Tag Archives: tattoo

Wooden Boats and Hobart Buildings. Part 1

It was just the two of us. Mini date day. Ok, not the most romantic of ‘dates’ but with hubby being FIFO and having three kids busy with social and work lives, any time we get together alone is good.
Where did we go. The Wooden Boat Festival.

We spent an hour or so here yesterday (Friday, without my camera) with our eldest before doing birthday things with number 2. (Happy birthday K, for the first few years you were definitely a whole new experience, but 14 years of your gorgeous smile is worth every minute!)

Today (Saturday) I got my camera “so you can get your pictures” – hubby. Mind you, it is now Monday and I am only just getting round to posting.

The wooden boat festival is on bi-annually and is a mecca for all things boat orientated. From the smallest dinghy to surfboards to the largest sailboat. If it can used on the water they have it here. And then there are the books, and other merchandise, displays, engines. The list goes on. Oh and don’t forget the food stalls, ice creams and coffee and lots of seafood stalls. Of course.

Yesterday they had boats from the smallest to the very largest of all – a cruise ship was berthed.

After parking we walked through the city and headed towards the water, playing tourist and asking pictures along the way. Of what? Some of the heritage (?) beautiful buildings we have here in town.
This will be a two part post as I have so many pictures, they will be mixed up, so stay tuned for the next instalment.



20130211-144013.jpg map of the wharf, wooden boats from one end to the other.
Huon pine boards, and yes this is their true colour. A beautiful warm golden.


20130211-144224.jpg Divers playing naughts and crosses.


20130211-144406.jpg my dad’s engines

20130211-144455.jpgand hubby’s claim to fame.


20130211-144605.jpg kids busking, they were pretty good.



20130211-144732.jpg school groups building boats on the ice skating rink (yes, that is what I said, it’s all fake, obviously, it’s summer here. We do have a real one in the northern suburbs)


And non self portrait – hubby seems to have a fixation on my tattoo.


Have a great day and I’ll sail past tomorrow with some more pictures ūüôā


Where to start… There is so much going on here that it is hard to put everything into place.
MONA is the acronym for Museum of Old and New Art.  A private collection that is now open to the public.  It has only been open for 18 months and in that time tourism to the state has increased hugely and pretty well everyone you talk to have an opinion about the place.
Confronting, Out There, In Your Face,, Thought Provoking… some of the many phrases people have used to describe it.¬† I will add one – Sensory Overload!!

Part of the view, looking towrads the city and Mt Wellington. The museum is in front and below us.

not sure this would hold much...

not sure this would hold much...

The building has been built into the side of a hill and inside there are many walls of exposed ‘earth’ and rocks along with the concrete slabs used to stabilise it.¬† It is 4 stories high (or low), was designed brilliantly and the layout for many of the exhibits is perfect.

What is in here… everything from weird and wonderful ‘traditional¬†art’ paintings¬†and sculptures, an Egyptian¬†coffin and artifacts to the completely obscure Cloaca, or ‘poo machine’.¬† Yep, a machine that mimics the human body and after ‘eating’ in the morning, poops in the late afternoon.¬† And yep, it smells a little in that room.

a selectin of the seating available at the bottom foyer, near the bar. So Cool!

a selection of seating available at the bottom foyer near the bar. So Cool!

and his clothes discretly hidden from most people's view. I hope he's paid well.

live tattoo model (notice the ipod wires)

Guy with the tatts Рlive person, his clothes hanging behind the wall.  I saw him stretch, wonder if he realised people were still there. I hope he gets paid well to sit there all day, like a statue.

My favourite. Lead books with glass shards on a giant bookcase.  And the glass tunnel leading into it.  It smelled somewhat of sulphur, bringing back some memories. :-}
Loved this one. Lead books with shards of glass on a 'bookcase'. Smelt a little of sulphur though, brought back memories.and the glass tunnel leading into it.

On our arrival, after descending¬†the funky round elevator which is surrounded by a circular staircase we went to the ladies room (ok¬†not really required¬†information,¬†but you’ll see in a minute) and omg… aside from very personal cubicles which had their own basins, there was a movie playing on the floor.¬† Some old black and white Charlie Chaplin silent movie, but seriously, you could spend some time on the loo just watching a movie… I know I was willing to, lol
one of 10 fully carved tyres on display.
another cool sculpture

Anyone visiting Tasmania should definitely make time to visit this place.  It will challenge everything you know or thought you knew about art and creativity.
Once I’ve been back there may well be a MONA part 2.¬† This is a totally visual experience¬†and the right words to go with¬†are just not my forte…
Google MONA  (Hobart, Tasmania) for links galore of this amazing place.

Keep smiling, ūüôā

ps. I hate pictures and words together. ¬†My ineptutude really sucks, and the comments for each one didn’t even work ūüė¶
Guy with the tatts – live person, his clothes hanging behind the wall.