Roasted Addiqtion, Sunday 27 February, 2.45pm

Roasted Addiqtion, Sunday 27 February, 2.00pm

We looked back at 2010 and so many things happened in this year. I have lost my father, who was my hero, my role model. Then we have surprisingly found out that we were expecting our little boy in November 2010. We felt so blessed to have our little boy on board with us...life is amazing. He is a well behaved boy and allowed us to come out for breath fresh air, enjoy the coffee while his grandmother was looking after him.

Roasted Addiqtion, Sunday 27 February, 1.00pm

Roasted Addiqtion, Sunday 27 February, 11.50am

'Delight'

My 3 year old's delight was apparent when he stabbed his egg with a fork and saw the yolk run out.

My husband delighted in watching him use a knife and fork, as we know that's a long process in itself!

I took delight in telling my husband I already had to sit differently to get comfortable despite being only 6 weeks pregnant, at 43...

Roasted Addiqtion, Saturday 26 February, 10.42am

I remember I was hungry and happy that there was a bottle of water on the table.

We talked about the beautiful pattern on the table and our plans for that day. There were three of us and it was our first coffee.

Roasted Addiqtion, Saturday 26 February

When I arrived at Roasted Addiqtion yesterday staff handed me a napkin in which was written a short note and wonderful poem.
The note read;
for Judith
love the table
smell to coffee
listening to our friend Chanelle on keyboard
love from Paul, Kararaina, (John)

Thank you!

Te Karanga Tea Rooms, Friday 18 February, 1.20pm

Occupant one: After much discussion two different types of tea were selected and duly arrived on the table in glass teapots.   The many borer holes in the tabletop tell the story of the former life of the table!   We discussed the value of the exhibition space next to the teashop and being a good location right on K Rd.  The downside being the stairwell and how could you entice people to venture upstairs?  The conversation turned to the posters on the wall and what the 'Manbits' fringe show would be like.   The talk revolved around the fringe festival which leads into the Auckland Art Festival, so the catalogue was flicked through and we discussed which art exhibitions and talk we would try and attend.  It was a quiet relaxing afternoon, mellow sunny weather and I was looking forward to cruising across to Hannaford's Wharf in Coromandel on the 6pm ferry.  I hoped my friend Rachel would be on the ferry so I could talk to her about the Camino Way.

Occupant two: It was fun being able to smell the different aromas of the teas and choosing one to taste. So nice after all the ‘teabag’ options you get in other cafes. And I loved the way the teabags were so tall they looped over the edge of the teapot. It was nice to just be able to sit, and relax and enjoy a good friends company for a change. I haven’t done this for a while. Life just seems to get too busy. I liked the way the table sat within the café – it didn’t look at all out of place.   

Roasted Addiqtion Thursday 17 February, 1.10pm

Occupant one: Over tea and coffee we got straight to the point and shared our current state of mind. Health was a big topic. It's sudden impact on several poeple's lives propelled us to philosphise about the need to seize every moment, to be content (as one can be) with what one has. To make time, tune-in, share, support and laugh, this was what we thought was important. We talked about simplifying, trusting and accepting that things would be as they would be. Right or wrong. We talked about making art even when we weren't 'making' art and the tension that caused. The enjoyment of things became clear to us both.
Occuptant two: A chance to catch up for a coffee with a friend I have known for 8 or 9 years.  We met while studying art at university and taking the opportunity to share the highs and lows of being a practising artist has been a feature of our friendship.  This meeting was no different and the issues of work/life/health balance and the struggle to get that just right were discussed.
The Fringe Festival postcard was on the table outlining the Traces project and we agreed to take part in the exchange of recollections of the conversation.