Today we decided to get cultivated, or cultured, or something.
We joined the culture crowd in the hallowed halls of the art gallery.
Actually what we went to see was the Ron Mueck exhibition - you know the one:
The one with the odd sized odd people. This big head is really just a face, like a mask.
These two ladies are quite small, but wouldn't we all like to hear what they are saying - and we all know someone who they could have been modelled on!
There is a huge, ugly, but true-to-life baby girl. And there are some very sad ones like "Dead dad" which was apparently the sculpture that launched this chap's career.
This lady was clearly embarassed by all the attention, and we all wondered if she really had knees under those blankets.
Both of these were fascinating, and left us with more questions than answers.
Brisbane is such a beautiful city (... and we've seen some that are less than beautiful!) We went out of the gallery and walked across the messy bridge.
I know it has another name ... it must be new because I can't even see it on Google maps ... I think it is Kunilpa, something like that.
We walked up to Central Station, caught a train to Fortitude Valley (one stop) and walked up the hill to our half-brown half-yellow (still being painted) building.
And back to study ..:)
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