Hang Dog is the local gym where, in the Illawarra, if it is too hot for the beach, you can go for a climb. That is mostly the climbing we have done lately; climbing on plastic walls.
Lots of kids parties go there, and sports groups for the school kids, and sometimes corporate groups. There are 100 climbs, and bouldering too, and if you just want to sit and watch the guys will make you a coffee. The routesetters aren't at all bad, and there is enough to keep us entertained without having to venture to Sydney gyms too often.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Sculptures by the sea
It was so special to see Bondi come alive with art. The piano we couldn't find, but only heard until we turned around and saw a sculpture, or was it a painting? Then a cheese grater, larger than life. Balancing acts on the foreshore; where pen meets pencil or pen meets pen and something like paper. A rusty camel with delicious insides of wine and food, and a purple man who had 2 of most things, two heads, hands, feet, eyes, noses, one too many.
Test tubes or icicles, who could tell; South Pacific inspired metal leaves and laughing men. Folly of papier mache.
It was a fine summers day and it always amazes me the time and love that is devoted to each work.
My favourite: footsteps on the beach and footstep in sandstone. Why? Who knows.
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