Auckland
The good ship Black officially sets sail again after spending a couple of years grounded on the rocks of recession.
Twenty Twelve. I like muttering it.
2012: purge the studio, throw out my old patterns, sharpen my shears. Learn how to write.
(January: the only month one may freely lie in the hammock contemplating momentum and self-improvement.) Pause to sip a Pimms.
For my first post of 2012, and from a hammock in Sydney, may I direct your attention to the very fine Black Magazine? Grant and Rachel, genius editors, are in the ascendant.
2012 sees Black go to three issues per year, three different digital platforms, a larger on-line presence all round. It’s hard to applaud when sipping Pimms in a hammock but I do. I do.
