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A Visit to the Triennial Exhibition at The National Gallery of Victoria

January 2024

If you want to see what I think of the impact of technology on our lives, then check out this video. Ha!

Today I went back to the National Gallery of Victoria to see the Triennial exhibition which is a collection of different pieces from 120 artists with themes of urbanisation, technology, magic and matter. Some was quite creative, others downright bizarre.

The Boston Dynamics robot dog was a bit freaky. I was waiting for it to turn nasty and jump into the audience of screaming kids.

But that was just my imagination….

An observer who is looking out from a balcony made entirely of polished steel:
First thoughts?

The Terminator
A room with these freaky montage of facial features on walls and ground.
First thoughts?
A Serial killer’s Silence of the Lamb
s mood wall.
Outside an orb filled with air surrounded by screaming kids (which was my cue to leave).
The freedom of painting a wall but realising you bought the cheap shit roller so paint is all uneven.
The 3D art was mesmerising. This one reminds me of certain people in today’s society who are egotistical and full of themselves.
My favourite out of the entire lot of 3D art. This one is about not being free because we are under constant surveillance.
It looks like Silence of the Lambs doesn’t it?
Apparently a banana gaffa taped on a wall constitutes art. I want to see it over time ripening and dripping on the wall.
What’s the plural of fans? A gaggle? Initially I thought it was some COVID prevention measure (as we are in a new wave) until I saw the display details on the wall nearby. It’s part of the art installation.
Oopsadaisy. This rope walker lost his footing and hangs in the air.
I think I was more impressed with this contemplative young boy neatly dressed in a button down shirt, casual slacks and lace up shoes who sat down by himself in a vacant room which showed a video of some pole in an ocean spurting flames on loop. I ignored the video and thought, “who is this wonderfully quiet young boy?”
This was a classroom that had skeletons of dragons on desks. Reminded me of my own school days.

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