The downside of this is that I've now got a pounding hangover. Not much fun.
Anyway, I also managed to stop by at the Fitzroy Gallery (in Fitzroy St., nesr the Standard Hotel), to see a friend's art opening. There was another opening there as well, of a T-shirt exhibition. Some were cool (like the ErrorWear "broken Pac-Man" T-shirt); though others were a bit generic and Prahranish, with various combinations of (a) imitations of Designers Republic artwork, (b) stencilised retro photographs, and (c) "ironic" soft-porn imagery. One was particularly inspired: a pink shirt as high as a wall yet about half the normal width, with dozens of arms, as if to fit one of William S. Burroughs' giant aquatic centipedes. And it had a floral design on the top of it. Girly centipede fashions; what a concept.
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