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A Bookshelf For Writers

by Amber on May 23, 2010

I’ve been sorting my bookshelves out, culling and returning books. For years I have organized spines by colour, but a change of mood saw me rearrange everything thematically. It was there in the new non-fiction section I discovered that alongside more fashion/design/photography books than is sensible for flatting, I also own a massive horde of books on writing. Despite a lot of chafe, there are some real gems on my bookshelf, concerning both the technical and holistic side of scribbling.

As I always enjoy peeping at other people’s ‘professional’ bookshelves – “Oh so that’s how designers keep their souls intact!” – I thought I would share my favourite books on writing with you.

Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life : Anne Lamott

The advice is simple – just do it bird by bird. One little part at a time. This is super advice for your choice of horrid essays, magazine articles that don’t research themselves, poems (stanza by stanza) or the great American novel. The book is divided into short chapters with a view to encourage clarity, energy and fearlessness in your writing. Lamott is also a very funny woman, who has a charmingly deft way of characterising everyone she knows; from random women she meets while dress shopping, to her son Sam.

A Writer’s Book of Days : Judy Reeves

A Writer’s Book Of Days (subtitled ‘A Spirited Companion & Lively Muse for the Writing Life‘) is a yearlong program of sorts.  Each date has a specific topic suggestion, accompanied by thoughts on writer’s block, the quirks and idiosyncrasies of published authors, and expectation management. Despite the title (and naff design) I feel Book Of Days is more on the practical rather than spiritual side of things. I have to admit, hefty helpings of Miller and Kerouac helped give it credibility to me as a literary snob. If you’re stuck, don’t know where to start or just need a daily kick in the pants, this is a good book to pick up.

Ogilvy on Advertising : David Ogilvy

To give you an idea of this book’s age, the author’s picture depicts Ogilvy thoughtfully puffing on a pipe inside his office. No matter, despite the age of the book, the lessons are timeless. Ogilvy lays out the foundations of good advertising, laying out the basics of salesmanship and how writing must work to achieve the end goal, profit. For example, sex sells, but only if it’s relevant to the product – cook tops and nudity don’t mix. The ads featured are shockingly outmoded, but are wonderful to learn from (and look at – think lots of eighties boobs).

Need proof that Ogilvy’s rules still apply? Andy Maslen has picked out elements of Ogilvy’s wisdom that work for the web.

Writing Down the Bones: Freeing the Writer Within : Natalie Goldberg

Writing Down The Bones focuses on writing as a spiritual practice (Goldberg is a Zen Buddhist) but goes down nicely, like a cup of Matcha green tea. My favourite chapter is on Composting – the process of composting your thoughts, letting the good stuff eventuate from the pile of matter. This notion is something I refer to almost daily since I first read the book a few year ago (you can read it here for free). Another thing this book taught me was to be specific. Learn the names of things and use them fastidiously; orecchiette not pasta, affenpinscher not puppy.

On Writing : Stephen King

Who knew old King was a coke-head? Not I, but that’s just one part of King’s story. A biographical tale mixed in with advice, On Writing is an inspiring tale of how you can make it from nothing, lose it all and come back again. The practical side of the book is truly wonderful, you’re learning from a master who will give you the blade to sharpen your dialogue as pointy as vampire fangs and cut excellent deals once you gain the attention of publishers. My copy is a trashy little trade paperback, and as you can see from the photographs, it’s been well loved.

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Taste Test: Hi-Chew Ume Plum

by Amber on April 14, 2010

I like my local dairy. They keep Reeses Peanut Butter Cups in stock exclusively for me (these are kind hard to find in New Zealand); and they offer a lot of random candy. Recently I offered up a review of the ‘delightful’ Shi-Chuan Peach Vinegar, and thought it would be pleasant to do it again with an unknown sugar source. I was wrong.

