I walked home tonight. It took me along Queen Street, into Bluebird Shop where I fell in love with Nga Waiata’s incredible wood and quartz rings.
What lured me into Bluebird was an incredible, delicate, hanging installation in the window. I don’t know why I didn’t take a photo, but it reminded me of some sort of snowfall made from huge doilies fashioned out of of felted lambs wool.
So then, walking up Ossington, I’m stopped dead in my tracks by another incredible, delicate, hanging installation in the window of o’born contemporary: