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Best Seafood Restaurant In Mountroskill

Welcome to Roskill Fish & Chips, the top seafood restaurant on Dominion Road in Auckland! We pride ourselves on serving the best fish and chips in town, right here in the heart of Auckland. Our expertly crafted fish and chips are a local favorite, featuring fresh fish cooked to perfection and paired with golden, crispy fries. Conveniently located on Dominion Road, we offer both dine-in and takeaway options, ensuring that you can enjoy our delicious seafood wherever you are. Whether you’re craving a quick bite on the go or a leisurely meal with friends and family, our restaurant is the perfect destination. Come experience the taste of Auckland with our mouthwatering fish and chips.

Why Roskill Fish & Chips is the Best

Roskill Fish & Chips stands out in Auckland’s vibrant food scene for several reasons. Our commitment to quality, freshness, and customer satisfaction sets us apart. Here’s why you should choose us:

Fresh Ingredients: We use only the freshest fish, ensuring a delightful and flavorful meal every time.

Expert Preparation: Our chefs are skilled in the art of cooking fish and chips, ensuring each dish is cooked to perfection.

Perfectly Paired Fries: Our golden, crispy fries are the perfect complement to our delicious fish.

Convenient Location: Located on Dominion Road, we are easily accessible from all parts of Auckland, including Mount Roskill, Mount Eden, and more.

Flexible Dining Options: Whether you prefer to dine in or take away, we cater to your needs with ease.

The History of Fish and Chips

Fish and chips is a beloved dish with a rich history. Originating in England in the mid-19th century, it quickly became a popular meal due to its delicious taste and affordability. The combination of fried fish and potatoes was an instant hit, and it spread to various parts of the world, including New Zealand.

In New Zealand, fish and chips have become a staple, with many local variations adding unique twists to the traditional recipe. At Roskill Fish & Chips, we honor this heritage while adding our special touch to ensure you get the best fish and chips experience in Auckland.

Our Menu: More Than Just Fish and Chips

While our fish and chips are the highlight, we offer a diverse menu to satisfy all taste buds:

Hot Dog

Our classic hot dogs are a hit with both kids and adults. Made with quality ingredients, they are the perfect snack or meal.

Fish Cake

Our fish cakes are a delightful alternative to traditional fish and chips. They are packed with flavor and cooked to perfection.

Chicken Nibbles & Chicken Thigh

For those who prefer poultry, our chicken nibbles and chicken thighs are tender, juicy, and perfectly seasoned.

Refreshing Drinks

Pair your meal with one of our refreshing soft drinks. Our selection includes Pineapple Green, Apple Fizz Creamy, and Mango Creamy.

Convenient Takeaway Options

In today’s fast-paced world, convenience is key. That’s why we offer efficient takeaway services. You can enjoy our delicious fish and chips wherever you are, thanks to our partnerships with Uber Eats, DoorDash, and Menulog. Simply place your order, and we’ll take care of the rest.

Contact Us

Ready to experience the best fish and chips in Auckland? Visit us at Roskill Fish & Chips on Dominion Road. For orders, call us at 6496205742 or place your order through Uber Eats, DoorDash, or Menulog. Come taste the difference at Roskill Fish & Chips — we look forward to serving you!

Conclusion

Roskill Fish & Chips is more than just a restaurant; it’s a culinary experience. From our fresh ingredients to our expertly prepared dishes, we strive to provide the best fish and chips in Auckland. Whether you’re dining in, taking away, or ordering delivery, we ensure a delightful and satisfying meal every time. Visit us on Dominion Road and discover why we are the preferred choice for fish and chips lovers in Auckland. We can’t wait to welcome you!

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How Can You Decide on Party Tableware?

Party tableware is ideal to use in small and large celebrations because you can buy coordinated products to match your theme. When you buy party tableware in bulk, you can get Environment friendly disposable plates wholesale. The best thing is that you don't need to wash them at all. The prime party tableware items Include a table cloth, plate, and napkin. We will explain each of the options so that you can make the best choice when making a purchase.

If you are looking to browse through our range of party tableware, you can find them here.

Table cloth

The table cloth will create a great base for your party tables and you can use Clean white for a classic look. Use a color that matches your overall color scheme. The whole tablecloth can be cut to about 2 to 3 small tables. Sometimes, you can buy party tableware wholesale NZ. The Other option is to choose a table runner which creates a striking effect down the center of your table.

It gets placed immediately on the top of the table or a plane table cloth.

There is one tip that you can take. If you want to serve hot food, you can place a tablet beneath The table covering you choose to use as it will protect the table from scorch marks.

Paper table

Paper party tables are available in a whole host of colors. There are 2 sizes available, dinner size and side plate size, referred to as dessert plates.

It is better to use a dinner size for lunch, buffet, or supper-style celebration. Use Environment friendly disposable plates wholesale for serving desserts and tea that don't need a bowl as flans and Cheesecakes.

Party dishes are available in a range of plain colors. It is suitable for hot food. The beauty of plastic plates is that you can reuse them when carefully washed by hand.

Paper platters and cake stand

If you have a buffet-style meal, consider using paper platters. It is ideal for presenting the food. You can use some dinner plates and a few items like larger platters and a cake stand.

Cake stands get made from three tires.

It is available in a host of pretty colors. It does not only present Cakes and savory roles.

You can also use party tableware wholesale NZ to present a variety of food.

