Zones of Contact
Folded in on over itself with a single lick of glue and the envelope from and for the Biennale of Sydney makes it safe into the mailbox. A certain fate not for the adjacent C4. Documents taken down by the postie's open satchel ride through the wet. Not long enough to sit for a minute in the box, the entire contents shed the skin of the envelope, distressed from it all.
Preview pass from the Biennale some how escapes it all and opens up fresh and relatively dry. Save for the essence of damp.
Trouble now is finding the motivation to brave the possible wet of Wednesday to preview and admire the art and installations posted around the city.
Tuesday, 6 June 2006
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Previous entries on Freeload
- Australian National Yo-Yo Championships 2006
- Silence at the Seymour Centre
- Mind.Body.Spirit at the Convention Centre
- Museum of smashed ruins with zombies outside
- Sam Taylor-Wood at the MCA
- Heavy duty cups and cakes
