Edited highlights: Stolen sculptures, Mexican donuts and my mini vampire

So here we are nearly at the end of November.  I feel like I am hurtling towards the end of the year, exemplified by having Halloween and Christmas decorations in one post. Here’s some edited highlights.

Spider Boy decided to be a vampire for Halloween, which was easy as we already had a Harry Potter robe.

The local shops tried to put on a little Halloween spirit with a few stalls and displays on the footpath. But at 3.30 in the afternoon, no one else was trick-or-treating. And does anyone actually play tricks? More like treat-or-treating in our neighbourhood (once we waited till 5ish), before going home to watch Tim Burton’s Corpse Bride.

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Top: Spider Boy in his Halloween costume before makeup. After makeup wasn’t much different. That’s what happens when you buy your makeup from Hot Dollar. And it cost THREE dollars.

The next day, November 1, was the Day of the Dead, a yearly festival where people pray for and commemorate friends and family members who have died.

My sister, Señorita Margarita, a Mexican art aficionado, has introduced me to the tradition. I don’t actually set up an altar like she does, but I really love the concept.

Spider Boy and I met auntie/Senorita Margarita at El Topo in Bondi Junction, one of our favourite restaurants, for a Mexican lunch. Spider Boy actually ate a taco with real chicken in it – there was not a nugget or a chip to be seen. There were donuts though. But they were quality donuts with a delicate slightly spicy chocolate sauce.

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Tacos and donuts at El Topo. Auntie/Senorita Margarita and Spider Boy (with darkened Halloween brows) share the love.

Then we went to Senorita’s place to see her altar.

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Senorita Margarita’s altar included photos of our Grandmothers. Mum’s mother Philippa, top, and Dad’s mother Lois below.

One Monday after school, I dragged Spider Boy to Sculpture by the Sea, an annual exhibition on the Bondi to Tamarama coastal path. He actually wanted to head straight home and prepare his news for school, a poster about Water Safety. But it was the day after Sculptures officially closed so it was today or never. We stayed half an hour at Sculptures AND got the news poster done.

So here’s a tip: Sculpture by the Sea is really crowded on weekends (and much of the weekdays when it was actually on, it was cold and raining). The trick is to go the day AFTER it officially closes – because they haven’t taken down all of the sculptures yet – and it’s not crowded. Thanks to my friend Lulu for that idea.

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Sydney has had a lot of rain this month. These photos of Rose Bay were taken at 10 in the morning from under an umbrella.

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The friends I have known for the longest time (as opposed to my oldest friends) and I went out in Darlinghurst.  A night where a few realities hit. But more about that in another post.

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I was surprised by the joy of Christmas decorations at the Queen Victoria Building last weekend. Yes, they are stunning. Their presence also reminded me that time is running out to get a million and one things done!

 

Is time speeding up for you? I think that happens at the end of the year and it’s relative to our expectations of what we want to achieve.

Whatever you’re hoping to achieve by the end of the year, I hope it goes well for you.

 

Edited highlights: Street fairs, sculpture and political cuteness

I found this draft from this time last year and thought I would share highlights from November 2014 with you now…

Sydney in November is a whirl of public art, street fairs and jacaranda petals. There was a local street fair…

Camels in the Eastern Suburbs of Sydney is not something you see everyday…

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At another street fair (on a different day a few streets away), this llama did not look amused. Perhaps he was out of sorts because of all the toddlers and ducks running underfoot. Or maybe he just couldn’t see anything.

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The above photo of a Spiderman plaster ornament painted by my Spider Boy got a “Like” on Instagram from the real Spiderman! (Tobey Maguire thanks very much, not Andrew Garfield)

Sydney was awash with jacaranda petals…

and there was a night out with my oldest girlfriends (or the girlfriends I’ve know for the longest time).

There was Sculpture by the Sea…

These lips are made from lipstick cases. I love the placement of the “lip shine” with pale lipstick cases. It was priced at around $8000. Where would you hang a pair of lips like these? Bathroom, kitchen or hallway?

There was the Woollahra Council Small Sculpture Prize…

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Spider Boy was quite taken with this little creature, who was crafted from the pages of books and porcupine quills! (look at his “hands”).

And then there was my mother’s affair with the Dutch Prime Minister (in her head)…

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From the moment Mark Rutte (pronounced “Rooter”) stepped onto the tarmac on his first Australian tour, my mother was smitten.
“Oooh, he’s a little doll,” she cooed about the 185cm politician.

“He looks too young to be a Prime Minister. I wonder how old he is?”

I whipped out my Google machine and told her he was 47. Also, his birthday is Valentine’s Day.

“Oh. He’s probably got a nice wife at home,” said Mum wistfully.

I told her that Emma Alberici would be interviewing Mr.Rutte on Lateline that night and we must remember to watch.

“Oooh yeah,” said Mum, with the same enthusiasm usually reserved for caramel slices.

“Look Mum!” I said when Lateline began a few hours later.

“Shush!” she said, leaning forward in her seat, staring intently at the  TV, “I’m trying to watch.”

Shushed for the Dutch Prime Minister.

And that was November.