Paper napkins

The choice of colors and designs of paper napkins seems to be endless. Our range concentrates on high-quality napkins and it's available in three sizes. You can choose from dinner, luncheon, and cocktails. While a dinner-size napkin is perfect for a sit-down meal, a lunch size is ideal for snacks and lunch.

Cutlery

Most people choose to use plastic cutlery at their parties. Gone are the days when willowy knives and forks used to snap at the first cut. You can rent or buy a pack of cutlery with a fork, knife, and spoon. For Quotes on Diamond art Pictures Auckland, visit our store today.

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Week Eight

Unpacking your chosen elements:

Bob The Builder

Bob the Builder. My favourite show when I was a baby, my parents have said that they could not take pull me away from watching it or I would cry and scream. My first word was Bob, and Bob the Builder was my first birthday cake. 

Movie Symbol

Film. My love and obsession with TV and movies has been around ever since I first discovered film. My room is full of posters from my favourite TV shows and I even collect Lego from some of my favourtie movies. 

YouTube Symbol

Youtube. Youtube was a creative media that was a big part of my growing up. I remember  coming home from school every day and watching any new videos released by my favourite YouTubers.

Apple Logo

Apple. The first ever Apple product I ever owned was an IPod touch 2 that I got for my 10th Birthday. Ever since then I have been a loyal Apple customer. I am technology obsessed and this has only grown since I began studying graphic design.

The Simpsons

The Simpsons. The Simpsons was a huge inspiration of mine growing up. I loved the show so much it’s the reason the first ever dream job I had was “to be an  animator”.

Sunglasses

My sunnies. My favourite pair of sunglasses that barley ever get worn until summer time rolls around. These sunglasses remind me of summer break, Christmas, New Years, and spending time with my friends and family.

Auckland

Auckland. Auckland was where I was born and raised. I’ve moved around a bit growing up, but never left Auckland. I think Auckland will always feel like home to me no matter where I end up in life.

Book

A book. This drawing was based off one of my books from the series ‘A Song of Ice and Fire’ or better known as ‘Game of Thrones’. I’m a huge nerd and love all things fantasy. I’ve loved reading for as long as I can remember.

Air Jordans

My favourite pair of shoes that I got for christmas last year. I love fashion and I had my eye set on this pair of shoes for months. I find I’m very specific with my taste and know exactly what I like and what I don’t most of the time.

Koalay teddy

My Koala teddy that is very precious to me. His name is Koalay and he was my aunties when she was a child before he was passed down to me. I remember my Auntie telling me to ‘take good care of him’ and that I have.

Mirror

My desk/makeup mirror. Another object that I use every day. I have had this mirror for years now and it has been very reliable and trusty. I bring it with me whenever I go away as it is just small enough to pack.  Perfect getting ready mirror.

Sunscreen

My sunscreen. Ever since a very young age my Mum has drilled into me to wear sunscreen every day, a lesson that I have carried with me into adulthood. I put sunscreen on every day no matter the weather.

Makeup Sponge

My makeup sponge. Probably the most used object in my makeup routine as I use this after ever step to blend everything out smoothly. A sponge will come with me any time I’m traveling or going out.

Makeup Brush

One of my makeup brushes. This brush is from a set I ordered from England from one of my favorite makeup brands. I’ve always seen makeup as another media of art that I’m very passionate about.

Watercolour palette

A watercolour set that my Nana gave me for Christmas one year. My Nana is my only grandparent so I am very close with her, she is a painter and whenever I would visit as a kid we would spend the day painting in her backyard.

Perfume

My favourite perfume. Even though I’m a broke university student I always find enough money to restock on this perfume when I run out. The smell is perfect, not too strong or too sweet. I wear this every day and love having a signature smell.

Pencil

One of my pencils. Pencil drawing will always be my safety net, as it’s what I’ve been doing for the longest. Even as I learn and improve my skills in other areas of art pencil drawing will always be a favourite as that was where it all began.

Headphones

My headphones. I barley ever go anywhere without headphones or air buds. I need my music constantly, on the bus, walking, working out, doing design homework, I’m listening all the time to every genre there is.

Hair brush

My hairbrush. Another gift from my mum. Me and both of my two sisters all have matching brushes and I find it the best brush for my hair. Nothing else has the same effect and I bring it with me everywhere.

Gold necklace

A necklace I got from my Mum for my 16th Birthday. This necklace is real gold with gem in the eye. I treat it very carefully as it is such a beautiful piece of jewelery that I plan of having for the rest of my life.

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Outrageous Fortune Reviewcap: S1E08 (”My Dearest Foe”)

Well, now I see why I didn’t remember what happened in this episode. The answer, it turns out, is nothing much. This isn’t technically a filler episode - a couple of important new characters are introduced, and a plot thread is introduced at the end that will continue through just about the whole rest of the show - but the actual events of the episode are mostly inconsequential. Accordingly, I won’t spend too much time on ‘em here.

The first plot concerns Cheryl, who has now taken up a job at an insurance company. Nobody except her is especially happy with this - insurance companies, we’re informed, are “the scum of the Earth” - but Cheryl seems to like it. 

Things, alas, are not as they seem. The branch Cheryl works for turns out to be running a neat little scam, the girls there all approving each others’ bogus insurance claims; the boss lady, Penny, has been overseeing it thus far, but is looking to move on and wants Cheryl to be her replacement. She only hired her, it turns out, because of who she was, and Cheryl is quietly exasperated; no matter how she tries, she can’t seem to outrun her past. Penny also suggests that another reason she hired her was because she thinks of her as a kindred spirit in having been victimized by a terrible man; Cheryl’s not overly enthused with that suggestion either.

