I had a wonderful afternoon at the Art Gallery of NSW, taking in the paintings in this year’s Archibald, Wynne, Sulman and Photography Prizes.
The piece which won, by Marcus Wills, The Paul Juraszek monolith (after Marcus Gheeraerts) was a truly spectacular work. With shades of Japanese anime (Howl’s Castle) and Escher, the painting could be viewed on many levels. The sheer spectacular size of the work, along with the wonderfully intricate detail, could provide hours of entertainment.
The Paul Juraszek monolith (after Marcus Gheeraerts)
Other favourites included Kathleen Vafiadis painting of Julia Gillard (with its wonderful red colouring) and Ben Quilty’s paintings of Ben Cullen (both before and after a night on the booze).
One of the interesting things I noted with curiousity, as I walked around, was the tendancy for many people to look very closely at the works. The sheer size of so many of these works demanded viewing from at least 10-15 feet away, and yet so many people were more interested in a close observation of the brush stroke.
I whizzed through the landscapes, as I’m not generally a fan, on my way further downstairs to see this year’s Photographic Portrait Prize. In my view, “The magnanimous beige wrap – part 1 (contraption)” by Vanila Netto won the prize by a country mile. Featuring a friend of the artist’s husband wrapped in a cardboard/material like wrap from head to toe, it was more in the style of modern art photography, epitomised by Tracey Moffagtt, than in the style of photo-journalism.
How good does this look? We had just been to see a play at nearby Belvoir Street Theatre, and decided we “couldn’t go home” without a bit of desert. We explained this to the waiter, and somehow, in their really busy restaurant, still managed to get a really good table. As we talked over the play, we also listened in to the conversation of a nearby couple who were clearly on a first or second date. It was painful to listen to the small-talk as they posed trivial questions to each other. “Though later in life I might regret being single now, I just don’t think I could go through that again”, I told Sue. “I’m sure it’s much easier to go out to a bar get drunk, bring someone home and find out the next morning they’ve pretty much moved in. Well, it worked last time”, I added. Meanwhile, Sue had the gelato and I had a donut-like desert served with what appeared to be warm nutella. Yummo. Highly recommended.
We ended up seeing a drag show at the Midnight Shift.
It’s surprisingly warm tonight, and so of course I can’t sleep.
I should be able to, because I had a reasonably late night last night with friends.
What was going to be a quick drink, somehow turned into something somewhat bigger.
I was a little sluggish at work today, and tonight I feel like I need a good sleep, but I just can’t get there yet.
Ah well, you get that. And no regrets, of course, because it was loads of fun.
One of the lovely and unexpected things that happened while having a drink with a mate on the weekend was a bloke who came up to me and said… “I enjoy reading your blog” to which I replied, rather startled, thankyou very much.
He then asked me “when are you leaving”? What a nice man to have the courage to come up to a complete stranger and offer such a lovely comment. Thank you. It takes more guts than I probably have.
And of course I was both surprised and flattered to be reminded that people actually read my blog.
But then I thought to myself I read lots of blogs about the lives of people I don’t know also.
And I love reading about their lives and feel like I know them. Or at least part of them.
Carol from Don & Carol calls these people her “imaginary internet friends”.
In the last few years, Tom has quit his job because he was bored with it, and wanted to pursue something more meaningful; Tyson also quit his job recently because he hated it and he’s about to move to Sydney; Monty came out of the closet and went on a fairly concerted search for a boyfriend, which occured; Mark moved to Sydney and then back to Perth, completed a Phd and is now looking for work; and Mary-Helen got on with the job of de-cluttering and renovating.
More recently, I’ve started reading some other blogs including Andrew and Victor, who exposed himself briefly to the world with a photograph (I saw it Victor, albeit briefly). And recently I’ve begun to read about Sandra and Roger who both live in Sweden. And there’s heaps of others I love reading.
Yes, I have real friends too. And some of them including Andrew, Graeme and Grant have their own blogs.
But it’s nice to have these internet friends also. People whose lives I find interesting, because they’re mostly fairly honest about what’s happening in their lives, though thankfully, don’t get bogged down in unnecessary and uninteresting detail.
Deep down, reading these blogs is both entertaining and perhaps also meeting a much deeper and fulfilling an otherwise unfulfilled need in my life.
Such are the thoughts you consider when it’s midnight and you should be asleep.
So anyway, I hit the town last night in expectation of a big night in Stockholm. It had been a warm day, the homos had arrived for Europride, it was a full-moon, and you just knew it was gonna be a big one. And it was. In fact, it was too bloody crowded. Even the very lovely “Torget” was packed to the roof with dozens and dozens of people who all looked remarkably identical to each other.
