I thought Surry Hills was homo heaven with its large gay population, significant drug taking population, multicultural elements and significant homelessness problem. Even though Hillsong has a branch just around the corner in Redfern (or is it Waterloo?) near the Danks Street Galleries, I didn’t suspect for a moment there would be Hillsong types in my apartment block, but apparently there are. I found a ticket in the stairwell of my apartment on the way…
Although I know I come across as a sophisticated, intelligent citizen of the world, I will admit to loving Big Brother. Although I concede there are some “base” elements to my interest, I honestly think the reason I like it so much is because it’s about human nature, and I love observing humans. And I love how Dave looks like Amelie Mauresmo! I also love the way people react to new situations, I love observing…
It’s Monday afternoon and I’m still not 100%, but feeling better than I was nonetheless. I foolishly thought I could head off to work today, but after an hour or so of people telling me how terrible I looked, I took the hint and came home. It’s been a fairly good afternoon on the couch, watching television and reading. I watched Hotel Rwanda, a terrific film. It’s the third time I’ve seen this film and…
As part of my plan to see as much of this year’s Biennale of Sydney as possible, I went to the Museum of Contemporary Art this afternoon. Compared with the AGNSW, there’s a LOT of video art on display at the MCA. And although I really like video art a lot of what was on offer held little or no appeal, with much of it nothing more, in my view, than video documentary. However there…
Despite my earlier post about the paucity of decent daytime television, I woke in the middle of the night last night to discover a fairly decent movie on television, Kinsey. And although I’d been interested in seeing this movie – I like Liam Neeson and I love Laura Linney – I’d never actually gotten around to seeing it which is a shame. It’s a good film, though flawed in some respects, as most biographical films…
I got out of my sick bed briefly tonight to go to the Opening Night of the new exhibition by Bill Henson at the Roslyn Oxley 9 Gallery. Henson is a reasonably controversial photographer with allegations of teenage pornography previously levelled at his work. Irrespective of that debate, his photographs are always beautifully shot and presented, and so I was keen to see whether or not he would be as interesting or as controversial this…