News from our reader Caroline Glass: still Wellington, but this time the fenced back of Cuba Street.
Caroline’s concrete symphony for 3 bicyclists can be found here. Thanks again, Caroline!
Google Maps Location (well, reasonably close)
News from our reader Caroline Glass: still Wellington, but this time the fenced back of Cuba Street.
Caroline’s concrete symphony for 3 bicyclists can be found here. Thanks again, Caroline!
Google Maps Location (well, reasonably close)
Is there a better way to celebrate the festive spirit than to present the testicular decoration of Christchurch’s Casino? I don’t think so.
This post is a shameless regurgitation of a “The Worst of Perth” article. The Worst of Perth is our – far superior – brother in the crime of regional mockery. Visit them to find out more thrilling geological details!
Happy Christmas, and have a couple nice days, y’all!
See you next year!
Photos © 2011 The Worst of Perth. Originals here.
Photo 2011 Attribution-NoDerivs 2.0 Generic Tina Ivano. Original here.
“Mom, why has the woman spikes in her bum?” Another action-packed Palmerston thrill-ride by Wentao Yin. Also don’t miss the bugs crawling all over the building. The perfect theme park for a relaxed post party drug chillout…
Photo © 2011 Wentao Yin. Original here.
Reminds me of that news article about that elderly gentleman who mistook a rubbish bin for a post box over years, and wondered why nobody ever answered his letters. Like here, more a case of an unfortunate interface design than one of a particularly silly senior.
Photo © 2011 Dom Yates. Thanks!
Speaking of cars… I don’t know what exactly they consume on these parties at the Universal College of Learning in Palmerston North. The automotive guys should perhaps consider reducing their doses a bit.
Photo © 2011 Wentao Yin. Original here.
Bonus track: a promo video with all the goodies (forgotten info card, hall walking, page flipping, fake socialising / teaching, and bondage).
Double feature! Finally! The Beauty of Palmerston North’s Square, this brutalist manifesto of concrete poetry.
Photo © 2011 Wentao Yin. Original here and here.
I have a hunch that Rachel Tallon isn’t entirely happy with the Westfield mall shopping center in Lower Hutt:
“A monstrosity that suddenly appeared in my home town a few years ago. Shaped like a Borg ship, with as much character, this imposing monolithic structure stands as a windowless monument to consumerism. (…)
Dull grey boxes plonked on top of a stress-inducing carpark, this rectangular tomb of doom to your credit card is now the heart of my town.”
But hey, just a hunch. Don’t miss the other instalments of the series:
Photo © 2011 Rachel Tallon, Lower Hutt

An anonymous reader sent us this shot of yet another shocking piece of public art, this time in Kaiapoi. It even withstood the might of the irritated earth gods:
“A large faultline ruptured only metres from this creation and failed to move this monster! Perhaps it even caused it?”
Photo © 2011 Anonymous
Our reader Caroline Glass contributed this visual symphony of 3 bicycles, an unspecified number of cars and heaps of concrete. Thanksalotta, Caroline! Another victim member of our steadily growing “Nest-besmircher Network”.

After the tragic death of the Phar Lap, his fans and the racing fraternity ennobled the memory of the champion gelding by sending his arse back to Australia, keeping his bones in New Zealand, and exporting his shoes to the Philippines. A thoroughbred, a complete horsey, bossing the track and strutting proud and free in his domain: this image could not be complete without a statue of a frozen horse riding a goods lift up towards heaven. Travel well, wonder horse.
Another more-than-just-exquisite guest post by the valorous designer, teacher and author Alex Gilks, accompanying this magical shot by the sensational Grant Dommen.
Photo © 2011 Grant Dommen. Original here.