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[candidsilk]

left a note out in the NGV telling people to follow me.... did any of you find me.... pssttt.....

[yosoyloqueveo]

NGV | Mother and child

it’s one of the oldest and most enduring themes in art history. When MOTHER: Stories from the NGV Collection opens at NGV Australia next month, discover how artists across centuries have explored the layered, powerful and deeply personal experiences of motherhood. From Renaissance paintings to photography and bold contemporary pieces, this new exhibition features over 200 works by artists including Camille Henrot, Tracey Moffatt, Patricia Piccinini, Hayley Millar Baker and many more. MOTHER opens 27 March – 12 July at The Ian Potter Centre: NGV Australia, @fed.square – free.

1 Davida ALLEN, Baby 1989, National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne colour lithograph, Purchased from Admission Funds, P205-1989.

2 Paul Jacoulet, The treasure, Korea, 1940 (detail). National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne. Purchased with funds donated by Vivienne Fried, 2022.

3 Jamini Roy, Mother and son, 1930s (detail). National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne. Purchased, 1973.

[yosoyloqueveo]

NGV | FUTURE COUNTRY

FUTURE COUNTRY celebrates land, legacy, community and cultural continuity. In response to the exhibition’s key themes of ancestral memory, re-storying, truth-telling and future- making, participating artists have created deeply personal, culturally significant and innovative works that engage Indigenous futures and envision alternative realities. Spanning weaving, photography, sculpture, possum-skin- cloak making, moving image, sound and design, the eight new commissions explore non-linear notions of time, honour intergenerational knowledge, and convey embodied and relational understandings of place. Each of the artists share an empowering message affirming the strength, resilience and sovereignty of Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander peoples, languages, and cultures past, present and future. Presented together in FUTURE COUNTRY, the artists collectively reflect the dynamism and depth of contemporary First Nations art and design by emerging practitioners.

[underwaterbirds]

[blackabsynthe]

Yayoi Kusama at NGV Melbourne

[thescreamingwall]

Miniaturisation

National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne

February 2026

Fujifilm GFX 100S II w/ Canon TS-E 24mm f/3.5L II Tilt Shift

[thescreamingwall]

Jeff Koons, Venus, 2016-2020

National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne

Feb 2026

Shot on Fujifilm GFX 100S II w/ Canon TS-E 24mm f/3.5L II Tilt Shift

[charlesandmartine]

Friday 16th January 2026

All change today. We fly out of Melbourne Tullamarine airport, destination Perth. We shall be staying a week in Fremantle again; a favourite spot, before collecting a car to travel East, along the Nullarbor Plain, eventually arriving in Adelaide. We will then fly back to Melbourne on 19th February.

First stop was a luggage storage emporium, where we left a small suitcase which was full of stuff we will not require until we reach India, so the thought of bouncing it thousands of miles across Southern Australia did not appeal. One medium suitcase and a couple of small rucksacks is all that will now bounce.

We just had enough time to occupy the deckchairs in Federation again to watch the Canadian, Victoria Mboko play the Adelaide semi-final which she won in two sets, despite playing the local girl, Rimmell. Then, late morning and early afternoon was spent once again in the NGV, with our luggage nicely looked after by the concierge. We were in time for an excellent guided tour looking at female artists painting mostly females. Jolly good tour by a most enthusiastic guide. The first work of art was a collection of three giant wire baskets which I understandably mistook for waste paper bins. Turns out they paid a lot of money for these.

Melbourne Tullamarine Airport is yet another airport, with another airline, and a yet another different system in place for checking in and getting rid of your hold luggage. So there is a test to take which wouldn't be sneered at by mensa. The screen asks for your name and flight. Not known it replies, despite confidently holding all confirmation that my booking exists on my email. OK, try entering flight reference number. Big happy smiley tick. Gold star. Now print bag label. Seemed to work, but then, next major mensa test; peel the right amount of label off in order to adequately stick the label around the suitcase handle, bearing in mind that this label is not like any other label you have ever seen before. The bag is then placed onto the conveyor belt, weighed and launched into the abyss. Only to be reversed back out again and an airline lady reprimands saying its the wrong handle. The fellow traveller at the next belt is similarly stressed. Place the case flat and attach the label to the other handle, she commands with an authority that would be admired by the Third Reich. I can't he cries, it's broken. You have to she advises, or the case won't go where you want it to. I don't care where it goes, he screams, now at the point of a complete breakdown. Just send it somewhere.

Airport systems should be used to determine suitability for Supreme Commander of Nato Forces, for aptitude and coolness in the face of conflict. This man totaly failed as did another who appeared to have a meltdown at the departure gate, sobbing that he didn't want to get on the plane!

Jetstar lived up to their reputation and took off 30 mins late, as usual.

We finally landed after a 3 hour 52 minute flight and find that we are 3 hours now behind Melbourne, so my guess is that we are just 8 hours ahead of UK.

Two trains and a brisk walk through a somewhat more vibrant Fremantle than we recall, and there we were at our Airbnb for the week, a highly functional detached unit at the bottomof our hosts garden. We are looking forward to refreshing our fond memories of Freo before setting out once more into the outback.

ps. The nutter with the ambivalent luggage direction was on our plane. We are just wondering if he was reunited with it, and hoping he is not around here anywhere.