Tourists in our own city
We headed into the Melbourne CBD late morning and wandered through the laneways and arcades towards Melbourne Central shopping mall, discovering some new and interesting shops on the way. We had a couple of quick diversions into David Jones and Myer (and found those two stores as uninspiring as ever).
I don’t think I’ve been into Melbourne Central since it was all refurbished (yes, I know that was about three years ago) and it’s quite impressive now. A far cry from its old Daimaru days.
We stopped for coffee at the Cacao cafe in the old GPO and I told Queenie how I remembered (back in the olden days) lining up for stamps in that very building. She was incredulous. ‘Isn’t it a bit big to be a post office?’ she said. Ah yes, the good old days of snail mail.
It was great. The Impossible Princess has a love/hate relationship with Edward Scissorhands…she is both fascinated and disturbed by the movie…so she spent a good portion of the time standing in front of the Edward Scissorhands costume.
The Batmobile was at the entrance to the exhibition.
I found some of Burton’s drawings and poems the most interesting. Obviously, he has a seriously quirky sense of humour.
We emerged from ACMI just in time to catch the count-down on the Solar Equation by Rafael Lozano-Hemmer – an installation which is part of the The Light in Winter, Federation Square’s annual celebration of light, enlightenment and hope. (I think it finished yesterday.)
At zero it erupted into a swirling mass of red light suspended over Federation Square. Mesmerizing to watch.