Being a big fan of Hi-Chew candies (Green Apple is yum) I picked this one up. No English on the packaging but I know that’s Daruma on the front. There’s also quite a few blossoms! It turns out the flavour is neither mustachioed wooden doll or blossom – it’s sour Ume Plum. (Please be excusing the dodgy camera-phone shots.)

Name: Hi-Chew Ume Plum

From: Japan!

Benefits: Teeth rotting and jaw cementing abilities. Seriously though, various translations on the Internet suggests this product is being promoted for its effect on student’s study success. Interesting.

Special instructions: None in my language but I love the inclusion of a QR code.

Eating experience: Individually wrapped. The pale pink  of these beauties makes them look sweet and innocent; but the chewy outer shell hides an evil secret. The filling is (a squidgy, gummy ‘powder’) is so sour you think it’s going to destroy your mouth and give you an ulcer.

Rating: 4/5 – Sour as all hell but the packet disappeared mysteriously fast. Would buy again, if my beloved PB cups are out of stock.

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Splore 2010 Review

by Amber on February 23, 2010

Take 7000 revelers of all ages, set them loose over the pristine fields, beaches and bush of Tapapakanga Regional Park; then throw in numerous musical delights, stimulating art and provocative performances. Spread this mix over 3 days of nonstop glorious sunshine and what do you get? Splore 2010, that’s what.

Splore bills itself as a family friendly outdoor music and arts festival, and for the eighth time it went off swimmingly. The joy of the event is to be found in its diversity and sharing the time with your friends and family.

On arrival (there was no queuing because we carpooled like good little greenies) we had our vehicle thoroughly searched for liquor and other naughties, such as glass; and had a forgotten ticket promptly replaced by the friendly crew. Blue armbands for everyone over 18, yellow bands for any one underage, even babies who were just starting to toddle along.

Camp sunset

We camped in the Grasslands Camp – a giant meadow bordered by cicada laden bush and eucalyptus trees. High winds saw us have a hell of a time set up a borrowed gazebo. We settled in and cooked dinner, another hangi, with only a few minor mishaps (getting drunk, a minor grass fire). My friend Bridge also bought homemade Oreo cookies which went down a treat!

oreo

Speaking of food, over the course of the weekend I heard some positively orgasmic reviews of the jerk chicken, run by the same lovely people that were at Rhythm and Vines. Being a garden variety vegetarian I missed out on that BBQ treat, but did end up trying a warm ‘festival’. Festivals are best described as a traditional Jamaican fried dumpling, made out of slightly sweet cornmeal. They’re usually used to mop up gravies, but I found mine pretty tasty simply washed down with some homemade lemonade. There was also the standard hippie fare you’d expect to find- it’s not a real music festival in New Zealand without the One Love caravan and their pakoras.

Friday was musically the biggest day for me. (It’s also the evening where you still haven’t had a bad sleep in a horrifically hot tent, with girls pretending to be horses trotting down the walkway at 4.30am). We ate, got dressed and headed down the goat track to the beach. The Goat Track is notable as it was a narrow and steep pathway suitable only for the nimble. It was not recommended for ‘late night cavorting’ and indeed, I saw one intoxicated young man take a serious tumble through the scrub.

Splore by Hannah

International act Lupe Fiasco was skipped in favour of general wandering around the festival, enjoying the ambience. From what I did catch of his set, I ascertained the singles the crowd knew worked far more successfully than emotional ditties that he wrote ‘during a dark time in his life’. We headed to the Rum Shack for cold beer and energizing Train Wrecks… That’s Red Bull and Jagermeister folks.

Rum Shack

After New Zealand band Miniut performed (with vocalist Ruth Carr’s giant blonde nest of hair dominating the stage), it was time for electronic luminaries Basement Jaxx to bring the party. They did so with panache and booty shaking, care of their 2 of their back up vocalists who elevated the Basement Jaxx time slot from a DJ set to a banging live performance.

hippies

They performed a wide ranging set – from classics like Bohemian Rhapsody, their own hits Rendezvous and Where’s Your Head At, to heaters like Major Lazer’s Pon De Floor. After holding hands with a complete stranger while chanting for an encore, and wearing out the rubber soles of my shoes from all the prancing, it was time to head up the hill and collapse.

