Sunday, 6 May 2012

A Punch of Culture

Finally! Ive listed my jewelry cabinets
As always, I've a few projects on the go and if I can brave the cold of my workshop I should have some sparkly new listings by the end of this week.

For ramblings on latest shenanigans.. What a gluttonous feast I had last night! I was a dinner guest at China Doll - an unbelievably fabulous Restaurant that lasted 5 hours. If that wasn't enough, I later rolled on over to the Sheraton on Hyde Park and slept in. After a much needed pamper in a rather luxurious sized bathroom, I ventured to the breakfast room where I made myself comfortable enjoying an hour of sampling everything but the ice-cream.

I definitely need that punishment cycle to pay for my serious sins.

I haven't even gotten to my other productive ventures which included further overstimulation of my already overworked senses. This included a visit to the inclusions in the Archibald Prize that currently grace the space of AGNSW. It was interesting to note a swing in 'ugly painting'. I'm not sure if its directed by painters or the judging panel but I enjoyed the jarring colors, challenging perceptions, haphazard applications, and the rawness of the many thick impasto textures. The whole experience reminded me of mixing mud with food coloring and squelching it between my fingers. And before this is misinterpreted as an insult, I truly do appreciate the slap happy and general approach to representational genres. My largest source of disappointment was that the Packing Room Prize of John wood seemed too touched by the sense of honesty. It was one of the few works that appeared to harness something of the actual sitter, as opposed to exhibiting something about paint itself.

For the small entry fee its worth a look. After leaving the art I wandered down to the museum of Sydney. Ive meant to do this for years. Most memorable items housed were the two beautiful wooden spheres that feature the basic extracted shapes of Jorn Utzon's Opera House. The other admired items were the photographs of Harry Seidler's architecture. Iconic and quite simply stunning.

I'm now desperate for a glass of wine to help down my explosive 24 hours of fine dining and culture...

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