Blessington St
Blessington and Barkly Streets
A remnant of this piano was last seen in Mitford St. It looked like an abandoned ‘harp type’ instrument lying amongst the cardboard boxes. By the time J returned with her camera, it was gone. What happened to the keyboard, what happened to the frame and what happpened to the players?
Found: everywhere, but not as often.
So what did happen to Stash #1? It didn’t stay long under Simon Perry’s cushion. Did it get handed to the info desk at Linden Gallery or did somebody hand it to the police because there was money inside?
I can just hear the conversation now. “Has anybody lost three, one pound notes, a lock of brown hair, and an ad from the ‘Missing Friend’s’ column, all bundled up in old piece of mattress cloth?
What would the ‘old boys’ who used to live in the boarding house have to say about that (Linden used to be a boarding house until the early 80’s).
Acland St
Blessington St and Belford St
more to come…………………..
2 artworks gone … one to go … hidden in the park by St Kilda Beach.
Log onto Cracks in the Pavement website to find out more.
Starting 5th June in Australia
Cracks in the Pavement is an interactive project that calls attention to the ‘in-between’ spaces encountered throughout everyday life. The project focuses on details within the urban landscape and encourages close inspection of our social space. From June 5th artists based in the US, UK and Australia will respond to what they find in their urban environments by making art objects designed to be placed in sites that intrigue them – at bus shelters, in alleys, under bridges, in libraries or post offices, or deep in park bushes.
Members of the public are invited to search for these site-specific works using maps and clues provided at Cracks in the Pavement. Art works featured in Cracks in the Pavement may be kept by whoever finds them. Works not found will be allowed to remain in the landscape indefinitely to be encountered by chance, displaced, or transformed by the very environmental forces that define each piece’s context.
Found: Balaclava Station
The sound of a Sunbeam frypan will always be the spitting fat of a Sunday roast cooking in my mother’s suburban kitchen. I still can’t stand the smell of roast lamb. Will these memories ever fade?
The thing I love about St Kilda is that we share it. We share it with the tourists on sunny days. We share it during the St Kilda Festival, the Gay Pride march and the Grand Prix. With sharing comes variety and excitement, the petrol heads can enjoy the pride march and the pride marchers can enjoy the petrol heads – what ever revs your engine!
St Kilda also has different shifts: day, afternoon and night. They have distinct moods. Sometimes the shifts don’t mix and you end up in a shift you don’t want. But like Melbourne weather you just have wait and another shift will come along.
I’m happy to share St Kilda – even with families from the ‘burbs.
Greg Day
Found: everywhere around Acland St
Found: everywhere
Found: everywhere