A 6.00am sharp sunrise on Saturday morning saw us rise earlier than was humanely acceptable. Within two hours, the heat was scorching and we were all resigned to hiding out under the gazebo. After a lazy breakfast and the best thing money could buy for the time – a trim flat white – we headed down the hill for a swim.

Me at the Lagoon - photo by Bridge

Swimming in the fresh water lagoon is one of the highlights of Splore for me.  The water is icy enough to chill your body right through to your bones, so once we’d finished lounging in the lagoon, we jumped into the sea, which felt like bathwater. I have never felt so refreshed in my life!

Lagoon by Bridge

Saturday night’s headline act was Los Angeles DJ The Gaslamp Killer. I admired Mr. Killer (real name William Benjamin Bensussen) for the energy he was putting into the performance; but in the end found him to be a show-pony more concerned with shaking his head of ringlets at the crowd than spitting good tunes out of the speakers. I left the boys to enjoy the ‘filth’ and headed over to the Living Lounge to see local band An Emerald City.

An Emerald City played wearing masks, surrounded by dancers wielding fire fans. They explored the space time continuum and soothed my by then weary soul with their mixture of east meets west gypsy psychedelia. They achieve this sound by mixing violin, Persian long-necked lute, sitar, flute; and traditional western instruments like guitar, piano, drums with panache.

2050 by Hannah

The Living Lounge was a straw strewn space that hosted workshops during the day (think drumming, permaculture and hula hooping), but at night transformed into a den of frivolity. On Saturday evening the Living Lounge hosted the Midsummer Night’s Dream 2050 party. Fauns, robots, fairies, demons and assorted creatures of the night swarmed in to watch burlesque, rope acts, acrobatic feats and general Shakespearean mayhem.

The art trail is always a highlight of Splore and this year was no exception. Best seen at night, the trail featured delights such as a robot with a disco in its chest, neon poems, a walkable harp, a giant xylophone for hours of collaborative fun, and Ride-In – a mini cinema with the projector powered by viewers cycling on rollers.

Art Trail by Dre

My lover

My favourite installation, the Tree Of Life, overlooked the main stage. It’s a giant Pohutukawa with bright leis wrapped around every bough. At night, a black light illuminated the tree, giving the leis an acid coloured glow.

Tree Of Life

Under The Tree Of Life

Sunday saw us relax, pack down the tents, have a swim and ponder how good the universe was to us. Simply – we came, we saw, we Splored.

Campers by Bridge

Splore Crew - photo by Hannah

Mark February 2012 down in your diary as an excellent time to be in the vicinity of the South Pacific -  then make your way to the Coromandel. It’s such an uplifting, horizon broadening, friendly event – I doubt you would ever regret making the time to go to Splore.

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6 Albums Recently On Repeat

by Amber on February 14, 2010

These are a few of the recently released albums that have been punctuating my days of late. Design observation: it’s funny how many of them (and other new releases) feature head shots… of sorts. The profile pic is back.

OneLifeStand

Hot Chip: One Life Stand. My favourite electro-pop band from London has finally released a fourth album! A fun fact I recently learnt – the boys from Hot Chip went to the same  school in Wandsworth that produced Burial and newcomers The Xx. Favourite songs thus far include Thieves In The Night, Alley Cats and the title track One Life Stand. Pleasingly the vocal quality has drastically improved since the days of Over and Over in 2006. Not that they were bad then, but Alexis and Joe now seem to have a lot more control over their chords.

ExquisiteCorpse

Warpaint: Exquisite Corpse. I do love an all girl experimental-art-rock band! Hailing from Los Angeles, Warpaint ticks most of these boxes; with Jenny Lindberg on bass and vocals, Emily Kokal on vocals and guitar, Theresa Wayman rocking the vocals, guitar and keys, and Josh “Jocelyn” Klinghoffer on drums.  There’s only 5 songs on the Exquisite Corpse EP and they are all stellar, but my favourite is Billie Holiday. It’s a sweet, quiet song and the name of our heroine is chanted letter by letter.

