Having worked a fair bit of extra time lately, I asked for a day off. Although I don’t have much planned for the next few days (aside from the Andrew Olle Media Lecture tonight), I figured a long weekend would help me re-set.
But what to do with a fairly unplanned day off? I woke early, went out and had some breakfast (and read the paper) which was nice. I came home, and went back to bed for a couple of hours, with no real plans for the day, except to enjoy the gorgeous weather.
And that’s when I suddenly remembered Sculpture By The Sea had opened. “Great”, I thought to myself, “If I head along today, it won’t be as crowded as it often is on the weekends”. That was true to the extent I’d forgotten weekdays were also good for school groups and retirees, many of whom had the same idea I guess.
There’s a couple of quite good works in this year’s exhibition, though to be honest I was a little disappointed with it overall.
There’s a real “sameness” developing in the exhibition these days. Every year, there’s always something with recycled products. There’s always something hidden in a nook or a cranny. There’s always something big and reflective to assist with the selfie. This year, there’s a lot of works which have been influenced by guerilla knitting.
For me, the most inspiring works were: the large “snow dome” and the “field” of delightful yellow and red flags that fluttered in the wind.
Forty-something from Sydney, Australia. My passions include: radio (my job), travel, genealogy, music, art, theatre, food, wine, and learning Swedish.