Today at work I was down by the water at the viaduct for a shoot.
While sussing out the areas we were filming amongst, I came across the most magical part of my day.
It was in an abandoned-esque shelter...where an old wooden piano was just sitting there.
Completely in tune and casually perfect.
Just sitting right there.
By its self.
Covered in grafitti and looking absoeffinglutely lovely.
Whilst the crew were getting ready I played the keys and it made me completely happy.
I plan to go back there this weekend in all hope that it lives there and I will take a photo to document its lovliness for myself and for you.
But for now it looked a little something like this...
If you're an Aucklander reading this, go find it.
