Gallery of Modern Art, glowmesh, knitting needle bridges, cripsy halumi and cold beer. What a weekend in the city! Out and about on my lonesome trying to see Brisbane in the same eyes as my 7 year old self ... when a trip to the city was all excitement in my best corduroy brown knickerbockers , although the few the trips were mostly to the hospital for my brother .. and then in later years for me. The prospect of the city during those times were so exciting. The cold wind and the confusion!
So, I set off for a walk through the city, bought a brooch, actually a replacement brooch ... the original fell off while walking around Dove Lake in Tasmania. I hope someone finds it. Like a real treasure. I had to buy a replacement, was happy to find a replacement! ... it looks like a Beatrix Potter bunny! In the city, the wind nearly blew me over. Then GOMA, with the intention to visit the Valentino exhibition - after a little thinking - I realised best not to go own my own. Who will I 'OOOHHHHHH' with ... point at textures and colour with? I would just look like young hobo making perhaps cringe and excitable faces. So, I checked out the Douglas Kirkland photographic exhibition instead - the Michael Jackson documentation makes it WELL worth it! A must see.
Another must see is the GOMA building itself. My favourite modern building in Brisbane. Thank you thank you thank you Brisbane for her. She is adorable, wonderful and exciting. GODMAN I LOVE YOU GOMA.
Had another close look at that big black slick sculpture out the front of the original gallery. Its been there... gee... since the 80s. I love it. The white out graffiti love heart on it looked shit. Why kids... why do you have to do such bad graffiti!
I had a nap on the slanty sloped green grass by the river and after listening to the sweet, boozy, scanky sounds of the party boat do a few laps of the river ... then set off for a snack and cold beer in West End at the Archive Beer Bar. What a treat this place is. Say hello to a stranger ... If they don't say hello back ... just keep moving. There needs to me more casual hello's in Brisbane. I miss you stranger hello's. I then shared a cold one with a little beauty by the name of Benita. Bought a brand new brooch from the Hi Fi markets. And walked. Walked and then walked ...
... then home time.