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The Archibald Prize is awarded annually for a portrait "preferentially of some man or woman distinguished in art, letters, science or politics, painted by any artist resident in Australasia". (Many are self-portraits, which always amuses me, given the "distinguished" criterion. You toot your own horn, artists.) Anyway, once awarded, all the entries tour the country, and that's where I've been today: at the Geelong Gallery seeing all the finalists. So that was cultural.
Geelong has different parking meters to the City by the Sea. Very high tech ones. The label said it was $2.80 per hour for a maximum of two hours, so I fed $2.80 worth of change into the meter and pressed the button for a ticket... for half an hour. There's no way to re-do it, so I put another $2.80 in and got a ticket for one hour. I hope the good people of Geelong use wisely the $2.80 they robbed me of.
The drive up the highway to Geelong is a feast of names. Gheringhap, Moriac, Barrabool. Gnarwarre, Irrewillipe, Pirron Yallock. Irrewarra, Larpent, Nalangil. And, of course, Pomborneit, home of the Pombo Mart. I don't know what happens at the Pombo Mart, but they've got big signs pointing to it.
Also on the road, this three-part sign:
ARRIVE ALIVE!
NOT DEAD ON TIME.
Camperdown Bakery
Which is something to think about while you drive, if nothing else.
Also this sign on a butcher's shop I drove past:
greEAT MEat
And another one that said:
Private Bodies Cut and Packed To Your Needs
Which I realise is for people who have livestock or go hunting, but it does sound like a service for serial killers, doesn't it?
Geelong has different parking meters to the City by the Sea. Very high tech ones. The label said it was $2.80 per hour for a maximum of two hours, so I fed $2.80 worth of change into the meter and pressed the button for a ticket... for half an hour. There's no way to re-do it, so I put another $2.80 in and got a ticket for one hour. I hope the good people of Geelong use wisely the $2.80 they robbed me of.
The drive up the highway to Geelong is a feast of names. Gheringhap, Moriac, Barrabool. Gnarwarre, Irrewillipe, Pirron Yallock. Irrewarra, Larpent, Nalangil. And, of course, Pomborneit, home of the Pombo Mart. I don't know what happens at the Pombo Mart, but they've got big signs pointing to it.
Also on the road, this three-part sign:
ARRIVE ALIVE!
NOT DEAD ON TIME.
Camperdown Bakery
Which is something to think about while you drive, if nothing else.
Also this sign on a butcher's shop I drove past:
greEAT MEat
And another one that said:
Private Bodies Cut and Packed To Your Needs
Which I realise is for people who have livestock or go hunting, but it does sound like a service for serial killers, doesn't it?