So instead, I ended up at an Irish bar with an Australian barman behind the counter. As I entered the bar, however, there was already trouble going on. The bouncers were dealing with a Swedish bloke who was totally wasted. Inside I heard half the story, that someone else had taken his seat by accident or something like that. And then the Swedish bloke threatened to bring in the Hell’s Angels “to close the place down” or something like that. All too dramatic for a simple kid from the country, like me, so I finished my beer, went home and hit the sack.
And now I find myself in another bar in Eskilstuna, a town of about 20,000 (I think) about 75 minutes by train from Stockholm. There’s only five other people in the bar aside from me at the moment.
There’s two Irish blokes who are obviously having a totally dodgy conversation because they keep going back and forwards between English and Swedish (presumably because they think I’m listening in to their conversation – how rude to make such an assumption). The dodgy bits seem to revolve around how long it’s going to take to get married or something like that. Sorry guys, I know the Swedish word for marriage.
And at the other table is a young woman (maybe 25) with a child and a male partner who is much, much, much older. Lots of inappropriate personal displays of affection going on at that table, let me tell you. Let’s not go there.
“And how did I get to Eskilstuna” I hear you ask? Well, I woke this morning with a great desire to get out of Stockholm. I’ve been there for about ten days, and I guess I just needed a little bit of country air. Even beautiful cities can be like that. So I went to the train station, looked for the next “out of Stockholm” train and hopped on it.
It was a fast enough trip. So fast, in fact, that my ears popped on a couple of occasions, though to be honest I slept most of the way. Once you’ve seen one pine forest, you’ve seen ’em all, in my view. And small Swedish train stations seem also to have a certain sameness about them all.
I’ve found Eskilstuna, however, to be an incredibly friendly place. I’m not sure how many tourists they get around here, but I’ve found lots of people saying hello, welcome, and all of those things you might say to a tourist, if you were so inclined.
There have been three highlights to the trip.
First, a terrific river cruise to the nearby town of Torshalla (which incidentally was where Frida from ABBA was raised after fleeing Norway). The cruise was really lovely, the views quite spectacular, and once again, it was great to view the backyards of ordinary Swedes. All along the river people were swimming or relaxing and sitting enjoying the sunshine.
Boat trip between Eskilstuna and TorshallaBoat trip between Eskilstuna and TorshallaAnd, since it’s a regulated river, we got to go through a lock and weir system which dates back to the nineteenth century. A couple of hunky Swedish blokes came out and opened and closed the mechanical weir in, I guess, the same way, as people have been doing for several generations.
The second highlight was going on a big walk (maybe 10 kilometres) along the river. Along the way I passed two inland river beaches. I was intrigued by the cultural diversity of those people using them. This wasn’t your usual blonde Swedish crowd. There were lots of darker-skinned people, including quite a few from Africa.
And a third highlight was having lunch at a cafe on the river called Restaurang Abryggan. “You don’t have to speak Swedish you know”, the waitress said to me. “And when I replied I want to”, she happily acquiessed and we conducted our dealings in Swedish. I was quite proud actually, that I basically understood everything she had to say, and responded accurately, though obviously very simply.
Frida Hairdresser in Eskilstuna, SwedenDiving Centre in Eskilstuna, SwedenTwo other things I’ve noticed in Eskilstuna are the hair dressing salon named “Frida” (presumably named after the Princess) and a Dyk Center. Ok, I know it’s a diving centre, but it’s still funny when you see the sign.
Overall, it’s been a great day. Very enjoyable. The only disappointment was that I missed the 6.05 train back to Stockholm. I was only three minutes late, but as the next train is two hours away (hourly on weekdays, every two hours on the weekend), I’ve wandered around to find myself a nice spot – “The Bishop’s Arms” – for a bit of blogging and a bit of boozing. Blogging and boozing – it’s just like being back in Sydney, I guess.
The view from the sixth floor cafe at Google HQ in Sydney is pretty damn good. Along with about 150 others, I participated today in a “Google 4 Media Day” held there which ended with a couple of glasses of wine. It was a lovely day in Sydney, with a nice breeze, and the perfect end to an interesting day.
Organised by the Media Team at Google here in Sydney, there was an obvious PR element to the day, as we were encouraged to use Youtube, Google+, Hangouts, Earth and other Google products. But there were lots of other interesting things covered which won’t necessarily lead directly to greater profits for one of the world’s largest companies.
“I’d never heard of Google.org until today”, I said to someone over lunch. Google.org is the philanthropic part of Google, where they support non-for-profit organisations, and do “good things” such as Crisis Response. One of the engineers who works on Crisis Response, based here in Sydney, Anthony Baxter (who has a wonderfully dry sense of humour) spoke about their recent work on public transportation in New York around Hurricane Sandy, as an example of how they’re working to create up to date information which can hopefully help people when they need it most.