After a little deliberation, she turns down the offer. Penny didn’t expect that, and now fears that she’s told Cheryl enough to make her a threat; she tries to ship her off to a different branch in a place called “Pakuranga” (apparently way off elsewhere in Auckland). Cheryl, feeling betrayed, indulges in a bit of the old family tradition and steals her car, pawning it off to pay some maintenance bills; Penny fires her, and that, one might think, would be the end of it. But Penny, in a fit of pique, calls the cops on Cheryl over a stolen item she spotted in their house one time, and after an incredibly bored visit from Judd and Hickey (who have much better things to be doing), she pays Penny another visit, telling her in no uncertain terms to leave her the fuck alone before she has her friends rob the pants off her and everyone else in the office. Penny backs down.

“For your information, I’m nobody’s victim,” she tells her. Hmm. No comment.

The other main plot concerns Pascalle, and there’s barely anything there. She gets a call from the modeling agency she got registered at before she left the strip club, and they’re considering her for a charity shoot about animals. While in the waiting room, she bumps into a girl named Chantel Lazenby, a fellow model with the agency who also used to be a schoolmate. She used to be very fat, apparently, but she certainly isn’t anymore, and Van is of the belief that she’s “a dyke” (mostly because she rejected his advances once). What follows is an extremely low-stakes rivalry between the two as they both attempt to get the modelling job, mostly involving Pascalle and Chantel having a couple of glorified drinking contests and a few silly lesbian jokes. Eventually, Chantel is successful, and Pascalle is left in the dust, bitterly assuring herself that “Chantel was fat once, and you can’t escape genetics.”

That’s really it, as far as plots go. Doesn’t sound like enough to fill up an episode, does it? Well, it really isn’t - and it doesn’t. The rest of the episode is filled, mostly, with little things; interactions between various characters that have little plot significance but are fun to watch anyway. They’re the meat of this episode, and they make it a lot more likable than such an inconsequential episode really has any right to be.

For a start, Loretta - perhaps thanks to the success of her atrocity last episode - is in the very best mood we’ve ever seen her in the show so far; she’s bubbly and perky, grinning constantly, cracking jokes at everyone’s expense at the speed of light while making herself a constant nuisance for Cheryl, and, as much as I kinda hate to admit it considering what a monster she’s proven herself to be, she is absolutely delightful. We also learn that she’s one of those film nerds who considers Showgirls to be an underrated masterpiece, although she might just be teasing Van there.

There’s a running joke involving a big wooden cuckoo clock that Van (at Loretta’s behest) bought Cheryl for her birthday; it’s an ugly old thing, and it turns out to be stolen (not surprising, since Van bought it from Eric), and Cheryl hates it, which of course means Loretta completely loves it, repeatedly putting it back up on the wall every time Cheryl takes it down. “It’s a battle of wills,” she says, and it’s both hilarious and kind of oddly adorable. Also, lest we forget, Loretta having the idea to get Cheryl a present in the first place is significant - there’s a heart in there after all, it turns out, even if it behaves very strangely sometimes.

We also learn that she used to be great at Irish dancing, which will eventually be important (though not for a very long time). Elsewhere, we find Ted dealing with the fallout from last episode in his own way: poker, at the Wests’ dining table. He’s joined, over the course of the episode, by Munter (which is significant, since that makes this the first time he’s done anything plot-wise that isn’t related to Van), Eric (who’s still upset over Cheryl leaving the crime business), a new character called Falani (a very large, very crooked Samoan mechanic who will become a major supporting character eventually, and who also fixes Cheryl’s car this episode), and eventually Rochelle (who you may remember from episode four). It’s pretty high-stakes for them - they’re all playing for money - but it’s very low-stakes for the viewer, and it is also, possibly, the best part of the entire episode. 

Nothing much happens because nothing much needs to. It’s oddly relaxing to watch, actually; just a bunch of nice, simple jokes about an odd cast of various bogans playing poker against each other, subtly revealing things about themselves in the process. Falani goes on lengthy monologues about his skill at making love to his wife, but proves markedly less skilled at the patient, analytical art of the game; Munter is remarkably laid-back, enjoying softly making fun of Falani’s bad luck perhaps more than the game itself; Eric is perpetually grumpy, except when he disappears into the West bathroom and decides, for some reason, to try on some of Pascalle’s moisturizer (possibly thinking it’s Cheryl’s), which is hilarious; Rochelle is arrogant and remarkably skilled. But none of them are as good as Ted, who cleans them all out with aplomb, rarely speaking or changing his facial expression. “I feel much better now,” he says to Cheryl at one point; Cheryl isn’t so enthused with all these bums lazing around her house, but she can see his point.

Ted, at one point, has a one-on-one chat with Cheryl, noting with neither praise nor condemnation how the Wests “have never been much good at what you might call actual jobs”. We’ll see how that statement ages. Wolf turns up just long enough to justify Grant Bowler’s paycheck, his scene pretty much pointless except for how funny it is; he baked her a birthday cake, apparently, but when a car failure prevented her from arriving at the prison to pick it up “it got eaten”, and now he doesn’t want to talk about it, moping like a teenage boy behind the prison desk. 

