Tag Archives: Lego

so many ways to play!

6 Apr

Ahh Duplo, Lego’s bigger cousin that gets along really well with small children, you can be used for such amusement.

Or, as I saw while walking home last night (with a few vodkas, wines and beers under my belt, “All the food groups” as I’ve been told), I spotted this colourful Duplo… code? above some glassless windows on a building facade (just the facade remains, there’s no building to it) on Brunswick Street just up from the Judith Wright Centre.

Curious….

I wonder what it stands for, anyone know?:

God I hope Brisbane just became home to a really creative street artist.

Naaaw, plus, check out the Ricky Martinesque DILF at the beginning!:

a little bit of mardi gras in my life

2 Apr

So yes, someone went down to Sydney for Mardi Gras! My first ever, and a fantastic time was had. The after party was A-MAZING, with Alexis Jordan performing “Happiness” and Wynter Gordon doing “Dirty Talk”. Amoung all the glitz, glam and trashyness, there was some time to have a (really hung over) trek around Sydney.

The Friday night involved a trip to Stonewall that I don’t quite recall, and a drag show that I don’t seem to have any recollection of, though some photos did appear on my phone:

And then the next day… some time in the afternoon, when the hangover had subsided, off to China Town we went!

I love a world of eating!

And this hydrant that had been graffitied and now looks like a happy lego man robot…

And speaking of Lego……

Freaking…. Lego… Exhibit at the Aquarium……

I'm totally gay for Poseidon

Someone set out to create a horsecock with all of the tan lego pieces underneath this. And no, it wasn’t me.

The horse took some 900,000 pieces to make and I forget the count on the Poseidon.

There was also a large Lego mural on the wall outside. The photos aren’t that great because a) it was behind glass and b) sunny sunny day:

And this collection of colourful chairs at Myer (or David Jones….. I think it was David Jones) caught my fancy little eye:

But clearly the highlight of the weekend was the Parade, and though we had a great view from a friends place, we still watched most of it on TV, because Pam Ann was down there doing interviews!

Oh guuuuurl it was crowded down there, and when the parade started, about 20 mins in, it began to rain like nobody’s business. It was pretty heavy, but didn’t last all too long. There would have been a lot of running mascara down on the streets however (and it looked like a glitter bomb had exploded in the city the next morning!)

And then the afterparty. And then sleeps! It was a great experience all up, and without becoming a scene/party person, I am looking forward to going again next year. It really does give you a sense of pride and belonging. If you’ve ever doubted yourself, go to Mardi Gras, it’s incredibly uplifting!

The 2am show from Alexis:

And Wynter’s 4am dirty spectacular:

burj al lego

30 Jan

I’ll admit that I’m kind of grasping out for a particular element of everyone elses childhood that I don’t recall having, namely in the form of Lego.

From my blue lego cufflinks to my fascination with furniture covered in Lego and that AWESOME part of Art in the First Decade at GoMA that was just a 100 meter long table covered in white lego and buildings (read: insane cityscape) made out of it, they’re just so cool. But I’ve been holding off on buying the stuff for so long, why, I do not know.

Until last week. 2 x basic brick boxes (oddly, from two separate Big W stores, both times managing to get my grubby little hands on the LAST one) and a little baseplate (tooootally need to buy a bigger one). Now I just need to buy more Lego and a big clear plastic box to put it all in! -is not obsessed- -foams at the mouth-

One brick box, among the army men and white contact paper (that I want to use to cover the hideous kitchen cabinets finally) I bought that day

And I’ve just been building overly busy, complex and elaborate towering structures. The current challenge in my head seems to be to build something as tall as possible, but with enough stability to not get knocked over by the gale blowing from the fan in the loungeroom. I’ve been compared to Dubai. Bitches, I am Dubai!

Here was my effort the other day, when I finally had some time to play:

I was a little bit proud of that one. Held up by only three small towers of 2x2bricks, with some odd ring of long bricks to build up on.

And then tonight happened. Can’t sleep because I slept this morning after the radio gig, 900 bricks, Kathy Griffin on TV, sitting on the floor with no pants on (it’s past midnight, why bother?)

Meet the Burj al Lego, 6 million rooms, 45 restaurants, 13 shark tanks, enough room in the elevators for your pet Giraffe, and they’re faster than the ones in Taiwan.

I know, there’s wonky bits, I’m not claiming to be a master builder or a future savant architect. I’m just a big kid playing with lego. And goddamnit it’s fun! I never want to grow up!