The American's view from the game.

The Start of the Baseball Season and of Something New

I switched on the TV and the lounge room flooded with the familiar voices of Kruk and Kuip. The channel was already set to FOX Sports so without even searching for it, I was plugged in to the SF Giants – my World Series-winning baseball team. I was overjoyed to see the boys, the ballpark, the Bay, thecity. I felt a pang of home-sickness.

Feet up, baseball on.

Feet up, baseball on. The view from my end.

Local boy Brandon Crawford was warming up in the on-deck circle and I settled in to enjoy the last two innings. Soon, I was feeling a little less excited and more melancholy. It’s the sadness that comes when you’re away from the one you love. I knew he was at the game: he’d sent me a photo earlier from the third deck. And half a world away, I, too, was at the game.

The American's view from the game.

The American’s view from the game.

For the past few days  returning to the Bay Area has been at the forefront of my mind. And the universe always seems to send little messages: catching this baseball game was more along the lines of

‘We miss you, too. Life goes on without you, but it’d be better if you were here. We’ll keep doing what we’re doing, and look forward to your return’.

I’m back in a handful of weeks, and checking the days off on my handmade calendar.

The handmade post-it calendar, blu-tacked to the wall.

The handmade post-it calendar, blu-tacked to the wall.

New news

So it would seem most of you either thought I’d checked myself in to a facility, decided to get a divorce or just wandered out into the Tasman Sea, never to be heard from again. I’m happy to report none of the above is true.

My time has been more than accounted for, with two uni classes, training for a race in San Francisco, meeting with friends, and working very hard on a project for a client set to launch in June. It’s such an exciting job and I’m so fortunate to be working with one of the most talented and professional designers around. It has also been quite the learning curve and am so very lucky to have a client that puts total faith in us to produce something incredible. I can’t wait to share it with you.

Riding CityRail trains for fun.

Riding CityRail trains for fun. Makes BART look like amateur hour.

New blogs

In other news, I was so pleased to have my snapshot feature on Jill’s blog, Battered Suitcases, this week!  I have really enjoyed reading about her adventures around Australia recently (I haven’t visited the Big Merino since 1986!) and particularly love her section on novelty snacks. It’s something the American and I do when we go travelling, too.

I love stumbling upon new blogs, and finding real like-minded people. Do you have any good ones to share with me?

My brother even bought me a present: the newest Sim City, with a German Cities expansion pack. Be surprised if you hear from at all!

My brother even bought me a present: the newest Sim City, with a German Cities expansion pack. Be surprised if you hear from me at all!

New music

I have barely oscillated from the Belle & Sebastian / Pulp / the Beatles fad I’ve been on for about two months. But this week, I found something new via a friend on Twitter. The song is ‘Royals’ and is by a young Kiwi girl called Lorde. I’ve played it 30 times at least. It’s super catchy!

New buns

Babies are what is happening in Sydney right at this moment. So much so, I’m certain there’s something in the water (and my friend, C, calls it H2Grow. Ha!). But it’s all rather exciting.

I even gave up a chance to see the unfurling of the Sydney Swans’ 2012 Premiership flag at the Swans game (tear!) to have lunch with two of my closest friends. I guessed they had some news for me, and it turns out my instincts were right. I was so happy to share it with them! Baby G will be here in September.

Is there a better way to share good news than over pizza? probably not. Pizza from the Clock & Oyster.

Is there a better way to share good news than over pizza? Probably not. Pizza from the Clock & Oyster.

New travels

In a few short weeks, I’m heading back to the US via Singapore. I am really looking forward to returning ‘home’, to see the American and to start our next adventure.

But it’s also bittersweet, because arriving in one home means leaving another. It’s going to be much harder than I imagined. I have really bonded with people, and my family and I have become so close in this short space of time. It’s been such a wonderful adventure, and I am so lucky to have been able to do this. I have much more to say on this matter, so I’ll compose my thoughts and save it for next time.

Life’s good.

Alexander McKenzie, 'Toni Collette'

The 2013 Archibald Prize at the Art Gallery of NSW

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Last Friday night, my mother and I were lucky enough to score a ticket to the opening of the Archibald, one of Australia’s premier art prizes. It was evening of artsy fashion, eating fancy hors d’ouevres, hobnobbing with notable artists and personalities, listening to a few speeches and getting exercise politely clapping with a glass of bubbly in your hand. I love the art, the controversy and the debate around this event: the Archibald always delivers. And this year is no exception.