There’s two sides to this show, basically, and this episode is the lighter one. It’s all very low-stakes and very whimsical, and if that means nothing much of consequence happens, well, that’s okay. We get to see the three West children who still live at home laughing and having fun with each other, their lives all mostly tranquil for once, giving us something of a control group for when things start to go wrong. We see the West household in a moment of peace, nothing particularly awful happening to it, nothing calamitous getting in the way of the atmosphere. It’s nice. I like it.

There’s one more thing. In this episode, we’re introduced to Kacey, an old friend of Cheryl’s with “shit taste in blokes” (her words) and a passion for designing undergarments. She talks, at first, of starting up a business, and eventually, having lost her latest job, Cheryl agrees to join her in her venture. The results from this pairing will last a very long time indeed, and Kacey will end up becoming an extremely significant character. That’s all yet to come, though.

This episode also has possibly my favorite ending to any of the less important Outrageous Fortune episodes ever. If you’ve seen it, you know what I’m talking about. Man, this show could be funny when it wanted to. And here, for the most part, that’s all it wants to do. There’s nothing wrong with that at all. After the last episode, it’s nice to have a breather. As I recall, actual important stuff kicks in again next episode. I will see you then.

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meet the blogger/the fic writer

general:

name: Hannah 

nickname(s): nirvhannah, Chris, alisonchains 

hometown: Ventura (southwest of downtown LA, on the way to Santa Barbara)

age: twenty-six

gender: female 

myer-briggs: ENFP

sun sign: Aries 

moon sign: Aquarius 

sexuality: who knows 

religion: agnostic 

appearance:

height: 5′7″

hair: dark brown with blonde and reddish streaks 

eyes: solid brown 

weight: 228 (I’m a big girl)

favorites:

color: purple 

food: too much to choose from—really I’m better off saying what I don’t like

family member: my parents and my grandparents 

actor: Keanu Reeves, Al Pacino, Edward Norton, Benedict Cumberbatch, Johnny Depp (fight me), David Spade, Idris Elba

actress: Brittany Murphy, Sharon Stone, Audrey Hepburn, Uma Thurman, Charlize Theron, Gilda Radnor, Scarlett Johansson

beverage: coffee

country/countries: France, Italy, Japan, New Zealand, Sweden, Denmark, Germany, Georgia, Mongolia, South Korea, Haiti, the Ivory Coast

city/cities: Seattle, Portland, San Francisco, New Orleans, New York City, Santa Fe, Helsinki, Auckland 

book: The Portrait of Dorian Grey, Wuthering Heights, Jane Eyre, Interview with a Vampire, Blindness, the Harry Potter books, the Great Gatsby, the Hobbit

movie: Erin Brockovich, Midnight in Paris, Monty Python and the Holy Grail, Pulp Fiction, Once Upon a Time in Hollywood, Blazing Saddles, The Goonies

show: Seinfeld, Friends, Sex and the City, Nip/Tuck, House, Sherlock, Doctor Who, The Simpsons, Family Guy, Beavis and Butthead, South Park, Ed Edd n’ Eddy (just Cartoon Network, really), Portlandia

music: (ha) Soundgarden, Nirvana, Chris Cornell, Audioslave, The Beatles, Black Sabbath, The Doors, Metallica, Megadeth, Anthrax, Joey Belladonna, Pearl Jam, Alice in Chains, Mad Season, Stone Temple Pilots, Velvet Revolver, Mother Love Bone, Truly, Screaming Trees, Nine Inch Nails, Hole, Garbage, Rihanna, Avril Lavigne, Demi Lovato, Bob Dylan, David Bowie, Leonard Cohen, Mark Lanegan, Marilyn Manson, Type O Negative, Green Day, Ramones, Dead Kennedys, Pink Floyd, The Smashing Pumpkins, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Jane's Addiction, My Chemical Romance, The Cure, Oasis, Blur, Tool, Korn, Deftones, Faith No More, Mr. Bungle, Bullet for My Valentine, Avenged Sevenfold, In This Moment, Opeth

app: Sketchbook 

scent: my perfume which is legit called “a little sexy”; i’m not sure how to describe it other than “soapy”, like I just took a shower 

holiday: Halloween 

season: springtime 

dog breed: Chinese crested (’cause my best friend was one 🐾🐾)

vs:

strawberry vs blueberry: blueberry (although strawberries are so luscious)

coke vs Pepsi: ehhhh, can’t stand either

grape vs cherry: cherry

day vs night: day

cats vs dogs: both 

Batman vs Superman: Batman

movies vs TV: movies

hockey vs football: hockey

fries vs onion rings: fries

likes: art, earth science, biology, books, cats and dogs, horses, reptiles, grunge, thrash metal, boys, erotica, pin-up style, 70s/dark 80s aesthetic, graffiti art, psychedelia, the Goth subculture, sci-fi, steampunk, things considered “taboo”, baseball, field hockey, tennis, cycling, Formula 1, hiking, the ocean, road trips, pastries, pasta, my mom’s baking, my grandpa’s cooking, trying on new clothes 

10 random facts:

I speak with a stutter (it’s not as bad as it used to be when I was little but I still have it and I’m still kind of insecure about it)

Refer back to my weighing over 200 pounds: I don’t even look it, and it’s kind of a trip to see women weigh less than me who are freaking huge. I’m as big as I am because the other alternative was literally starving to death: I almost became an anorexic when I was 13, and it came to a head when I was 19 and wouldn’t stop losing weight from depression. So as part of my recovery, I reconciled my relationship with food, and I just started eating. I’m trying to get up to 230 and tbh, I wouldn’t mind climbing up to 240.

