I had a quite busy, probably too much food and extraordinarily cultural weekend.
The weekend technically started Friday night, when I had to watch the last third of the Essendon vs West Coast game after finding out the score on the radio. Go delayed telecasts! Go Bombers!
Saturday Dean and I set out to find an exhibition of travel photography that I'd read something about somewhere. I was reasonably certain that it was being held at the Ian Potter Museum of Art, which is just down the tram line at Melbourne University.
I was wrong, but we did spend a couple of quite fun hours working our way through the entire gallery. The highlights (for me at least) - the Discovering Egypt exhibition, which had the best explanation of all the pictures, hieroglyphs and everything else on a coffin that I've ever seen anywhere, including in Egypt[1] - and the Joel Shapiro part of the After the Age of Aquarius: American Art in the Early Seventies exhibition which had both of us giggling for hours. This is not to say we didn't enjoy the rest of the museum, we did. Go and see them while they're still on - free entry! From there we wandered down to Lgyon St to have a coffee and cake, as you do.
The following day we decided to try the Ian Potter Centre: NGV Australia, which is at Fed Square (still on the tram line!) to see if the exhibition I was thinking of was there. Again, no. (I may have to google this one!) But there was a large collection of (again, free entry!) artworks and so we spent quite a few hours wandering around a very small part of it (the second floor, mostly). I think we may have to go back. After both of us had become completely museum-ed out, we headed down to Southbank and food. Very nice food. Probably too much food. But it was such a beautiful day, and the Yarra was still, the sky was blue, the sun was warm and the crowds were making the most of it. We attempted to walk off the too much food by coming home via Spencer St and the aquarium. It didn't work, I was still feeling full at soccer (which we lost, convincingly.) This didn't stop me going out with Dean, Dale and Sal to Cafe Italia, where I had possibly the most unhealthy but very nice meal of the weekend - gnocchi gorgonzola. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm. There's a reason I try not to go there too often, and it comes down to my complete inability to resist gnocchi gorgonzola. Even in an entree size it's really not the healthiest option. But God it tastes good.
Monday I went shopping for maternity clothes for
kirstenfleur, then out to tea with
dalmeny,
dmw,
ang_grrr and Dean. (Many apologies,
fishlifters, for some reason I thought you were out of the country already and there was a bit of a mix up with the communications, otherwise I'd have caught up.) Again, food. Japanese this time, which apparently compliments
ang_grrr's attempt to eat her way around south-east Asia while still being in Melbourne. Afterwards we adjourned to the International Cake Shop, the third time running that I'd managed to take
ang_grrr to tea, wait until she'd eaten stacks and then take her to a shop with really nice cakes. Heh. The highlight of the evening was probably
dmw's DVD - all the more amusing for the accent combined with subject matter. Heh. I just can't take a short film about an attractive sheep seriously when it's in a New Zealand[2] accent I find.
So now this week I'm attempting to work off all three days of eating out. And trying to find where this damn exhibition is/was.
[1] New Egyptian Museum people, please take note - this really was very helpful and it'd be really good if you could replicate it in the new building. I for one would be grateful. Even more if you'd put some maps in with your time lines, because seriously? I like maps. And my geography of Egyptian place names sucks at the best of times.
[2] Interestingly the spell checker wants me to change "Zealand" into "Zea land, Zea-land, Zeal and, Zeal-and, Sealant, Aland, Eland, Leland, Leeland, Welland, Wayland, Garland, Harland, Sealants, Land, Slant, Island, Eolanda, Eolande, Celinda, Iceland, Selinda, Salad, Bland, Gland, Zululand, Sealed, Zealot or Sealant's". How very odd. I mean the first three I can kind of see, but Salad? Bland? Eolande? I wonder how it copes with "Australia". Hm, no problem there...
The weekend technically started Friday night, when I had to watch the last third of the Essendon vs West Coast game after finding out the score on the radio. Go delayed telecasts! Go Bombers!
Saturday Dean and I set out to find an exhibition of travel photography that I'd read something about somewhere. I was reasonably certain that it was being held at the Ian Potter Museum of Art, which is just down the tram line at Melbourne University.
I was wrong, but we did spend a couple of quite fun hours working our way through the entire gallery. The highlights (for me at least) - the Discovering Egypt exhibition, which had the best explanation of all the pictures, hieroglyphs and everything else on a coffin that I've ever seen anywhere, including in Egypt[1] - and the Joel Shapiro part of the After the Age of Aquarius: American Art in the Early Seventies exhibition which had both of us giggling for hours. This is not to say we didn't enjoy the rest of the museum, we did. Go and see them while they're still on - free entry! From there we wandered down to Lgyon St to have a coffee and cake, as you do.
The following day we decided to try the Ian Potter Centre: NGV Australia, which is at Fed Square (still on the tram line!) to see if the exhibition I was thinking of was there. Again, no. (I may have to google this one!) But there was a large collection of (again, free entry!) artworks and so we spent quite a few hours wandering around a very small part of it (the second floor, mostly). I think we may have to go back. After both of us had become completely museum-ed out, we headed down to Southbank and food. Very nice food. Probably too much food. But it was such a beautiful day, and the Yarra was still, the sky was blue, the sun was warm and the crowds were making the most of it. We attempted to walk off the too much food by coming home via Spencer St and the aquarium. It didn't work, I was still feeling full at soccer (which we lost, convincingly.) This didn't stop me going out with Dean, Dale and Sal to Cafe Italia, where I had possibly the most unhealthy but very nice meal of the weekend - gnocchi gorgonzola. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm. There's a reason I try not to go there too often, and it comes down to my complete inability to resist gnocchi gorgonzola. Even in an entree size it's really not the healthiest option. But God it tastes good.
Monday I went shopping for maternity clothes for
So now this week I'm attempting to work off all three days of eating out. And trying to find where this damn exhibition is/was.
[1] New Egyptian Museum people, please take note - this really was very helpful and it'd be really good if you could replicate it in the new building. I for one would be grateful. Even more if you'd put some maps in with your time lines, because seriously? I like maps. And my geography of Egyptian place names sucks at the best of times.
[2] Interestingly the spell checker wants me to change "Zealand" into "Zea land, Zea-land, Zeal and, Zeal-and, Sealant, Aland, Eland, Leland, Leeland, Welland, Wayland, Garland, Harland, Sealants, Land, Slant, Island, Eolanda, Eolande, Celinda, Iceland, Selinda, Salad, Bland, Gland, Zululand, Sealed, Zealot or Sealant's". How very odd. I mean the first three I can kind of see, but Salad? Bland? Eolande? I wonder how it copes with "Australia". Hm, no problem there...