We've been snowed under of late. Tangled by timelines, deadlines, clotheslines. Those tangle-me-up lines & burials. The week previous of festival craziness has finally caught up with us. Washing beckoned. Journals needed their spines knotted. And various other tasks and design jobs called. Nevertheless, I thought I'd squeeze in another posting, one before my next contribution to the wonder that is 5 Senses Friday, lest I need to rename this space 'only in the trees upon sporadic basis' or 'swinging from the branches one day a week' or perhaps 'Friday Senses underneath a small shrub'...
So, with the crazy wonders of the week easing to a soft lapping at the feet, and without giving too much away (otherwise what else will I put in my Friday summary), I can recommend most heartily that if you are in ol' Melbourne town that you pop in to the RMIT School of Art Gallery in building 2 to see X Marks The Spot... featuring work by many of the lecturers who taught Louise & me all those years ago. Phil Edwards, Peter Ellis, Robin Kingston, Greg Moncreiff, Nick Mourtzakis, Fran van Riemsdyk, Wilma Tobacco, and Louise Weaver. (We've not long returned from the opening, chuffed to learn that we're in time to watch an episode of Inspector Rex, that somewhat delightfully daggy, doggy addiction.
Download the catalogue we whipped up for the exhibition here (it's a tiny 372KB download)... and have a good look through.
Also, head on over to Pasadena Mansions and say hi to my Mum. She's joined the merry blogging bandwagon and making it a family affair. Next week, be not surprised if I am plugging 'Auntie Rhoda Sounds Off' or 'Cousin Ed's Animal Wrestling Tips & Other Hairy Tales' or 'Belinda's Public Transport Adventures in the Mighty Metrop'. (All fictious family members, of course. Disclaimer: Any similarities to real and existing blogs completely unintended). Louise is also continuing with her motorbike watercolours... I should know, they're on the scanner to my left as I type.