It’s funny because I feel like such a rebel liking Joey as much as I do. The latest thing is to like fat boys and “dad bods”, and even taking it further and getting like almost morbid about it--when I was writing Have Your Cake I often lurked in the feedism tags on here to grasp the idea of the community; when I visit them now, the latest thing is to be like “this lifestyle is totally gonna kill you but you’re sooo hot so keep it up!”. This almost feels akin to when Audrey Hepburn came on the beauty scene with her thin elegance, the reaction to all of the full figured woman: he’s a slim, lush, gorgeous man who needs a lot more love (”raw beauty if I ever did see it” as Mr. Lang put it).

I’ve always wanted to get inked but I never know what to ink myself with, or where to put it for that matter.

The one time I ever cut my hair, like had it cut short, was 20 years ago in the first grade. The longest it’s ever been was down to the halfway point of my thigh when I was... 15? Right now it’s down around my butt.

Recovering cutter: I started in 2006 after my grandpa passed and then I stopped; did it again after my parents split in 2011, and again after Chris passed; I’ve been clean since August 22, 2017, three months following his death. 

Chris was a fan of my art. It’s true! My little cartoons never would’ve become the entities they are now without him.

My cartoons have been labelled everything from “grunge” to “metal” to (recently) “emo”. I’m actually fine with just any label you throw at them: just don’t call them anime because that’s not technically correct (anime is animation; manga is printed works, and even that’s bit of a stretch)--my writing meanwhile has been simply labelled “unusual”

I’ve always been a fic writer, but I never actually wrote-wrote a fanfic until I was a freshman in high school. I never went online with a fic until 2013 and then I pretty much stopped it for a few years to focus on school and preserving my mental health until earlier this year with Have Your Cake and Eat It.

Fuuuuuuuck I love food. Yeah, when I say you’re better off asking me what I don’t like I mean it. I will eat just about anything (i’m actually surprised I’m not fat tbh). I’m as much a lady of the flesh as I am a lady of intellect.

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Maker’s name: Chrissie Probett

Petition sheet number: Did not sign 1893 petition

Person honouring: Violet Pearl Martin

Relationship to maker: Grandmother

My creative Grandma, Violet Pearl Martin (born Campbell), lived in Manly on the Hibiscus Coast and was known to bake beautifully decorated cakes, have some wins with her floral art arrangements, and do her knitting, among other pursuits. A visit to Grandma always included a tour of the garden where much was learnt. 

Pearl was born in Coromandel town in 1909, the third child of 10. She left home in her mid-teens and found work in a bakery in Auckland. There she met my grandfather, Cyril Martin. They married and had six children. They lived in Milford while Cyril was working on the police launch Deodar, also in Dargaville, Coromandel, Ellerslie, and Okura – where they lived in a bus that Grandad added a couple of rooms onto. She had to leave the family in the care of Grandad and the older children when her youngest contracted polio and ended up in an iron lung. 

In my memories of Grandma she would invariably be wearing an apron with her hand-knitted cardigan. She was a very economical person who saved buttons from garments when they had worn out, and unpicked lace for reuse, as well as many other tricks that are now coming back into use. This, and the things she did for others in her family and the community, helped shape my panel for her. It showed me that you can be quietly shaping future generations without it necessarily being acknowledged in a big way.

Panel materials: All reused, the pillowcase, the wool – given to me previously unused but from the 1980s, the buttons are reused and from Grandma’s old sewing desk (a converted dressing table) they still had the old threads in them! Lace is also from Grandma’s desk – some previously used and has stitching holes. Fabric on the apron is from the hospice shop, as is the doily/ hanky in the pocket. The wool used to make the felted flowers was leftovers.

Unique ID number: VRS.2019.383

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Goodbye New Zealand!

And just like that, it’s done. My 4 months in New Zealand have come to a close. Three weeks in Thailand await, and then back home. Feels both like it’s been ages and like it’s been only a second, but I think that’s just how these things go. 

After Howard and Sandra’s, I rolled around the vastly remote East Cape, and popped up to the Coromandel for a quick soak at Hot Water Beach and a lovely stroll down to Cathedral Cove. If I remember correctly, last time we were at Hot Water Beach, it was quite chilly outside of the water, and we didn’t have a shovel to dig a hole so we just used our feet to get in as we could. Toasty warm feet, quite chilly bodies. But a fun experience with the very hot water just a few inches below the sand (I’ve loved all the ways I’ve experienced NZ’s geothermal activity). 

I then headed up to Northland, where I wwoofed for 5 days in Whangarei. Pretty cool that my uncle Joby was here many years ago! This was my first wwoofing with other people, and it was fun to have the social group of the 4 other girls while we worked and when we were off having fun. 2 from Germany, 1 from Singapore, and 1 from France. This was also the first time I was really doing organic farming. Nye, the host, runs a vegetable farm called Starlight Organics, about a 25 minute drive outside of Whangarei city. I dived right into the work, starting at 4:30 for the Saturday farmer’s market after a Friday evening arrival. Energy was always high at the house, the work varied (harvesting, weeding, stacking firewood, transplanting banana trees, and digging clay), and the company entertaining. Nye took us all sorts of cool local spots. We hiked a mountain, saw glass blowing and other art galleries, walked to a giant Kauri tree, and saw a two man show touring from Northern UK that’s a modern twist on the Greek legend of Orpheus and Eurydice involving a Bruce Springsteen sing-a-long (was actually quite a cool piece of theater). We cooked together every day, played many games of cards, and had a good time. 

