Asia Pacific Triennial

It is so great to be able to duck into The Edge whenever I want,  and explore exhibitions as often as I like.  It has always been so difficult from Bundaberg...it being a good four hour trip by car or train.  Accommodation  was also an issue.

What a treat it was to go to the APT, especially with my two granddaughters  Isabella and Charlotte.  They have a keen interest in art...and they are always very interested in the 'Kids APT',  this time  coming away with rolled paper necklaces and bracelets.

I was at the first APT.  My favourite work was a series of stainless steel tables covered with piles of  dying long stem roses.  The roses were being watered via hospital drip systems, but this was not enough to stop them from dying.  A personal work about love and its loss apparently.

It is interesting to look back over many years of exposure to all forms of art.  Some works/exhibitions  that will stay in my mind as special treasures are  Vault,  a sculpture that found its home in Melbourne. By Ron Robertson-Swann in 1978, some disparagingly referred to it as the Yellow Peril. It was quite  controversial...people either loved it or hated it.   I loved it with a passion.

Blue Poles by Jackson Pollock.  Photographic images of the work do not do it justice.  It is truly sublime.   It is housed in Canberra when I saw it.  The work was purchased amid a great deal of controversy also. It turned out to be a great investment.

Charles Blackman's retrospective, some fifteen or so years ago, was outstanding.

The Giotto frescos in St Francis Cathedral, Assissi in Italy, and
Botticelli's Birth of Venus in Florence....there aren't enough adjectives.

Try to visit the APT if you can.  I might run in to you there.
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