Art fair

Business as usual at this end. Raph was back on Friday night for our burger fix, followed by a beery discussion of skate trivia at the Great Northern. Sam has now set this image as his screen saver.



The art fair was on over the weekend. Joey and Mems very kindly got us tickets, for which we thanked them by arriving an hour and a half late.



It's quite an extensive operation. We adopted a harsh but fair approach, judging booths by vibe. It may have resulted in a few missed gems, but what the hey.



This was one of my favourite paintings, by Ben Quilty. I like portraits of people's faces. Also, it reminded me of Scottie, because he has a quilted shirt I refer to as 'Ben Quilty'.



Jason liked this one, I think the artist's name is Chuck Klose. Close enough, anyway.



Rosie was very keen on this work by Nathan Grey, which I also enjoyed. Dion hated it, but that's art.



One thing we were all agreed on was the mastery of Mental as Anything stalwart and Mambo mastermind Reg Mombassa.



These heads were full on. They made me feel like I was falling over.



I wished Tess could have come too.



Lots of spirit levels. Fittingly, they were a bit off centre.



I've noticed the beauty in stacked chairs before. Dammit, should have taken a photo, now it's abd.



This stall was awesome, by Arts Project Australia, of artists with intellectual disabilities. I wanted to buy 'Airport'.



Brendan had his own stall, which was all buzzy and exciting. He is killing it.



On my way home, I stopped in to wish another of my favourite artists Milo a happy birthday.