When I left Nye’s, I headed up further North, enjoying the coastline and small fishing towns, eventually ending up in Kaitaia, homebase for my next day’s bus exploration. I took a tour to 90 mile beach and Cape Reinga lighthouse. Pretty cool to have been at the most southern point of the country a few months ago, and now at the tippy top north. My driver was a local who shared all kinds of stories as we drove the area, pointing out the bridge where he used to fish with his dad, and the campground him and his siblings would hang out at every summer. It was nice to be driven for once, and be able to sit back and fully enjoy the sights and the cool histories, personal and otherwise, that the driver shared. Turns out 90 mile beach is actually only 55 miles long, but named so by European explorer Abel Tasman who thought that the average horse walks 30 miles in a day so the three days it took by horse must mean 90 miles. Cape Reinga is a stunning lookout over the water, and you can see the place where the Tasman sea meets the Pacific Ocean. It’s also the spot where Maori believe souls depart from, moving on fully to the afterlife. 

I am now back in Auckland, and have been for about 6 days. I successfully sold my car, despite showing up to the car fair woefully unprepared, being the only car quite caked in dirt. I also had dinner with one of my friends who I worked with at the hostel in Dunedin. So, so good to see her again and catch up on all that’d been happening. I am now finishing up the last bits and pieces of preparing to head off to Thailand. Flight departs at 6 am, so an early morning for me. It was cheaper to come back to Auckland and stick with my original departure ticket rather than leaving right from Bangkok, which means I am able to leave unneccessary items here, like tent, sleeping bag, winter coat (100 degrees and humid in my future). Also means I’m not bringing my computer, so may be a bit until next blog post. You can always check out instagram or send an email where I may be more active. 

All in all, I am really glad I took this trip. New Zealand has been great to me in many ways. I’m proud of myself for taking this leap and sticking it out when things were challenging. I’m grateful for all the people and animals and landscapes who brightened my days and shared stories with me and helped add to the experiences of this trip. I’m excited to know that while travelling solo may not always be my first preference, I’m totally okay doing it again if I want to go somewhere, and I know now that it opens up doors I wouldn’t think to open if I was with someone else. And I’m also really eager to fully enjoy Thailand (ready for a cultural change, and super amped for the food), and looking forward to coming home. Love to you back home. 

Cape Reinga lighthouse

Boogie Boarding down sand dunes

View from Mt. Manaia

Cathedral Cove

Wwoofing friends!

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Where To Spot The Best  Car Restoration Service in Auckland?

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Automotive Collision repair service

After an accident or collision, a vehicle can be damaged badly and you have to go for a car repair service within no time. There are many Rust Repair Auckland but you must be assigned a company that takes this matter seriously. The main requirements of this service are

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Car Paint Restoration Service in Auckland

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These pictures all relate so one another so strongly, though the first three are plaster of Paris artwork.

The cakes pictures don’t are my inspiration into the research of plaster and how it can be used to portray food, specifically cakes.

I have always loved cake decorating as it is such an art and involves great skill. The bottom two cakes are beautiful, they almost remind me of vintage wall moulding designs.

image 1 - pinterest.nz/pin/610589661991063928/

image 2 - http://www.artnet.com/artists/jason-martin-2/

image 3 - https://www.etsy.com/listing/1162555287/small-textured-3d-flowers-wall-art?ref=share_v4_lx&epik=dj0yJnU9WWphWUxxN2hVM3hJcnNwWXd5TlE1bWI0Rl9yOVE4U28mcD0wJm49ZDR6MGJ5ZHY5cTV4Qlo5Z204NVRWUSZ0PUFBQUFBR0pPbks0

image 4 - https://www.thesugarcoatedcottage.com/palette-knife-buttercream-tutorial/

image 5 - https://nouba.com.au/bohemian-beach-wedding-auckland-photographer-nisha-ravji/

image 6 -https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC4jJ66LjUgpXO3CWEDLRehQ

image 7 - https://www.pinterest.nz/pin/610589661991063946/

image 8 - https://www.pinterest.nz/pin/610589661991063949/

image 9 - https://www.pinterest.nz/pin/610589661991063950/

https://www.pinterest.nz/lilyhxrt/plaster/

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Park Introduction

Hello my name is Grace Costello! 

I was born and raised in Auckland NZ. I made it a new years resolution of mine to take up new hobbies outside of design. I’ve recently started learning Aerial arts and I am about to start a certificate of copywriting. I work in an ice cream shop part time scooping ice cream and making cakes (which is another passion of mine). 

My design strength is that I am really good at trying everything. Last year almost every piece of work I did used a different technique or style. The is mostly due to the fact that I am still learning what I’m good at and what my personal design style is. 

I’d like to focus on iteration this year and work towards giving myself more options at the beginning of the design process so that I don’t find myself backed into a corner at the end of the process. 

Thanks for checking out my blog!

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TENT AS ART HOUSE & ACCESSIBLE CULTURAL CONSTRUCT

TENT pitching is what we do here.

Whether it’s Cook in the Coromandel whacking in a few poles and throwing an old sail over the telescope to protect his 1769 Transit of Mercury observation or the large marquee put up in 1840 on the front lawn of British Resident, James Busby’s Bay of Islands house, as crowds of local Māori and Pākehā gathered to discuss signing the Treaty of Waitangi, right from the get go, the relocatable, multi-purpose, often improvised tent has been that unassuming but practical structure able to accommodate us all.