We arrived fashionably late by fifteen minutes, which turned out to be long enough to miss the rush of the doors opening yet plenty of time to imbibe a few OJs and champagnes before the new Director of the Art Gallery of NSW, Dr Michael Brand, officially announced the winners of the four prizes: the Sulman, the Wynne, the Trustees’ Watercolour Prize, and the Archibald.  It was fantastic to see three of the four winners were women, including the winner of the Archibald.

In his opening remarks, Dr Brand referred to the prizes as ‘the Archies’ multiple times. Giving them a nickname shows a great reverence for their significance within the Australian art world and popular culture, as well as great affection. To me it also sums up what the prizes are all about: it’s an egalitarian opportunity to submit your work, to have your say, irrespective of your training. Anyone could have a go — even I could still be an award-winning artist. It is possible, and that’s what is captivating about the ‘Archies’.

Half the foplks stayed upstairs to keep hobnobbing and stay close to the bar.

Half the folks stayed upstairs to keep hobnobbing and stay close to the bar while the other half were down in the exhibition space.

We positioned ourselves strategically near the stairs, so once the formalities were over, we were in the first wave to go through the gallery space downstairs to view the exhibition. The walls were a crisp white, the lighting was perfect and the ceilings high. Instantly, your eyes were drawn to the mass of colour on display.

Seeing the finalists of the Archibald Prize is the main attraction within the exhibition. The prize is awarded to the best portrait of a distinguished Australian, as painted by an Australian. This year, there were 868 entries from all over the country. Del Kathryn Barton won the $75,000 prize with an intricate portrait of the actor Hugo Weaving.

My only disappointment about the painting was seeing it hung in a rather odd spot.  Being that every man and his dog wanted to study the picture, you could barely get close enough to it to see Barton’s intricate details, and thus crowding up Vincent Fantauzzo’s photorealistic portrait of actor Asher Keddie. After waiting a good ten minutes, I finally managed to snap this with only one person and the shoulder of another in the shot:

Del Kathryn Barton, 'hugo'

Del Kathryn Barton, ‘hugo’

The popular choice for best portrait is rarely the same artwork as picked by the Committee. So there’s two additional (but unofficial) awards: The Packing Room Prize (as decided upon by those who unpack, sort and hang the art at the gallery), and the People’s Choice (as voted by members of the public after seeing the exhibition). I wasn’t able to get near the winner of the Packing Room Prize to nab a picture,  but I did see the subject, Tara Moss, dressed and styled in the flesh as she was on canvas.

I stuck my head into the packing room to take a sneaky photo, and smell the paint.

On my way out of the exhibition, I stuck my head into the packing room to take a sneaky photo and smell the paint.

Here’s a handful of the Archibald finalists I liked for a multitude of reasons:

Abbey McCulloch, Naomi Watts

Abbey McCulloch, ‘Naomi Watts’

Julia Ciccarone, 'Portrait of Nicholas Jones'

Julia Ciccarone, ‘Portrait of Nicholas Jones’

Prudence Flint, 'Ukulele'

Prudence Flint, ‘Ukulele’

Sally Ryan, 'Dr Catherine Hamlin AC (MBBS FRCS FRANICOG FRCOG)'

Sally Ryan, ‘Dr Catherine Hamlin AC (MBBS FRCS FRANICOG FRCOG)’

Joshua McPherson, 'Portrait of Ella'

Joshua McPherson, ‘Portrait of Ella’

Joshua Yeldham, 'Self-portrait: Morning Bay'

Joshua Yeldham, ‘Self-portrait: Morning Bay’

Julie Dowling, 'Wilfred Hicks'

Julie Dowling, ‘Wilfred Hicks’

Vincent Fantauzzo, 'Love Face'

Vincent Fantauzzo, ‘Love Face’

Alexander McKenzie, 'Toni Collette'

Alexander McKenzie, ‘Toni Collette’

The Sulman Prize is awarded to “best subject painting, genre painting or mural project by an Australian artist”. The winner of the 2013 Sulman was Victoria Reichelt for ‘After (Books)’. It was my favourite artwork by far in the whole exhibition. It’s not terribly big, but the deer in the library stack was arresting, looking as though it was lit from within.