Contra

Vampire Weekend: Contra. NYMag cleverly suggested “Now your little cousins may very well be rocking “Horchata” while they’re tacking up their Taylor Lautner posters” – indeed Vampire Weekend are doing well for themselves in the ‘mainstream’. They deserve it. Contra is a slick album, with more calypso and sharper lyrics. My picks: Horchata, Cousins and California English: “Blasted from a disconnected light switch / Through the condo that they’ll never finish
Bounced across a Saudi satellite dish / And through your brain to California English”.

DeadMansBones

Dead Man’s Bones: Dead Man’s Bones. We know Ryan Gosling is a hot piece. Turns out he is an accomplished musician as well. With his best friend Zach Shields, they have released a concept album under the name Dead Man’s Bones. The single Pa-Pa-Power seems to be permanently playing in my house. Often I see children’s choirs as gimmicky but on this record, it really works with the spooky pseudo “Halloween soundtrack” theme.

IRM

Charlotte Gainsbourg: IRM. IRM is Charlotte’s third studio album. The daughter of Serge and Jane Birkin released her first album in 1986 and the second in 2006 – a long time between records. 2010’s IRM was produced by Beck, and he duets on a couple of songs, including the lovely  Heaven Can Wait. My other favourites are Master’s Hands and Time Of The Assassins – but the whole album is rather nice – you can imagine it as the soundtrack to a bildungsroman film set in the outskirts of Paris shot in cracked, flaking 16mm. Or something.

Odd Blood

Yeasayer: Odd Blood. Yeasayer’s sophomore offering is a gem. Could this be another Merriweather Post Pavilion – the best album of the year, released at the first breath of the calendar? ALL THE SONGS ARE BRILLIANT. I’m looking forward to sampling a few remixes – so far enjoying Ambling Alp (The Very Best ‘Mulomo’ Remix).

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What have you guys been cranking on the stereo of late? Feed me new noises please!

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Taste Test: Shih-Chuan Fruit Vinegar

by Amber on November 16, 2009

So, the other day I was chilling on the sofa the pondering the content of dear old Code For Something. Culture, yes; Style, regularly; Design, mhmm; Travel, CHECK… So somewhat quickly I kind came to the conclusion it was Food that’s a little bit lacking. Cakes are great and all that, but what could I do that was a little more fun for me (and not just adding to my whale blubber)? Investigative cafe reporting perhaps? Oh wait.

Peach vinegar

Then I remembered my recent shopping trip to Tai Ping, an awesome Asian supermarket on Auckland’s Beach Rd, where I always stock up on a plethora of fake meats and tofu delights. On this occasion – probably because it a) had pink foil b) was squishy and c) was on sale at $1.40 – I also chucked a Shi-Chuan Peach into my basket. I have no idea why, but I thought perhaps it would be amusing to see what peachy mysteries lurk within and report back on it. So here we are.

Name: Shih-Chuan Peach Vinegar - Vinegar??

From: Taiwan!

Benefits: Not only do they taste good, but they are good for you packed with lots of nutrition”.

Special instructions: “Opening the plug and drink directly. It is tastier with chilled water. Deposition is a natural occurence.” – Uh depositions? Where? Plus, an open admission the liquid is going to taste foul without modification. As you can see, this worries me.

suspicious

Drinking experience: It looks a teeny bit like champagne when it’s poured, however turns out to be still. I was hella frightened after reading vinegar, because I’d initially overseen that little word. But on supping, it had a really sweet artificial peachy taste (kinda like drinking a liquified peach Fruit Burst!), with only the slightest hint of vinegar. Not too bad… it would possibly be a great mixer with vodka, but with only 140ml in a pack, the tide is definitely out.