Tents are a significant shape in our collective memory and myth. The pull of guy rope and snap of canvas sings to who we are and where we have been. From the conquest of Everest to the mud of Flanders, from protest embassy in the grounds of Parliament to pavilion at an agricultural machinery show, from Christmas holidays at the beach to character-building bush camps with the Girl Guides, from 21st birthday parties at the marae to cake stalls at the church fair, tents are about place. Our place. And the ordinary-extraordinary life, art and culture that goes on in and around them.

TENT: title concept and text by Mokopōpaki

Image: Yllwbro, Merry Christmas, Mr Muldoon, 2019. Screenprint on found tent segment, 152 x 163 x 4 cm. Courtesy the artists and Mokopōpaki, Auckland. Photo: Arekahānara

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Artist talk notes

Had to rework work to tell a different story

Residency 2018

West coast story relate to our traditions

Taranaki land taken away left out of narrative

Carpet work relates to experiences in taranaki

Church st Mary’s drawing from that created flags of British and numbers

Blazing trail of scored earth

Sacred flag

Nz flag on ground comparison huge reactions

Walking around and silting flags sending messages to gods believe

Maori mid 19 century British military, cults

Reverse appropriation

Parallels impervious to bullets

Related to wedding cake

Polices government made for Maori

Putting maoris in city to civilise them

Royal icing created for them

Name of work ……

Ship called pioneer

Go up Waikato river to blast sediments

Sank

Intridge me

Windows

Surround us memorials for war

Land laws dedicated to friendly Maori

Otherwise of conflict

Right by river across the river from sediment established by hero of Waikato women leader

Interesting contradiction

Ontop of statue person of war

Memorial to war and land laws

Polices in regards of 50s and 60s

Victorian wallerpaper covering it

Old art forms

Anti digital age

Thinking of grandparents house

Victorian wallpaper

BBC news

Hand crafts

Civilisation victory over nature

Referring to Victorian plaster panels and ceilings

Wallpaper designs being produced mechanicallly

Radiating earth

Sucking up worlds resources to create

Master caster friend helped

‘Monument’

Relationship not straight forward

Not peaceful

1816 in regards to first time muskets entering land

Forcing other tribes to gather flags

Son came

One handle of kit

Physically resources and spiritual resources

Irony two tribe refused

Safe bond

Waikato history

Possibility’s of sculpture and video working in conjunction with each other

2018 century’s after Waikato leader made his stand against resisting idea of young men fighting in ww1

Why should we fight for a government that’s treated us this way?

Result of of ww1 battles

Take territory, protect

Possession and claim of land ownership

Exclusion

History of Auckland Waikato

ThomasRussell bank of nz established wealth came from gold mines

Sending wealth overseas

Process of taking land and establish yourself and creating institutions excluding Maori

Taranaki video

Taking black sand away make profit

Water between Maori and European territory

And comes from explosions from tar Ali mountains

Extracted processed to make steel

Beaches were rocky

Summoned sand cloud to dump sand on beaches to land canoes

Killed locals

Drone footage

Maori text

Both taranaki and Waikato

Created statements her response to works

Refers to sub took away young men military camps

Be patient

Land of west people

Strategy taranaki people dealt with

Feels peaceful not aggressive

Video- where Waikato and taranaki fought

Shipwreck dilemma Maori territory should b killed

Took these people back to safety in New Plymouth

Vision when Gabriel came to him missionary trained peace and war dilemma

Maori couldn’t defeat British physically but could spiritually

Indigenous statilites

Revive and give messages to work

Dance around these

Based on rituals imitated them they would gain power

Idea of resources

Reading letters of settlers 1940s

Put a price on everything

All resources would b theirs

Putting resources on wheels and taking them away idea behind work

Structure made by

Wheels to elegant agricultural wheels from last century “I’ll take those”

Sandblast it

Look like ones of seen in museums

Did majority of carving on it

Graphite makes it look like lead

Love that look

Paint it and put graphite in while it’s still wet gives it different look

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The Auckland Mining Gallery trip

I had one hell of a day on Thursday. ^^ As usual, I went to my weekly art class. It was great to be back after having missed a fortnight due to some work being done in the town hall. Putting a new varnish down on the wooden floor. The pungent smell meant we had to keep away. It still had a little bit of a lingering scent when we were there. It honestly made my nose itch and quite a few of our eyes watered. Trish couldn’t stay inside because the smell made her feel ill. Otherwise it was tolerable enough for us to continue.

The previous lesson, we’d been instructed to bring in three items to do some life drawing. I picked a few things from around my office: A couple of peacock ore stones, my red Maneki Neko, my silver fox plushie and the silver London snow globe/music box I got for Christmas.

 One of the things a lot of us will do is just get up from our workspace and have a nosey-round to see what everyone else is doing. It’s great to see what everyone else is doing. One of the best things you can do as an artist is to surround yourself with people that are creative and talented. It makes a nice change from always being physically isolated from other artists. When a couple of them came around to see what I was doing, they seemed really impressed. I was only in the sketch stage, which I first do with a blue sketching pencil (like the ones most comic artists use). They seemed much more impressed than I thought they would, especially in this early stage. But since they pointed it out, I guess I was doing well in capturing the angle I could see it from. One woman said I could teach her a few things. I laughed, thinking she was buttering me up. After all, the people in that class have more years of experience and knowledge behind them. Plus, right now, my forte is in drawing, as opposed to painting. So, I’m still unsure as to how I’ll finish it. I’ve been thinking about how I haven’t gone near acrylics for so many years. I wonder what oil paints are like? 

