So years go by and then you discover that you already have some old blogs that you started and they're over five years old which is three years older than your child and it's hard to believe, but funny to read them and droll generally.

So much for daily produce, I was dispersed for a moment there but I'm formed again like a horde of Genevieves to bring you news like a "What I'm Reading" column from the philosophers mansion On the Hill and while they had a poetry convention going on.

The Montana poetry day readings were very wonderful, and Ila convened marvellously well. She told a friend that she couldn't describe my work, but I think we'll all be hard pressed to describe Glen Colquhoun's from now on. He was transformed and did an extraordinary sea-shanty from the boat and the shore of Cook's meetings with Maori. Amazing.

Lopdell house hovered above the ordinary realms of our problematic lives, and made Auckland look foreign.

I've got a new art studio and I'm working on my Matariki book again, and Christian Jensen has taken on the responsibility of organizing an event with all the poets involved in the first Matariki event, having an exhibition of their work related to the poetry. It's like the house of mirrors it could go on and on...

I'm going to host a Don't Sit Still storytime for kiddlings, but I suppose that blogger's not for promotional porpoises, so I won't advertise. Just now. But I'm looking forward to that.

I'm working on films, but the only acting I've done recently worth talking about is HORSES directed by Garrick Rigby. The next screening of which will be in the show me shorts colection at the Academy.

Here are more working shots from the film:

http://picasaweb.google.com/nikkicastle/Horses03?authkey=Gv1sRgCOzf-O-j_PO92QE#