Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Hinemoa, The Belle of Kainga


The extension group are focussing on a particular New Zealand artist who is well known for his detailed oil paintings which have influenced many artists today: Charles Frederick Goldie. We had to choose one of his paintings and we had to try to replicate it. Out of numerous paintings I chose to paint this one called 'Hinemoa, The Belle of Kainga'. 

Over a period of 2 weeks, I researched, observed and drew this fine work of art. While researching I found out that this painting was painted in 1913 which is about 99 years ago. This painting is one of Charles Goldie's few oil paintings, which make it hard to believe that it was a oil painting at all! You might be wondering why Charles Goldie only painted Maori people. Well the answer is quite simple: The culture was dying out. Especially the Maori tattoo called the Moko. It symbolises your family, and respect that you have for your culture.

The finished product is better than I expected, because as my friends know: I am not very fond of art. After this task, I have learnt the beauty of art and the power that it has to change the way people think. The thing I want people to notice about the extension groups artwork is the importance of Maori culture. Of the beauty and and respect that their Taonga bring to them, in this case the Taonga in this painting is the Tiki.


Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Hide and Seek.... (Narrative writing)


“This is boring!” moaned Jesse, while kicking rocks on the sidewalk. “Stop whining!” Sam growled. “If you want aunty to get better we have to take this soup to her!”. Walking along the track, Sam and Jesse were taking chicken soup to their ill aunty.

A few minutes later as the sun was setting over the horizon, they soon realised that they had to hurry. “Psst”. Jesse spun around, her long blond pigtails slapping her face. “Who’s there?” She quietly whispered. Sam was anxiously searching for anything weird in the forest. All he could hear were birds chirping, and the wind whistling through the trees. “Give me your basket, NOW!” a stranger screamed, with his low voice. “RUN!” Sam shouted. They started running through the forest. Loose twigs were scratching their legs, while they were swiveling through the maze of trees. Then in the distance they saw a tower. Sprinting to the tower, they grabbed the door handle and slammed the door shut. They took refuge inside this tower. Getting back on their feet they made their way up the tower stairs.

“Come on we need to find somewhere to hide!” Sam screamed. His golden hair covered his dark blue eyes. Jesse was running out of breath. Her lungs were screaming for air, her legs were aching and for the first time in her life, her tongue might’ve been dry. She came to a stop. Sam came back and clutched her T-Shirt, pulling her up. “Come on” he said impatiently. Her blond hair covered her green eyes. “Fine” she said while getting up. “Come out, come out wherever you are” said the stranger. His spine chilling laugh echoed throughout the tower.

Jesse and Sam collapsed beside a huge maroon door. Jesse’s curiosity got the better of her. She stood up and examined the tower. It was rusty, spider webs filled every corner. As she walked around, the floorboards creaked under her feet. She ran her fingers around the interesting carvings engraved in the door. Sam joined her. They rested their palms on the hard surface of the door. “Open it slowly on the count of three” Sam said. “One, two...” The large doors creaked. They peered through the door and saw.....

Friday, June 8, 2012

The beauty of Static images

What is a static image? Well a static image is anything that is not moving or is not in motion. For instance, Signs, Posters, Paintings and Pamphlets are all examples of what static images are. Static images are all around us, we just need to pay close attention to our surroundings.


The thing that is so captivating about this static image is the background is blurry, which adds effect because then the camera focuses on the subject, which in this is case the Butterfly. It looks so delicate, while it’s poised on the plant. The colour of the butterfly’s wings are contrasted with the green in the background. The angle of this photo is effective because it looks as if you are also perched on the plant with this butterfly. The light focuses perfectly on the butterfly and the plant.

Friday, June 1, 2012

Tamaki Tech

Every Thursday the year 8 students of Pt England, make their way down to Tamaki College. we were usually in Food Tech, but today we were shifting to Japanese. Looking up, dark rain clouds blanketed the sky. As I entered Tamaki college, I saw a man standing, waiting for us. He looked Asian, his hair was brushed neatly, and he was holding a box that was jam-packed with papers, pencils and other things that could not be identified. We walked over to the Sylvia Fausset library.

As I stepped into this new environment, all that greeted me were shelves and shelves of stacked books. It was dead silent until we entered the premises. We made our way to the work area. Putting our chairs down all you could hear was the clank of the metal legs. While he our Teacher was getting ready, I looked out the window. The rain was falling in sheets, coating the ground  in water. “Trickle, trickle” was the sound of the rain trickling on the roof. He snatched our attention back with his loud voice “Hello class, My name is Mr Ishibahi”. Our Japanese lesson was about to begin.

Throughout that lesson we were learning interesting facts about Japan like these:
* Japan is made out of 5 main islands which are: Hokkaido, Honshu, Shikoku, Kyushu and Okinawa. The main island is Honshu.
* Before Tokyo, the capital city of Japan was Kyoto.
*Japan has roughly 120 million people living there.
*Japan’s currency is Yen.
*Karate, Sumo wrestling and Judo are all very popular sports in Japan.


Struggling to fold the paper, I felt like pulling my hair out. Origami was really hard, especially when I was trying to make a samurai hat. The instructions didn't make any sense...well at least to me they didn't. Folding it right, left over the top and under, it didn't look anything like a hat. "YES!" I exclaimed. I had finally made a Samurai hat. This was a huge accomplishment, especially since this was the first ever time I had come to Japanese. Time was up, It was time to learn the Japanese language.

"Ohayou Gozaimasu, Ishibashi Sensei" I replied uncertainly. "That is correct" He said proudly. I was relieved because if that was wrong that would've been embarrassing. We learnt 3 phrases that day: Ohayou Gozaimasu, which means Good morning. Sayonara which mans, Goodbye and Arigato Gozaimasu, which means Thank you. The next week we came we had to greet him in Japanese.

Japanese class was an exciting experience. Learning about a foreign country, that exports goods to our country. I look forward to learning about this country that has temples, shrines, had an atomic bomb dropped on them and isolated themselves from the rest of the world. I can't wait to go to Tech now!