Peach vinegar - in the cup

Rating: 3/5. It would have done better if it was intoxicating in its native state!

So here we are.

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The Next Book You Should Read On Creativity

by Amber on September 9, 2009

Want to add some structure to your creative output? Need to look at the world in a new light? Interested in learning more about how our imaginations work? Then the next book you should read on creativity is Twyla Tharp’s The Creative Habit: Learn It and Use It for Life.Twyla Tharp: The Creative Habit

From the back cover: “Tharp leads you through the painful first steps of scratching for ideas, finding the spine of your work, and getting out of ruts and into productive grooves. The wide-open realm of possibilities can be energizing, and Twyla Tharp explains how to take a deep breath and begin…”The book is divided into 12 chapters, with sparkling little names like “Rituals of Preparation and “Before You Can Think out of the Box, You Have to Start with a Box”. Each chapter delves into Tharp’s professional/personal experience and a touch of history, before finishing with a series of practical exercises e.g. take an inventory of your skills.

Tharp is a dancer/choreographer by trade and has created more than 130 dances for companies all over America, as well as her own. that’s not to say that every single exercise is applicable to our own unique creative practices. I found tidbits that could apply to everything I do – from writing, to photography and installation work. Whether you’re a painter, model maker, musician, designer or thespian, there’s something for you.

Scratching

I like the book’s mix of tangible and holistic thoughts – driven by the idea that creativity is a habit, something you can train yourself into. Creativity is like a muscle – you have to train it, stretch and grow before you can lift enough weights to break a world record.

After the cut is my favourite exercise from the book – Your Creative Autobiography. It’s an insight to your creative DNA and a good place to get started if you (and often me) are wondering “just what am I doing?”

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ELECTRONIC LOVE SONGS

by Amber on July 20, 2009

Passion Pit has one of those nice hooky make-you-go-aw stories behind it. Last Valentine’s Day Michael Angelakos made a CD of bubbly, glitchy, love songs for his girlfriend. It was copied for a number of friends and cohorts, eventually making its way onto the hands of a record company. Voila, record deal!

Passion Pit - Chunk of Change

The original CD was released as the Chunk of Change EP – a heartfelt river of synth. The next step was to form a band (all bespectacled, beardy & dark), flesh out the sound and release the well received first album, Manners.

PASSION PIT

It’s a dream run right? So far there’s been a Calvin Harris remix (The Reeling, on the PP myspace), they’ve remixed the Yeah Yeah Yeah’s and gobbled up spots on the lineup of numerous big name festivals. Chomp chomp.

I’ve been listening to EP and the album on and off over the last week. While writing, while driving out in the country with friends, while making dinner. I think at this stage I prefer the EP – especially the breathy endearing falsetto of Cuddle Fuddle. But my mind could change. Every time I listen to the album, it’s like getting a little hug. I even enjoy the children’s choir on Little Secrets. It’s all so nice!

Passion Pit - Manners

Both bodies of work falter in places; but I lack time for a lengthy critical reviewso I’ll shunt you gently in the direction of Pitchfork if you’d like to read about Passion Pit indepth. Funnily enough Ian Cohen comes back to the same point as me – the music makes me happy, so why not indulge? Give either of albums an outing on your stereo – it might make for a very enjoyable Monday!

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MAGAZINE REVIEW: LULA

by Amber on March 12, 2009

Lula describes itself as “the magazine the contributors want to read”… and if Lula Magazine was a person it’d be a dreamier, prettier version of your favourite florist/tattooist. The girl that has always worn white lace dresses and custom painted her doc martins, no matter whether it was on trend or not. She’d be a fan of the Virgin Suicides and smell of Anna Sui perfume. Lula is up to issue number 8 and is still indeed the girl of your dreams.

reading list

The cover…

Dripping down the spine of the magazine is a sparkling and bejeweled chain necklace by Van Cleef & Arpels. On the front cover you’ll find Chanel Iman looking decidedly dewy and wholesome in an eggshell blue palette. All clothing on the cover is from the Luella SS 2009 collection. While beautiful, I find the image a oddly composed, they have cut off the body in a way that looks dowdy and almost submissive.

The story line-up…

Edith Beale (of Grey Gardens) as a style icon, a fantastic piece on a life-sized dollhouse, as well as interviews with Luella Bartley and Erdem.

The pictures…

The Bow Wow Wow shoot of ribbons and head adornments (naturally) sent my heart racing. Overall expect lots of semi-charmed soft focus editorials, punctuated by sharp shocks of colours, such as regal purples and yolky yellows.

lula imageOf note…

Perfect Mess, a look into the decadence of this season’s creative collections. The article is accompanied by some frightfully darling pencil drawings by Jonas Löfgren.

lula illustrationIn your hands…

Luckily Lula seems to be available far and wide through the universe. I bought my tome for NZ$31 which isn’t too bad. It is fairly hefty! Also, the Lula Magazine website has archives of the magazine in the form of interactive flip books you can look through. A sweet taster that leaves you wanting more!

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LE SCAPHANDRE ET LE PAPILLON

by Amber on December 9, 2008

I have been feeling the urge to watch a lot of French or French inspired films lately. One of the DVDs I picked up was Le Scaphandre et le Papillon or The Diving Bell and the Butterfly. Directed by Julian Schnabel, it tells the story of Jean-Do Bauby – the editor of French Elle – who suffers a stroke, leaving him completely paralysed. The only thing he can move is his left eye.

Thankfully, with the dedicated care of the people around him, he still enjoys a quality of life and the ability to communicate – with a blinking derived alphabet system. It all culminates in the publishing of a novel, as transcribed by his supporters.

If you have seen the recent James Bond movie, you may be familiar with Mathieu Amalric, who plays Bauby. I was saddened by his role in the Hollywood explode-a-rama, however do not fear he is a brilliant actor and The Diving Bell is a testament to this.

The film has not been without disputes. In real life, Bauby’s girlfriend is not the wench she is made out to be in the movie, as this article discusses. Florence Bensadoun actually spent weeks by his bedside, tending to her lover, while the filmic wife was apparently not true to life.

Despite the controversy, Le Scaphandre et le Papillon is still a loving, dreamy film that shows that a life is still to be valued even when everything but your mind is gone.

RATING:

(This is the French cinema trailer, which in my mind is far superior to the Western offering.)

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2 Days in Paris ft. CYBÈLE

by Amber on June 1, 2008

On the laziest of Sunday afternoons I slipped off to the cinema to see 2 Days in Paris; a Julie Delpy vehicle she wrote, directed, edited and starred in. She even cast her parents in the film, as her character Marion’s parents. The story however was not autobiographical, but a tartly comedic semi-romantic romp through Paris, with raging taxi drivers and suave artists. (It was amusing to see a modern portrayal of the French attitude because I am currently living with a Frenchman and I could see little cues to his personality on screen.)

2 Days In Paris

Anyway, what I loved the most was the styling and costumes! I adored both Jack’s Goddard sunglasses and Marion’s Woody Allen style specs (as seen above). But what I especially coveted was Marion’s party dress and simple gold disc earrings.

2 Days In Paris

It left me wondering when I got home how I could find a similar frock, then it struck me – Cybèle! Cybèle is a New Zealand based designer, who is becoming increasingly well known for her edgy, slinky designs. Last year I was obsessed with her chain motif, now I’m all about the ink-splotch science primary colours on her satin dresses. Take a peep at the Fractal Dress (left) or the Eclipse Square Dress (right) from her Eclipse Winter 08 collection… Both very good matches for the 2 Days in Paris look, albeit a little more sleeker.

Cybèle


I believe a
Cybèle dress would prove a worthy investment for one’s wardrobe. These dresses are both ripe for summer wear and winter layering; with leggings, boots and perhaps a beret… to truly stay in the celluloid moment.

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