Me at the NGV
Just getting to the NGV is Slow for me. I pass it every other week, but stopped seeing it...not sure how long ago. That's like being asked where you lost something. Seeing the NGV on Slow Guides made me realise that I had never actually been in. I'd passed Fed Square's hulking kaleidoscopic mass so many times that I stopped seeing it. As if I gradually rubbed it out with each pass. I met any mention of the Gallery with a yeah-yeah-tell-me-something-I-don't-know degree of attentiveness. I had never stopped to think that I hadn't been to our state art gallery, let alone stopped to go in.
So I visited. It's huge. The works (and the Gallery's cards beneath) served as windows into a whole other dimension. You'll be pleased to know I didn't try to see it all. That would be rushing it. I'll try to get back there. Heaven's knows I pass it every other week...
By guest: Ned
So I visited. It's huge. The works (and the Gallery's cards beneath) served as windows into a whole other dimension. You'll be pleased to know I didn't try to see it all. That would be rushing it. I'll try to get back there. Heaven's knows I pass it every other week...
By guest: Ned



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I had friends visiting from interstate. I took them to the Ian Potter Centre. I realised that I had never actually been in either. No winder tourists end of seeing more a city than its denizens.
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