It takes two to weave tukutuku. At the Judea hall, the woman on the left is seen in front of a tukutuku panel, laying the flax over it according to the design. She passes the ends through the panel to the woman shown on the right who performs the no less skilled work of tying the ends down. (photo john ashton). RANGINUI ACADEMY FOR ARTS AND CRAFTS Some time ago, Te Ao Hou visited the people of Judea, a settlement near Tauranga. We found that here wood carving and tukutuku work were practised with a zeal and perseverance that would have delighted bygone generations. Faced with such a hive of industry and enthusiasm. Te Ao Hou discarded its notebook and said to the people: ‘Please tell your own story. You can do it better than we.’ A little while later, the people of Judea sent in the following story: The shrill cry of seagulls wheeling in everwidening circles around Mount Maunganui holds a special significance for us. We watch the aged Mount towering majestically above the chaos of holiday-makers and the nearby seaport—a lonely but jealous guardian. We remember how long ago Atamatea discovered this haven, with its tall stately bush, its shellfish, birds and untouched scenery. ‘Here we shall live,’ said the great chief, ‘to worship our atua in peace and safety.’ To preserve the home of his ancestors, he named the landing place after the great Tauranga, and the hill Maunganui too was named after an ancestor. Today this fine picture is transformed by the ‘civilization’ of the pakeha; each day ships come and go at the newly constructed wharf. Two miles west of Tauranga is Judea, a small Maori community inhabiting an area of about forty acres, insufficient to support its inhabitants. The misfortune of the people, Ngati