We always finish up the class at 12, so we agreed that at half past, we’d meet outside the No.42 art gallery at half past. At first I wasn’t sure what to do, since I’m the only one there that doesn’t drive. Luckily, the woman I always chat with and sit next to was kind enough to give me a lift. Even stopping outside my house first, so I could swap my large case full of art supplies that I wheel to the class with my handbag.  While she was getting parked, it allowed me to stroll down Bondage and see what’s happening. The book shop down there, that I just adore, had a sign in it, promoting that they had many mining books for sale. I’m hoping I can have a look in there soon. It’s wonderful to see the town get into the spirit of celebrating our mining history.

Of course, if we were going to meet outside the No.42, we’d be fools to not have a look in to pass the time. I always love having a look in there. One woman who attends our classes, Susana, had some wonderful pieces on display. Both from the fabric art she does and (my personal favourites) the drawings she’d done around the local castles. You can find her work here (https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100009210100667&hc_ref=ARQ7gnrfQ6j41qRNVIZsQilHKcMYsKDf5k98DghwOxUxscWxJvhzi7VV3siPbDRIge8&fref=nf) They’ve also got quite a few books on sale about our local art history. Including a book on Spanish art in the Bishop Auckland castle. I took the opportunity to take a couple photos in the No.42, since I knew that going into the Auckland Mining gallery we wouldn’t be able take photos – for obvious reasons.

 It’s got me thinking about how I would love to submit to these galleries, but I just wonder if a lot of them would take umbridge with mixed/digital mediums. A lot of galleries tend to turn their noses up at those kinds of things. Even though I still really want to get more practice with colouring in traditional mediums. Honestly, knowing the rules of both mediums really help you when drawing with either. It’s kind of like how you can’t do good cartooning without an understanding of anatomy and you can’t really colour that well digitally without looking carefully at how things are lit or observing how it works with painting.

One point of interest is the marvellous curtain of poppies draped over the entrance to the town hall. The photo doesn’t do it justice (because like an idiot, I’d forgotten my camera and had to use my iPad.)

The Mining gallery itself was incredible. They really put in the effort to make the building atmospheric to support the paintings. The walls being painted dark, ambient sounds of water dripping and shifting stones playing around you and a very particular but inoffensive smell really put you in that mining environment. The paintings on display were stunning. Since I have no pictures to show you, I highly recommend you go down there to check it out. I adored seeing paintings in so many different styles. Even spotting some very graphic, art deco styles. I loved how most of them didn’t shy away from the emotion and humanity of our mining history. It’s certainly what I’m most interested in.

My absolute favourite painting was a large one; “The Hartley Disaster” by H.H. Emmerson. I found myself absolutely hypnotised by it. I adored the colours, the composition, the size, the brush work and mostly of all, the emotion and faces. I have a soft-spot for compelling pictures that capture emotion. I still REALLY wish I could have been able to buy a print piece to frame and hang in my house. Even looking on Google Images doesn’t do it justice, as a lot of the pictures aren’t good quality.

As I walked around, I had my sketchbook in hand. Scribbling down anything I could see or ideas that came to mind. They were never going to be good. I had to do them quickly to get the most important details and basic gestures. That said, I still had a few staff members peek over my shoulder and compliment me on the sketches. It was so nice, but also mildly embarrassing, since I thought they looked awful. XD I was great talking to them, to learn more about what was happening in the paintings and getting more information on the props and genuine mining items on display.

Of course, I was never going to walk away from there empty handed. I bought a few stationary items, a postcard print and a book full of our mining history and pieces called “Shafts of Light”

After we were all done in the museum, we had a look across the street for a bite to eat in a Café. I had myself some nice smoked salmon sandwiches with a side of sweet potato chips and a nice slice of Red velvet cake to go. Felt like an appropriate way to end off such a good day. I had such a wonderful time just having a bite with those of us left, chatting, having a laugh. The class is one of few occasions where I don’t feel like an odd one out (Despite how much I REALLY look like an odd one out amongst them.) After all, I was viscously bullied and ostracised in my school years. And ever since my gran died, I really have been alone amongst my family. Now that the person I loved, related to and talked to the most was gone forever. Even she said that there were two groups of people in this world – me and her, then everyone else. And of course, with her death, I had to be the support for everyone else. But I didn’t really have much of a shoulder to cry on or able to talk to myself. One family member often telling me how they’d kill themselves if not for me and just having a lot of pressure on my shoulders. But I could go on forever about how things have turned to shit since her passing. 

Much to my surprise, when I posted this on Facebook, Trish commented; “Love the sketches, and the blog! But why would you be the odd one out sitting in the café with us, lol. We are all crackers. Think they were speedily locking up behind us, haha.”

Getting that comment, plus everything I feel and experience during the class is honestly overwhelming. Despite how I look different to everyone else, am a different age to everyone in the class (everyone else is likely older than my parents, which is fine with me, since I’m a bit of an old soul. Even as a bairn, I found teachers more comprehendible to talk to than my peers), it really feels like I’m welcome and I’m not getting the same judgements on my appearance and everything else, which has become frequent with others around me (mainly family)

With this day out, I’m feeling inspired to draw pieces based on our Mining in the North East. 

If you want to see the images relating to everything I'm talking about, I've made a Facebook gallery here: