Summary
Oh dear, a tiny scratching on the surface of what Australia had to offer and even so I've run out of space for the huge painted tin masks in Adelaide's collection of Aboriginal art; the seductively sliding planchcst drawers at the Museum of Sydney, revealing endless surprises - tiny porcelain dolls, myriad coloured shells; the raw sensuality of a performance by Bangarra Dance Theatre; or Australian Opera's Norma, almost the entire first act of which was lost to me as I succumbed to a cold wave...
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Australian Odyssey
I must admit that the first arts event in which I participated on arriving in Australia was entirely by chance. Sitting in the sun on the restaurant terrace of the Museum of Contemporary Art in Sydney, looking at the ferries bustling in and out of Circular Quay, I picked up a small printed notice that had been placed on my table. It told me that, as part of the current city-wide contempo...
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