25.06.13

You’d be forgiven for thinking we stopped at MoVida for lunch, it is situated in Hosier Lane after all… But when you’ve only got a three-quarters of a weekend’s worth of meals and a list of places to try, you have to make some tough decisions. We already have a MoVida in Sydney and the reports I’ve heard have been mixed/lukewarm (“overpriced!”, “yeah, not bad,” for example, didn’t quite cut it for me) – it was quite easy for me to focus on a couple of other venues. Also, and here’s the real truth of the matter. As much as I love a good meal, I love bricks ‘n mortar more.

I couldn’t walk past this part of Melbourne (Hosier Lane and one or two of other lanes off Flinders Lane) without taking a few snappy snaps. They’re just so much fun! I would’ve taken a tonne more shots, but when your company barely tolerates your fixation for photographs, you take only a few and keep moving so as not to completely use up your credit for the weekend.

Hosier Lane graffiti

more graffiti

you've been framed

smile!

Listening: Emkay by Bonobo

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18.06.13

Our first stop in Canberra was the National Gallery of Australia. I wanted to see the ‘Turner from the Tate‘ exhibition. We spent a good part of the visit wandering around the half dozen or so rooms featuring the art of J.M.W. Turner and the various periods of his career.

I found it quite awe-inspiring to be able to see works of art from a period of time so far removed from today, I could scarcely even begin to imagine what it must have been like to be alive in those days – but to see such well preserved pieces and so many of them! The sketchbook below was used by Turner between 1804-05. Mind-boggling, really! Turner bequeathed his work to Britain when he died. How fortunate we are that he did!

Turner's sketchbook

When we’d had our fill of Turner, we wandered around the NGA’s other collections, including the Dada and Surrealism section which took me back to my high school art classes, as did the Pop Art works, such as the ones below by Andy Warhol.

the King and the Chairman

I really enjoyed the Sidney Nolan Ned Kelly series too, and if we’d arrived earlier in the day, I’ve no doubt I would’ve spent a much longer time at the NGA. But we were famished from our 3.5 hour drive, and it was time to go in search of something tasty…

Ned Kelly by Sidney Nolan_____________________

Listening: Hands by Alpine

08.01.13

Sky MirrorI apologise if you’re getting tired of all this art, but I don’t seem to myself… I might even hazard a guess that the art is an improvement on me posting ‘selfies’ or body parts (just hands, maybe feet, nothing racy!) photos.

It was extremely hot in Sydney today with the temperature rising to 43C/109.4F in the city, and combined with the wind, being outside made me feel like I’d opened the door of a fan-forced oven and stuck my head in it. Just like being in Perth (where the family is), really.

Anish Kapoor’s Sky Mirror (2006) at the MCA… I imagine it would’ve been dazzlingly blinding in today’s sunshine. When I lived in Perth, I always visualised cracking eggs on the bitumen and watching them sizzle during those long hot summers – random, I know. Now I’ll think of doing the same on Sky Mirror. (Don’t worry, I’d never commit such an act of vandalism.)

07.01.13

Waiting for BaconFirst day back at work today. What’s my point, you may ask? No point really, except to say that I went to the Francis Bacon exhibition yesterday with friends and someone asked me what I did for work, and I said, “I work in an office… It’s really boring.” (And then I had to explain what exactly the company I work for does because no one ever knows. It’s one of those industries that seems frequently and consistently shrouded in myths and misconceptions, especially to people who know little to nothing about it.)

Besides thinking that it would be so much easier if I could just say, “bank” or “accounting firm”, I also sometimes catch myself wishing I worked in a creative industry rather than the the one I’m in now and so, I guess, by default that means it’s dull.

Oh, wait! I do have a point, actually. If you haven’t yet seen the Francis Bacon exhibition at the Art Gallery of NSW, and you like paint on canvas, then go. If nothing else, it will leave you with a sense of relief at how easy and vanilla -maybe even dull- your own life is. Hallelujah!

06.01.13

Memory by Anish Kapoor

A highlight from yesterday was the Anish Kapoor exhibition at the Museum of Contemporary Art. We were allowed to take photos so I snapped this one (using my iPhone so apologies for the low quality) of the massive 24-tonne metallic Memory (2008).

I wasn’t prepared for seeing Memory in IRL. I mean, I’d seen a few images beforehand, but the piece is enormous! When confronted by the big copper-coloured blimp, one can’t help but wonder (aloud – “How did it get here?”) about the logistics assembling such a piece – actually, quite a few of Kapoor’s pieces elicited such a response. Anyway, this vaguely alien egg is disorienting and jarring – it just looks like it’s not supposed to be there.

It made me think about space and our need for it.

05.11.12

Still thinking about the exhibition from the weekend. I think I’m going to have to revisit before it closes after this Sunday. And get a poster. Even though I know it’s just marketing, I really like the one of Theophilus London, grasping his logo-ed cap, mid-jump.