The cheque book flex

There were a few long cold nights back in the day so we accumulated quite a collection of pencil drawings. I enjoyed watching the process, and would often leave the table to tend to Rimu or just to have a change of scenery. When I’d return Wiremu would still be in the same spot working that pencil like a mofo. Honestly it was fascinating to watch - not only the artwork that unfolded but also the focus of the man. 

Weekends were spent walking a good 30-40 minutes down to the City Centre to bounce a cheque to buy kai and nappies. I had a cheque book (google that kids), thank f*@! for that! I’d discovered that I could write a cheque on Saturday and had until Tuesday to get that money in the bank, then repeat.

Little did I know, these times were becoming a grounding factor in the valuation process of our artworks and future mahi.

A good thing because one of our first major clients was just around the corner. 

TE WEHENGA: Origin - Hereford Street Porirua 1998


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Awesome G… what a cool journey aye ? Looking from this end anyway ;*D

LeiLani Waitai

A cheque book!! The good ol’ days haha. Can’t wait for the next blog xoxo

Dre Hopkinson

You were so clever balancing things out to this day as well….is it that many years ago when i was gifted te wehenga…22 years

Gayle Pomana

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