Victoria Reichelt, 'After (Books)'

Victoria Reichelt, ‘After (Books)’

As in years past, most of my favourite pieces were towards the end of the exhibition, the finalists for the Sulman Prize. The Archibald entries may be the main drawcard, but I find the Sulman entries’ more broad, and I find the varied view points more interesting.

Michael Peck, "The watch'

up close — Michael Peck, “The watch’

Kate Bergin, 'Croquet, tea parties and other stories from Wonderland'

Kate Bergin, ‘Croquet, tea parties and other stories from Wonderland’

Pei Pei He, 'City Circle'

Pei Pei He, ‘City Circle’

Andrew Sullivan, 'Dinosaur trophy head'

Andrew Sullivan, ‘Dinosaur trophy head’

Prudence Flint, 'Queen Anne mirror'

Prudence Flint, ‘Queen Anne mirror’

The prize for the best Australian landscape painting or sculpture is the Wynne Prize. I didn’t much care for the winning painting, but here were a few I enjoyed:

Lucy Culliton, 'Table Cape'

Lucy Culliton, ‘Table Cape’

Alex Seton, 'Soloist'

Alex Seton, ‘Soloist’

Salvatore Zofrea, 'Morning light'

up close — Salvatore Zofrea, ‘Morning light’

Belynda Henry, 'The trees'

Belynda Henry, ‘The trees’

Dinni Kunoth Kemarre, 'My footy heroes'

Dinni Kunoth Kemarre, ‘My footy heroes’

Xiuying Chen, 'Central Railway Station, Sydney'

Xiuying Chen, ‘Central Railway Station, Sydney’, winner of the Trustees’ Watercolour Prize

The Archibald Exhibition is open now until 2nd June at the Art Gallery of NSW, open daily (except Good Friday) from 10am until 5pm. Adults $10 / concession $8 / Child $8 / Member $7 . More info.

*All photos taken by me with an iPhone 4s at the Official Opening of the Archibald exhibition at the Art Gallery of New South Wales, 2013.

Love

Notes on an Engagement

Tonight, two of the greatest people in the world stood up in front of their friends and family and formally announced their commitment to each other. There were fancy cocktails, jugs of Pimms and Mediterranean antipasto plates. Dresses, gravity defying hairdos, half-dancing and big hugs. It was a night to celebrate love and the momentous decision of forever. And it could not have been more perfect.

Friends from all of the various circles the happy couple runs in were represented, including some teammates from the days of UNSW softball. Being back with them, calling them by their softball-specific nicknames, and reliving old Australian Unigames adventures was so energising. It felt as though we were speaking our own language. I barely made it around the people I knew before I called it a night.

Over the years, I’d shared a good amount of time with both families after crashing on their couches. It was touching to hear both fathers reveal their softer sides, and how welcoming they are of the official alliance between the Harris’ and the Hodges. Mums Hodge and Harris baked phenomenal cupcakes for the occasion and were great conversationalists.

Love

“If you gamble everything for love, you’re gonna be alright.
– Ben Lee

As I drove home, I couldn’t help think about how surreptitious life can be. These two independent women were once unknown to each other. But they took a gamble and said yes to love, yes to the adventure. And I’m so pleased they did! It has taken them all over the world, through multiple degrees, new jobs, saving for an apartment, the purchase of valuable Sydney property, the renovation of said apartment, and to adopting an adorable Corgi mix, Dudley.

For over a decade, these ladies have been such an important part of my life, and are still very special to me. They’re the type of friends I can go years without seeing (being that we live on entirely different continents) but we kick off exactly where we left off. No need for explanations or side notes. Now that’s a good ol’ fashioned friendship.

Seeing them together makes me smile. My heart filled with joy when I heard the question had been popped and that the recipient said yes. Their love is tender, respectful, honest, elevating. They treat each other with kindness and are not afraid to disagree. They complement each other perfectly. So it was marvellous to see the overflowing goodwill towards them tonight.

There’s something special about making it ‘official’. And I can’t wait to see how the next phase will play out for them.