet caught a glimpse of the boy’s future…so breathing, he let the moment pass over him into the sea and stopped to stand there still. His eyes were fiery approaching a black hallway marked to exit. He imagined the warm brass of the knob in his hand and walked forward..….steady boy, steady.”

--Author unknown. (Haha.)

check this....it checked me-- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5X6W-AL3Csw

"Last Rounds."

raw photo of the MLC building.

this new building refelcting the old soul from across the street.

building construction just sick.

4 screaming girls.

half done but more complete than they think.

the prestige.

I finally got to hear one live. This is a hang drum and you can only get them in Switzerland. There are only 2 men in the word that make them and refuse to let them be mass produced. each divet is hand hammered and tuned to a note so you can play a melody rhythmically with your hands. I would love to one day have one.

naturally hi-lighted sign.

captured.

agree to disagree.

cooler than the coolest.

jewelry to buy if you can fit inside.

This would have been a great shot but one loafing lanky giant, about 3 stories, in a black evening suite stepped over my head and his leg got in the shot. There are giants here--most are amiable.

fake moon

after dark

building sliver

a corporate haunting.

"Brilliant."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u6XAPnuFjJc

"It's a Sign."

My take on the attitude of this message.

Sign author: Ashley, 15 years old, totally just got her bellybutton pierced and has never left Wellington.

I just wanted to congratulate Ashley on winning Wellington City Council’s billboard competition with such a compelling, well thought out message. I was walking by the other day feeling worried..."Should I enjoy my life or should I believe in God." I had actually started to think about some stimulating questions reguarding the universe and about God and my role in it that extended beyond my own personal sphere but then looked up and saw your sign…And now after reading it, especially the last part, and realizing that my questions on this subject no longer mattered--- I let out a long winded "wheeew" in relief...I took off my tight neck tie and dress shoes, and finally felt free to go play some basketball and eat ice cream all I wanted. Thank you so much Ashley, I am now enjoying my life and have relieved myself from any such strenuous thought that might broaden my understanding of the universe.

Funny, I would be just as harsh for a billboard that had a hand pointing down saying “God’s got your number...REPENT.”

Hahahahahahhahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.....I can't see or breathe.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OQSNhk5ICTI ---what!!!!!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MX0D4oZwCsA

"Back in Town."

big daddy

bigger daddy.

firey mermaid.

the orb returns...

this man was a phenomenal classical guitarist-- he was so intense...and I didn't see one person stop...I couldn't believe it.

docked.

sea angel.

noise

this reminded me of Alan Cheek.

"A Stone to Put in My Pocket."

It is a little nothing really but it made my insides smirk a chuckle. I have been out of solid work now for like 4 or 5 weeks so I have been walking into town almost every day besides using internet to find work---literally just going into places and asking to be hired…well I was on the first leg of my trek into town for the day and I could see an older woman plodding along towards me coming from the opposite direction…..You couldn’t help but notice she had boobs hanging down waving back and forth like 2 eggplants in a pair of tube socks. As I got closer I could see she had on a plain t-shirt with one word written across her chest in all caps….SANDBAGS……I smiled close mouthed and gained an edge on my step into town….thanks for that

"More of My Eyes"

His name was "Magic"...he came from the sky and I was the only one who saw.

the orb.

a shot from any John Woo Movie.

gospel singer.

ship hand...60 years ago. time travel is awesome.

Alice.

determined fisherman. (asian persuasion)

this fish is about to eat his own children.

There were some bums sitting in a circle at the front end of this dock. I said, "Hey, you know where I can score some drugs?" One of them looked at me like I was an idiot and said, "Around the corner, can't you read dumbass?"

the signature.

window into words of Wellington.

they were dancing...and they match....had to get it.

"Sun, ...I am Timothy."

I love how they let artists loose in the city.

personal fav

I wanted take a knife and slice this metal ball up perfectly along the lines……and then eat it.

pyramid cheesecake.

If you want your heart to slowy be eaten away by acid......go this way.

reflection.

Some people are just made to be on camera-- this guy had so much...I watched him creepily for awhile.

Alright, I’m gonna tell you what happened here. So this smoking hot girl walked by, I mean like gorgeous….and of course all 4 of them looked including myself as she walked by but the one on the end was the only one out of all of us who’s got the sand to go talk to this chick. So he flies over and perches on the rail about 10 yards down the line. He yells, “Hey! Gul…yea you gul….” She turns around and she’s like, “Hey.” And he’s like, “Hey…Oh, hey…you wanna like get some coffee or peck at some bread crumbs or something?” She pulls back her golden A symmetrical bang and says, “Uh…yea,” biting her bottom lip. They stroll off together…his wing in her back pocket. Unbelievable.

I was about to throw this photo out when I looked at it closer...it definitely looks like I did a bad job of photoshoping these kids into the shot....especially the kid with the red hat....and it looks like there is a tall can of redbull wrapped in christmas paper balanced on his head...I seriously don't know what that is...

love peck or ice peck...couldn't tell till about 10 mintues later when I saw the corpse of the bird on the right floating face down by my feet on the waterway. "Gracious!" I squealed. "Shut it," a raspy voice grunted behind me. It was the other pigeon with blood still on his beak, eyes glaring. "I thought you were a girl," I said. "I'm just pretty," he cut back. "Oh.....uh, I won't tell anyone you are a murderer." He looked at me with eyelids half closed bored, "I'm a bird you idiot."