Souvenier Android Thumb Drive
The first part of the day, however, was spent going through some of the more advanced Google Search features, which I already use including searching by dates. Some time was also spent talking about Google Trends which I had read about, but hadn’t investigated properly. Trends allows you to get an idea of what people are searching for online, with the oft-quoted example of how they’ve been able to track influenza ahead of the game, and share that information with health authorities. “It’s not statistical”, was the common refrain from a number of people over morning tea, to which someone replied “think of it as a tip-off”. It’s just another research tool, I added to the discussion.
There was also a really interesting discussion in the morning about social media and journalism, involving people from Storyful, Mashable and the New York Times (more than half their audience is international, these days, apparently). There were a couple of interesting things which came out of this session, including an observation that, as data networks became congested (or unavailable) during Hurricane Sandy, many people used SMS to post to, and receive information from Twitter. The most interesting panellist, I thought, was David Clinch from Storyful. As I’ve sat down tonight and reviewed my notes, he was the one who said the things I most often quoted. My favourite quote from him, about social media generally, was that you’re not looking for “the wisdom of the crowd” but instead “the wisdom in the crowd”. He also made the argument media companies shouldn’t “waste time and resources on social media, if they aren’t going to directly lead to better content”. The session was conducted as a Google Hangout, and is now available to watch on Youtube.
I also really liked the idea of The Lives They Lived, based around one of my favourite parts of the New York Times, their obituary section. I really like their obituaries, as they’re always so well written. But this feature sought to “democratize” the obituaries, and asked their readers to write in about “ordinary people” who they knew who had died in the last year. I guess it’s because I like family history so much, that I think this is such an interesting idea.
There was also a session this morning about Youtube, and I was particularly interested to in CitizenTube which features curated and verified content from “ordinary people” around current news events. One of the most interesting statistics which came out from this session was that Australians were the third most likely, behind the US and Canada, to watch the recent Presidential Debates on Youtube.
A little bit of learning in the men’s toilet at Google HQ in Sydney
Later in the afternoon, we split off into groups where the focus was on practical hands-on use of a number of applications particularly suited to use by media. There was a session on data visualization, one on Google Maps, and the one I attended, the session called “Getting Started with Google+ Hangouts”. Even though I’ve used hangouts (it took about ninety seconds to download the plugin and work out how to use), I was interested to learn more about hangouts. As well as the ability to interact with audiences in new ways, I think they have enormous potential for broadcast, including radio, as they can deliver reasonably good audio from up to ten people simultaneously. I’ve done a little experimentation with them at work, and have concluded that at this stage of the development of the product, and the lack of high quality broadband, they’ll probably work best in a pre-recorded environment. When the NBN rolls out, I suspect they’ll come into their own for broadcasters. Of course, there’s a lot of companies and products competing in this space, but significantly, Hangouts are currently free, whereas multiple person chats on Skype, for example, come at a cost.
Fox Sports uses Google+ Hangouts
I asked a question about which media companies in Australia had been using Google Hangouts. The early use by +Sunrise was mentioned, with specific reference to their multi-camera “behind the scenes” hangout. Having a look at the Sunrise page tonight, I note, their page hasn’t been updated since the end of August when they gained a new, simpler url. Nova was also mentioned, as was Fox Sports who have been conducting viewer hangouts with sports fans. Also on the sporting side of things, Carlton Football Club has been involved in a number of regular hangouts, where fans get to meet players, the coach, and other officials. I quite like their use of an animated gif in their Google+ profile page.
Sport has been a big thing for Google+, as has travel, photographing and cooking. “The best hangouts are those with a practical element to them”, Lucinda Barlow who is Head of Marketing Google Australia & NZ went on to say, showing us examples of cooking glasses, and even yoga glasses which have been conducted using Google Hangouts. A few weeks ago I showed by Swedish teacher how to set up a hangout, as she is interested in connecting with remote students, emphasising the educational possibilities of this platform.
The answer to “how long should a hangout be” is pretty much the same as “how long is a piece of string”. Although the answer to “how long CAN a hangout be” is “four hours”, it was noted author hangouts tend to be about twenty minutes. “That feels about right”,
It was also interesting to learn about the Lower Thirds App which allows you to caption your guests in a hangout.
Although I’m not one for “networking” at these kind of events, I did enjoy catching up with some other “media types” who I hadn’t seen for a while.
As I’ve mentioned, I’m a huge fan of Sydney’s White Rabbit Gallery.
Dedicated to works made in the 21st century, the White Rabbit Collection is owned by Judith Neilson, who was inspired to establish it on a 2001 trip to Beijing.
Judith and her husband are seriously wealthy and made a wonderful gift to Sydney of an amazing collection. Always free to the public, and almost always amazing.
I say almost, because, to be honest, the latest exhibition, “Vile Bodies” doesn’t really do it for me. When my friend Sue and I visited today we were both a little underwhelmed. “It’s a little more intellectual”, we both agreed. Exciting works, of course, but not to our tastes this particular time. Still worth a look though, as you might enjoy it more than we did.