So the pics of me in Filament have been viewed by seemingly half of Wellington. It’s nothing that anyone at Kiwiburn/fire spinning wouldn’t have seen*, but it’s in the context of being explicitly there for to be lusted after. For me that remains a pretty abstract state. Both aesthetics and other people’s opinions remain near the bottom of things I care about.
Putting the photos together was a novel experience but given that it was Wellington waterfront at night, in the wind, trying to stand very still, my main memory is of being bloody freezing.
The interview was pretty brief, and it was a conscious decision to talk more about my work, than who I am. Coz if I’ve got a platform then I’m going to talk about what I think is important, the contents of my head being somewhat less important than convincing everyone else to get on with saving the world.
(And maybe just a little coz I’m shy…)
But yeah, it could have been longer, but one the third hand, I like to read far more than most people.
I’d have chosen some of the other photos, but then again, I’m not the target audience. Still, there may have to be some printing and framing of said pics, for hanging on the wall to flaunt achieving this, rather than hotness.
Still, interested ladies should buy their own copies.
* – actually, you’d have seen much more of me at Kiwiburn, but that’s Kiwiburn for you, a hotbed of depravity/hugging/noise/sunburn/curry/kayaks/clipboards/jiggling (please delete as appropriate)