31 January 2009

Summer night

It's been too hot. Mosquitoes bite my fingers at night and I hear strange noises outside that aren't really there. The days have been spent doing things quietly, writing and stopping and sucking on iceblocks. I went to an opening at Bret's gallery. It looked nice, but not many people had shown up because it was so hot.

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Bret had his mind on other things, anyway. He cuts his own hair, in case you're wondering.

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The Utopian Slumps opening down the road was more well attended, by the usual suspects. It was quite an impressive installation, complete with a floating bathtub periscope (shown here operated by the amazing Al), leading onto a wooden iceberg. I was hoping for an ice one, but this was interesting.

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Looking forward to Tom's show there in March. He's quite the character.

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I don't know what to say about Chris' shorts, but they were amazing!

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We ended up at the fountain, where Marcelle regaled us with tales of Kanten Russell and him egging on Josh Kasper to skate down the stairs of random house switch doing a benihana on an ironing board. Amazing.

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Jason was happy

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We all ate mexican pizzas

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I like Erin's shirt. She rode a BMX for the first time in years, which Chris hurt himself trying to wheelie on. Harder than it looks!

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I like the pads on BMX's. But it's the ground you have to worry about.

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Best spot in Melbourne.

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1 comment:

William said...

Nice to see you back in cybertown. Yo. Joe