One of the highlights for me was watching the camera crew.
I’m really only familiar with news studios and in them the cameras are pretty much fixed in place.
On the Chaser set they are moving all the time – it’s quite exciting to watch.
I know, I know… and odd thing to throw in but it was such a great tip from my living-in-America sister and I had forgotton my adapter.
Speaking of my sister… I do look rather tanned but that could have been the make-up…
We went to see Wicked! And I heartily recommend it – really good fun for all ages… well… maybe not really little ones… and it is better if you are familiar with the story of the Wizard of Oz… but who isn’t?
My cute niece and nephew who we don’t see enough of. 🙂
So we came across this beetle… and that’s the end of that story.
We caught up with another friend and her two daughters… my Dippity was VERY popular.
So now to the exhibition… and I have to start with the one portrait of me.
We wandered around the Sculpture by the Sea exhibition, too early to buy a program, which, if I’m honest I wouldn’t have bought anyway because it cost $8 and that seems a bit rich, wondering which piece the council were going to buy.
I love walking past the sculptures from earlier years and it feels like one day walking around the suburb will be like visiting a permanent sculpture gallery.
This year, and probably because my son is so into civil aviation, I especially liked the Runway series. Below you see Barcelona, Anchorage and Shark Bay runways as art.
LOL at Shark Bay.
This is Ben Juniper’s Orchid.
This one is looking past one onto another.
(See, if I’d had the program I could have been more descriptive. Sorry for being tight.)
And one more… in the background look for the floating sculpture (for you M).
There’s something about viewing art on the beach – it’s a bit like seeing art in the wild, as if you happen upon it in its natural setting.
If you think of an art gallery as being a zoo, Sculpture by the Sea is like going on safari.
I heard about this book on Tony Delroy’s Nightlife program and while I never take book recommendations from radio programs the reviewer was so taken with this novel by Patrick Galethat when I saw it in the bookshop on Lygon St in Melbourne after dinner with my brother the other week, I thought I’d give it a go.
It is a story about a bi-polar artist and her family. She dies and the story of her and her family is slowly revealed in flashbacks while the present brings us to resolution. In fact when you think about it Patrick has written this book as one might view a painting.
You don’t look at a painting in a linear view… your eye is captured and you’re drawn to bits and pieces of the “story” the artist is trying to portray. When you stand back and view the complete artwork, you get a wholistic view.
“…and I then realised that what we were doing was arranging an exhibition, we were thinking, well, this one [chapter] will really offset that one, and it will set up a sort of vibration.”
I can’t tell you how satisfying a read this is. The characters are so engaging. The art – you wish Rachel really existed so you could go to an exhibition. I’m even intrigued now with Quakers. I have been dragging out the end to make it last just a little bit longer. It has replaced Perfume by Patrick Suskind as my all-time favourite book.Â And Perfume has been top of my faves list for more than a decade.
It was – to quote Stephen Fry – “Complete Perfection”.