tales from an ordinary world

2000-07-14

Questacon's full of kids again, but that's what it's all about. It's a shame we don't have a Tesla Coil down here at Scienceworks, although I guess we've got the planetarium instead. Science is fun - if only I wasn't so lazy about it.

The National Gallery had an exhibition of new Chinese art. An entire room (walls and ceiling) constructed from human hair collected from barber shops around the world. All over the walls were fake chinese characters, english words, and so on. Someone else took photos of various family members and hung them all over the outside of a crumbling house. There was communist propaganda mixed with advertising slogans, plenty of pictures of Chairman Mao, and a room full of roses, each pierced with a handful pins.

Exhausted, we retreated to the hotel room for the evening - the first time I'd ever called room service to order dinner and all that kinda stuff.