The Drop by Drawing class on Sundays at the National Gallery of Victoria concluded. I miss it already. Last Sunday wasn't the same. For one, there was foster kittens, but mainly, I missed arting about. However, I can safely say my month of Sundays was a revelation. It's provided an official sanction, or permission for two … Continue reading Month of Sundays
Banksy
Review: Art(iface) of Banksy
On Sunday morning I visited The Art of Banksy exhibition, curated by Steve Lazarides, at The Paddock, an incongruously named gravel and concrete patch of space nestled alongside the train lines and the car parks that service the Birrarung Marr/Fed Square complex. For this exhibit's purposes, I guess it fits an aesthetic: centrally located desolation. Pay … Continue reading Review: Art(iface) of Banksy