The city was overstimulating today. Coming up to Christmas is always like this. More people, more cars, more buskers, cranes obstructing major roads (Collins St), sounds mingling - singing, guitar, flute, drums, trumpet. Still, it's a good feeling. Walking up Bourke St I stopped with others to watch a talented artist make a decent job reproducing well-known paintings. I like the way he's lined up his money tray with the money in the painting. Witty.
The artist had already completed a few pictures - the Madonna-like woman with the plump children, Vermeer's woman pouring milk from a jug, and a young woman with a basket of berries.
I walked past ACMI (Australian Centre for the Moving Image) and saw a group of bright green, Telly Tubby-like video pods, and into the Atrium through to the gallery shop to do some Christmas shopping. The umbrellas were new.
I also took one or two photos of traditional Christmas decorations in a traditional setting for Susan.
A man walked around dressed in his flag.
Peeking into the alley ways is sometimes surprising.
Some trees are yet to grow their leaves.
The florist was just setting up his wares.
I always come back to the Manchester Unity Building. Finally gave up trying to find white plastic jewellery on account of needing to wear something white to an engagement party. Don't make a habit of wearing white.
I arrived at Southbank just as it was beginning to get dark and took this photo.
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