Today we braved the Moomba (no link, you don't want to know if you don't already) crowds to see the Sidney Nolans exhibition at Fed Square. It was sad that it was so hot for kiddies who watched the Moomba parade. There is no way in the world I would have taken kiddies there. They would have fried in the 38 degree heat that it reached a bit later, 100 in the very old money.
The Ian Potter Centre was blissfully cool and we wandered the exhibition. Maybe it is because I have seen so many of his paintings reproduced, but I found the exhibition not so exciting. I was a bit afraid to express what I liked and what I didn't as I had heard that the curator hung everything he could get and he thought some were really bad. There was one picture I really liked, which was probably a bad one. It was of Robe St, St Kilda and there was bunting strung across the street. I would guess the bunting was to celebrate the coronation of the queen. Perhaps there had been a street party. Sidney Nolan was a bit of an old grump from what I recall of him.
We adjourned to the less than cool Riverland for a couple of Asahis and a bowl of chips and then home to the cool.
I don't care how much the air con costs to run or how much damage it does to the environment, I cannot live with out it. Every minute I am working in the heat, I am happy because I am earning to pay for my home air con.