On Saturday morning I was lucky enough to see the Sculpture by the Sea exhibition. My favourite pieces were those that had a sense of humour in their execution or had a feeling of whimsy. Like the pack of dogs that were made out of bits of dismantled furniture - legs made from tables or bits of junk. Or the floating 8 ball bobbing out in the sea - supposedly a tribute to our pub culture - the artist had originally thought of placing a pool table on the beach. There were about 50 sculptures dotted along the shoreline.
They had mixed reactions fromthe public, with people walking around each installation to examine them fromevery angle.
I'd dropped a bag and a couple of towels on the sand and when I returned to retrieve them, a women told me she'd just snapped them with her camera - "the colours are so beautiful - I thought they were part of the exhibition!"
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Obviously I should go to the beach more often!
And who should I see at the beach that day but Kathryn and family!
Now that's one of the things I miss here in the centre. Not just the sea, but the sculpture too. My inlaws lived just above Tamarama steps, so I'd pop down and see the sculptures most years.
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