On the Yarra Promenade
I was lent a cycle by Jeff Floyd in Melbourne. I pedalled along the Yarra River Promenade into lovely fresh early autumn breeze and took this snap of myself by the water. Lots of people strolling, chatting, gazing, cycling and the other forms of trannsport, cars, trams and trains not interfering with my flanerie. At the Gallery I locked my bicycle outside, had a coffee (flat white) and an orange cake and then found a volunteer guide and started with a one hour tour of the main parts of the gallery. An incredible cornucopia of international work of which I saw just a sample. Pictures wisely and wittily juxtaposed with others across periods along with unspoken comments in the form of statues - for example Yinka Shonibara's Reverend on Ice commenting on Raeburn's great image at the National gallery of Scotland which I must have seen 10 years ago in Edinburgh:
www.ngv.vic.gov.au/crossingborders/curriculum/vce_studio_...
Then I pedalled crossed the river on the St Kilda Bridge and spent as long in the National Gallery of Australian Art: www.ngv.vic.gov.au/ngvaustralia/
Wow! I got two more separate guides to roam me round the indigenous art collection (about which I have so much more to learn. I hope I can see more in Tokyo as I set out back to England):
www.nact.jp/english/exhibitions/utopia.html
and the work of Australians who'd arrived on the continent since 1788. In a dancing daze I cycled back to my hotel in the warm autumn evening.
On the Yarra Promenade
I was lent a cycle by Jeff Floyd in Melbourne. I pedalled along the Yarra River Promenade into lovely fresh early autumn breeze and took this snap of myself by the water. Lots of people strolling, chatting, gazing, cycling and the other forms of trannsport, cars, trams and trains not interfering with my flanerie. At the Gallery I locked my bicycle outside, had a coffee (flat white) and an orange cake and then found a volunteer guide and started with a one hour tour of the main parts of the gallery. An incredible cornucopia of international work of which I saw just a sample. Pictures wisely and wittily juxtaposed with others across periods along with unspoken comments in the form of statues - for example Yinka Shonibara's Reverend on Ice commenting on Raeburn's great image at the National gallery of Scotland which I must have seen 10 years ago in Edinburgh:
www.ngv.vic.gov.au/crossingborders/curriculum/vce_studio_...
Then I pedalled crossed the river on the St Kilda Bridge and spent as long in the National Gallery of Australian Art: www.ngv.vic.gov.au/ngvaustralia/
Wow! I got two more separate guides to roam me round the indigenous art collection (about which I have so much more to learn. I hope I can see more in Tokyo as I set out back to England):
www.nact.jp/english/exhibitions/utopia.html
and the work of Australians who'd arrived on the continent since 1788. In a dancing daze I cycled back to my hotel in the warm autumn evening.