It took me ten years to learn how to knit. I started when my sister’s oldest girl was born. For some reason, partly me being a nana and partly a belief in the magical powers of YouTube, I was convinced I’d be able to make her a cute little hat. But I was a terrible […]
It has been, at time of writing, less than three weeks since Te Papa Tupu Workshop One. How is that possible? Borne aloft in the whirlwind of those two days, it felt as if months of mātauranga were being imparted. I know I’m not the only one who felt that way. Yet, coming down from […]
I have been writing for a long time, but really, for no time. At least that’s what it feels like. This thing called writing is interesting – we all do it in some way or another. We are all storytellers in some form, whether it be through words, or images, or intense drunken bathroom yarns […]
There’s a soft amount of pressure, being the first person on the Te Papa Tupu program to release their blog post. I don’t really know what people are expecting. A literary masterpiece. Something to rival William Shakespeare or Charles Dickens or Colleen Hoover (the three greatest writers of all time, unquestionably, uncontroversially). Luckily for me […]
