Cat
Here in New Plymouth, an old hotel,
the White Hart, is being restored.
In the process many treasures
are being uncovered.
One of the latest
is this mummified cat.
Invercargill
This afternoon I have had an opportunity to fossick around
in my computer.
My main computer is now a Mac but I have only recently, well
within the last two years anyway, changed over from PC. The PC
files have been transfused into the Mac and that is where I have been
today. In the transfused files I mean.
There are some photos in there that I cannot just put in the rubbish tin,
the Geiger counter is clicking. I have something to learn from them.
Tonight I was going back over Invercargill files, two years ago.
It was one of the richest times of my life.
This cat was in the street window of a store. It is of course, fake.
‘It’s never too late to have a happy childhood.’
This was on a bumper sticker that I saw a couple of weeks ago. Perhaps it explains why
in recent years I have been so attracted to photographing toys. The Lion is a money box that I saw a couple of days ago in Queenstown, and the cat is a toy that I bought at a $2 shop in New Plymouth. This cat is going to be on the cover of a book about my work coming out in September.
