Wednesday, 7 September 2016

Spring - at last

If you are averse to all things floral, kindly avert your gaze, because Spring is here and today we have been on our annual pilgrimage to David Jones.

This is our sixth Spring Flower visit since our return to Sydney and it never fails to lift the spirits after a long and relatively cold winter.

The David Jones' Piano Man is still there to welcome customers - he is an institution in Sydney and I think it will be the end of civilization when he finally retires.

There were guided tours for the garden enthusiasts...

... but we decided to take it all in at our own pace.

We were not the only happy snappers; it was at times like a hazard course trying to keep out of keen photographers' line of vision.

That gentleman looks familiar ...

Ah, it was absolutely wonderful.  Mind you, I'm not sure how many sales are made during the week of the flower display.  Probably it would be a good time for sales staff to take a timely break.

We took a stroll over to the Art Gallery of New South Wales to catch the Archibald, Wynne and Sulman Prizes.

While I really liked the Archibald winning entry, a portrait of Barry Humphries by Louise Hearman, it was the realist portrait, Deng, painted by Nick Stathopoulos which I found to be quite compelling.

I also loved this tiny self-portrait by young artist Natasha Walsh.

The Wynne Prize winner, Seven Sisters, is a collaborative by five sisters who live in the remote Aboriginal community of Amata in the far north west of South Australia.  Loved it.

All in all it was quite an eventful day.  Time to sip on a glass or two of wine.


Pennie said...

Wonderful photos Robyn, it's been years since I've been in to see them so I really enjoyed your Blog post, two of them in fact :-) I was once called up on stage with Dame Edna! Not fun at the time but fun to remember.

Hot Fudge said...

Thank you so much Pennie. Ha ha - we have been in the audience cringing, hoping not to be noticed at a couple of Dame Edna shows, taking cruel delight at the discomfort of those being chosen.